His hair was dark and his skin had a lot more colour than hers. His shaft was thick, very slightly bent, and sat straight up. The circumcised head was large and red, and a dribble of precum dripped from the top.

She was sitting cross-legged on top of a front-loading washer when he walked through the door.

She jumped.

He dropped his laundry.

She unfolded her legs and pulled her nightgown over her lap, but not before he thought he saw what she was doing.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said to her, intrigued, as he bent to lift his laundry basket again. "I didn't expect to see anyone. I was told no one uses the laundry late at night."

"They don't," she answered, somewhat shakily. "They don't. That's why I'm here."

"I see. Same here."

"Don't like crowds?"

"Not so much. Hey, have we met? I don't think I've seen you around."

"I don't think so. Ellen." She put her hand out to him.

"How do you know my name, then?"

"Huh? I don't."

"You just said it."

"No, I told you mine."

"Oh, Ellen?"

She looked quizzically as him. "Yeah, I said."

He walked up the machine, and shook her outstretched hand. "Yeah, sorry. I'm Alan."

"Huh? Oh. God, sorry."

"No problem. My fault." Alan bent to open the washer. As he reached down to grab some clothing from the basket, he noticed something on the floor. "Ah, these yours?"

Ellen wriggled forward, and then bent down, peering over the front of the washer until she saw them. "Ah, yes actually."

"You forget to put them in?"

"Not exactly, no."

"Oh?" Alan took another look. Thin white panties, almost transparent, with a lace front panel. The panel was scattered with small pastel flowers. "Pretty. Something... wrong with them?" he looked back up at Ellen. She was grinning, and blushing.

"No. I... look, there wasn't supposed to be anyone down here, see?"

"Yeah, you said."

"And so I just wore this nightgown." He'd noticed. It too was thin, and a very pale green. "Well, and the panties."

"Uh huh."

"And then... I loaded the machine, and it was bouncing around... and then it kinda got into a rhythm. Oh, perhaps I should just shut up."

"Oh, no, not now. Please continue."

"Look, I'd always heard that... well that a washer would... you know."

"Clean stuff?" Alan had loaded his machine, inserted a coin, and stood to look her in the eye.

"No, no."She hesitated before continuing. "I'm single, alright?"

"So am I."

"And I'd heard that you could get a buzz..."

"Oh!"

"See, I should have shut up."

"No, no. It's alright. You look so embarrassed. You alright?"

"Yeah, I guess. God."

"So?"

"Huh?"

"So, Ellen, does it?"

"Give me a buzz?"

"Uh huh."

"Ahhh... are you with the laundry police?"

"What the hell do they do?"

"Catch women getting off on the equipment, probably."

"No. No police."

"Yes, then. Yes, I was getting a buzz. Alright?"

"Very alright."

"Oh. Sorry, Alan. How can I tell what to say?"

"I don't think there are rules. I'm sorry I interrupted."

"It's okay."

"Or at least that I wasn't a little later."

"Oh, I wouldn't have been much... Oh, shit."

"Much longer?"

"Yeah. Yeah, much longer."

Alan turned and hoisted himself up on the washer next to Ellen. "So... what do you do?"

"Oh, I couldn't..."

"Of course you could. No strings. Come on."

"I'm... I'm not convinced I'm thinking straight."

"Why's that?"

"I can still... put your hand on the top here. Still feel it?"

"Oh, yeah, that's quite..."

"Intense."

"Yeah."

"Oh. So Ellen, while you've been talking to me, you've been... distracted?"

"Not much."

"No?"

"No."

"God. So... going to finish?"

"Not... how can I now? You're..."

"Look at me, Ellen. I will if you will."

"No way."

"Come on."

"No."

"God, I can feel it now. It gets to you, doesn't it?"

"It sure gets to me. I've been tempted lots of times to find out..."

"But you never did?"

"Never. And all those times, no one walked in."

"I should apologise again. Instead, I'll make you a deal." He pushed his sneakers off his hanging feet.

"What sort of deal?"

"Well, whatever you'll do, I'll do something just as embarrassing."

"Sure you will."

"I will."

"Alan, you're sitting here fully clothed. You already know I don't have much on."

"Okay, let me even things up a little."

"I dare ya."

"Accepted." He unzipped his jeans, wriggled out of them, and let them fall to the floor with his shoes, and Ellen's flowery panties.

"Hmmm... You sure you're single?"

"Absolutely. Why else would I be taking my pants off in the laundry room?"

"Well I'm still at a disadvantage."

"Gimme a minute, would you? Are you like this on a date?"

"Half naked, you mean?"

