This is the first story I have ever submitted. Fiction tied with fantasy. Just testing the waters!
“Ma’am?” the technician asked, stepping into woman’s bedroom where she had last spoken to him.
“The network cable…” he stopped abruptly.
The young woman he had spoke to less than an hour ago was no longer folding her laundry on her bed, instead, she was sleeping. The man’s lips parted and let out a breathy groan as he saw what she was wearing, or rather, what she wasn’t. She wore a simple cami and boy-shorts. She lay on her side with her legs parted slightly giving the technician a perfect view of the crevice between her legs. He followed her legs up to the breasts that were barely covered by the laced tank top she was wearing. Her auburn hair fell short of her shoulders and her breathing came in slow, steady breaths. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she rolled onto her back and parted her legs a little more.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He thought to himself.