The doorbell rang and Jennifer opens the door to see a young man of about 25, standing with a toolbox and a clipboard. Hi there Im here to repair your television, he says. Jennifer looks him up and down and knowing that there isnt anything wrong with the Television thinks that this is one of her husbands surprise dates.

She figures her husband Peter is lurking around somewhere to watch what unfolds.

Sure come in Shes thinking hes a little shorter than the ones Peter normally picks for her, as she leads him to the television. What seems to be the problem with the set? Inquires the young man.

Jennifer knows that she has to play the part and now realizes why Peter was so into watching some of their homemade porn. With the tape still in the machine, Jennifer turns on the set and the VCR and says, Ill show you. The tape starts up in the middle of a particularly lurid scene, where she stops to look right into the camera and grin before continuing to fellate a particularly well-hung man. Thats exactly the scene my husband would have lined up for this scenario, thinks Jennifer. As she studies the bemused look on the young mans face, hes blushing and avoiding eye contact.

Must be new at this game, she thinks. She reaches down and with a few delft moves has his jeans open, revealing his erect length. Hes nowhere near as well hung as the ones Peter usually gets for me, though hes not too bad. She thinks as she bends down to take him in her mouth. The young man begins to make some feeble protestation, but that never gets articulated, rather his hand now rested on the back of her head and he was moaning slightly. Jennifer looked up and suggested that there was a more comfortable place to do this. The young man was still staring intently at her performance on the screen, so instead of taking him to the bedroom, she guides him over to the couch. His pants fall down on the way and he quickly disposes of them before being seated, all the while never once taking his eyes off the screen, where Jennifer could now be seen being impaled doggy style by the same large length.

Hiking her skirt to reveal that she didnt have panties on, Jennifer now mounted the young man, facing him and began to ride him. He looked a bit puzzled, even perplexed as she blocked his view of the television.

That look went away soon enough as he began the thrusting underneath her. He stopped her after about ten minutes and positioned Jennifer so he could mount her doggy style, which she liked better anyway. Though looking at him he was again transfixed by the images on the screen.

Wheres Peter? She asked herself.

By now he would have revealed himself by awkwardly peaking around a corner but he seemed to be particularly well concealed.

She figured hed show himself soon enough and instead began concentrating on a large orgasm that was building up. As the sleaziness of the whole setup struck her she just let her body go and convulsed in orgasm barely finishing the first, a second even larger orgasm engulfed her. Loosing the strength in her legs momentarily she pulled away from her lover, who still watching the screen didnt really seem to notice at first.

Quickly repositioning herself she again began to fellate her partner and in a matter of a few minutes had him quivering on the verge of his own orgasm, it came and she had a little bit of problem swallowing it all, it was more than shed expected somehow. Looking up at the young man, he finally had taken his eyes off of the television, apparently only because the tape had ended. Thanks very much for that, but I still have to do something with this work order. He said with a kind of guilty look on his face, youre television isnt broken. Jennifer heard the words and it now was her turn to blush. Peter didnt send you? Not that I know of. He replied as though he was tracing his steps to getting there. The Young man was now hurriedly putting on his pants, and grabbing his clipboard. Number six Bedford Crescent? He asked, knowing that was where he was. Jennifer grabbing the clipboard out of his hand exclaimed Van Houten! They live at number sixteen, you have the wrong house. The young man looking at her sheepishly tried to explain that the one omitted on the form was someone else clerical mistake.

Quickly grabbing his things he made a beeline for the door.

Jennifer couldnt help laughing and when she told Peter that evening they both laughed just before Peter carried her into the bedroom and banged her like hed never done before. Now all she has to do is start talking about the television repairman and she knows shes in for a great night of sex.