"Bossy, I mean." Ellen watched closely as he pulled his boxers down off his ass, and let them float to the floor. The hem of his shirt fell in his lap, so she couldn't see anything she shouldn't, but the bulge lifting the shirt up was more than obvious. "How's that, then?"

"It's a whole lot more interesting than I thought the evening would be."

"You trusting me yet?"

"A little, perhaps."

"Okay, so you weren't sitting like that when I came in."

"No. I was... Cross-legged. But..."

"I will... If you will."

"Promise?"

"I'm not sure what a promise is worth at this point, but sure."

"Okay. First time for everything, I guess."

"I've never sat half-naked on a washer, so I know what you mean."

"Uh huh." Ellen stopped looking at him, blushing deeply, but pulled her nightgown up to her hips, showing that she was a real redhead, and crossed her legs again. There wasn't much point in being shy from then on. Everything was on display. Her labia were puffy, dark and damp. A hard clit protruded from its hood, desperate and ready. "Go on."

Alan didn't hesitate. His legs crossed over, exposing his hairy black thighs, and a large solid erection. "Like that, right?" His hair was dark and his skin had a lot more colour than hers. His shaft was thick, very slightly bent, and sat straight up. The circumcised head was large and red, and a dribble of precum dripped from the top.

"Yeah. Like that. God."

"You okay?"

"Yeah, it's just... Well, I'm so embarrassed, and so... Aroused... At the same time. I'm confused."

"Concentrate on the arousal. Listen... The shirt?"

"Huh?"

"You want me to take it off?"

"Oh, yes please. I'll... Oh, to hell with it." Ellen crossed her arms and grabbed hold of the hem of the nightgown, and then pulled it up and over her head in a single movement. "Beat you." Her breasts weren't large, but they were firm and pretty, freckled and pale. Her nipples were hard, and a rich red colour.

"You could have warned me." Alan took the shirt off over his head, revealing a body that seemed to be rather well maintained. A small strip of hair led down from his navel to his cock.

"I would have, if I'd known. Nice."

"Ditto."

"Okay, so you're the expert. We just... Sit?"

"Mmhmm... And think."

"Of what?"

"Something that, you know, excites you."

"Can't I just stare?"

"I should be offended. Yes."

"Good. Ellen?"

"Uh huh."

"When I came in... You weren't just sitting there."

"Was."

"No, you weren't."

"I was. I was."

"No, you were helping out."

"I can't."

"You can. Really. You can if I do, right?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I've never... You know. In front of someone."

"So what?"

"I just... Please... Anyway, I don't think... I don't think I need to, okay?"

"You think you can just..."

"Think. Yeah. Just think."

"Go for it."

"Stop talking, then."

"Sorry."

"Shh..."

It wasn't silent then, but the voices stopped. The rumble and thump of the machines continued, and the buzz that they could feel through their skins.

Ellen sat almost still, naked, cross-legged, and covered with freckles. Her body quivered now and then she took short breaths, sucking air through her lips. She rocked, probably without knowing she was doing it, and concentrated on her feelings.

A gasp escaped, and her legs twitched. Between her thighs the pink skin glistened with moisture and heat. Her eyes opened and she stared at Alan's cock, knowing and enjoying the fact that he was watching her so intently.

Another gasp and then she leaned back with her hands on the washer, and she groaned. Her breasts were thrust out in front of her, nipples solid and bright. A long drawn out groan of release escaped as she came, her body spasming as she sat there, shaking and jerking.

It took a minute or two for her to calm down enough to move in any deliberate way, and she sat up, leaned forward, and tilted her head towards Alan, grinning. "Just a warning. I'm only shy beforehand."

"I'm okay with that. How was that?"

"It was stunning. How are you doing?"

"I don't think this is going to work. I'm not built like you..."

"I can see that."

"... And anyway, this hurts too much."

"Hurts? Hurts where?"

"My legs. I can't sit like this for too long."

"Oh, sorry. Look, unhook those. Hang your legs back over the front."

"Oh, that's better. Sorry."

"Whatever for? Oh, look at this." She took his cock in her hand. "This seems to be enjoying the ride." He was dribbling a little.

"That wasn't the washer, Ellen. That was you."

"Oh. Like to watch, huh? Men."

"Don't knock it. You looked..."

"What?"

"Entranced."

"Mmmm... I was. Listen, if you want..." She spun around, suddenly on her knees over him, facing him, her red thatch poised above his cock. "Well?"

"I think it might be ungentlemanly to refuse."

"It would." She didn't hesitate any longer, lowering herself over his cock, sighing as she fell, with his hardness spreading her just the way she wanted. "Oh, look, we were meant for each other."

"Yeah, but..."

"Stop that. You said no strings, right?"

"Right."

"So I just mean meant for each other here and now. Okay?"

"Kay."

"Good. Now can you feel it?"

"The washer? No."

"The buzz."

"Oh, yeah."

"Good. Now shush. Work to do."

Ellen was completely different now. She took control, and took over.

Her knees straightened a little and lifted her off his cock. They both sighed. His hands found their way to her ass, and he squeezed her buttocks tight as she slid back down over him. He helped her lift again, and after a few strokes they found a rhythm.

Alan loved the feel of her chest against him, and the way her ass felt in his hands. He loved the way she moved above him and most especially around him. He loved the sounds coming from her mouth, and the way her fingernails scraped against his back.

Most of all though, he loved it when she started talking again. She whispered. Not full sentences, just short sexy phrases in his ear each time she lifted or lowered herself. It was the whispered admission that she was close to another orgasm that pushed him over.

He pushed her back from his body and took her breasts into his hands. He looked in her eyes.

"You'd better get off there, Ellen. I'm going..."

"No. Just be quiet."

"Yeah, but..."

She put a finger on his lips. Her eyes closed, and her body stiffened. She spoke again. "Oh fu-u-u-uck!"

They both came. Together. Suddenly. Violently. Then they collapsed together, Alan leaning against the back wall, Ellen falling on him.

"I know I said no strings, Alan... But how about a swim?"

"Does anything vibrate in there?"

"Yeah, me."

---

Roberto stroked his hard cock one more time. It was protruding from his unzipped blue trousers, half hidden by his fat stomach. The last stroke was all it took, and he shot his long overdue load all over the screen, splattering the image of Ellen and Alan, before switching the monitor to the pool room for the next chapter. Security's a bitch, but it has its moments.

Jan 2012
I'll take Allen's part, but I'd settle for Roberto if I had to. Swell quick funny story.

May 2009
most enjoyable, left me needing more,PLEASE.

Oct 2008
Very kinky with the twist at the end. Liked the play with the names.

Aug 2008
Fantastic. Well written, highly erotic (and arousing) without being just needlessly vulgar. Thank you :)
      GBF: I tried vulgar... Nah...

Aug 2008
I think I found a new line of work. And a new outlook on my washer.....lol.

Jun 2008
lmao I loved it

May 2008
Rotten trick, I LOVED IT!!!!

May 2008
An especially well written story, with a marvelous twist to it. You obviously have been writing for a long time, or have an especially deep understanding of the English language. I appreciate your efforts, and look forward to reading more of your work.

May 2008
You continue to amaze. Graphically well told stories of so many varities. Keep it up. Thanks for writing and sharing.

May 2008
Another wow story for me. I've got a confession for you, I've only met one guy who could get me off with just whispering words to me over the phone.

May 2008
Great story! Even better ending. Looking forward to the pool.

May 2008
Preposterous story but I found it to be extreemly errotic and exciting. The end was fun.

May 2008
Very cute story. I do like Alan's openness. I've never done anything like that on the washing machine, but I met a man, we conversed, interesting conversation, and before I knew it I was halfway out of the sunroof with his tongue up my skirt. I know the g

May 2008
I was reading this and got so hot, i just had to do something about it. I had my hand inside my panties and rubbed myself to a really nice orgasm.

May 2008
I concur: nice twist. And I have to stop readin your stuff at work.

May 2008
That's great!

May 2008
Good story and very fast! I'm going to have to go do some laundry.

May 2008
I really liked this one, such a twist.

May 2008
Gentle, I just don't know how you do it. It, that is pick common locations that everybody has been in or to and write such great stories. I have been in many laundry mats and wished and dreamed for something like that to happen to me, but alas, it n

May 2008
You did it again;; Very good......

May 2008
Stable Door and Good Vibrations are uniquely Gentle But Firm.

May 2008
I've never had anything approaching the scene you projected ...

May 2008
Nice "sting in the tail". I liked it.

May 2008
Gentle, very nearly perfect, shame about the *****

May 2008
You need to ride the bus more often... ...this one is a realy winner! I loved it and can't wait to read it again, but had to tell you what an amazing piece this is. You paint amazing word pictures!

May 2008
Oh no, it's perfect as it is. Very enjoyable and sexy.

May 2008
Very sexy indeed. Sometimes getting interrupted isn't so bad after all. :-)

May 2008
Great fantasy.

May 2008
Love. It.

May 2008
brilliant!!!!!!