She had just put a load of shirts in the washer. The snaps of blue jeans in the dryer was clinking the same tune she'd heard a thousand times.
He peeked through the doorway and saw her standing there....folding wash cloths. He could see her white lace panties just under the hem of her red T shirt.
Her hair was put up with a blue hair clip and he thought of kissing her neck.
She folded the last wash cloth....put her left hand on the top of the pile without turning around and said,"So...are you here to help with the laundry?"
He stepped in, shut the door behind him and said,"Yes....I'd love doing laundry with you."
She giggled saying,"This is a first." He stepped up behind her and embraced her while kissing her blushing cheek. His hands moved up to her breasts...with a few soft touches..he felt her nipples stiffen.
She turned in his arms and kissed him with a passion that she hadn't felt for quite some time.
He pulled up at her shirt and she pulled it the rest of the way off as he fondled her breasts. She moaned and said,"Lets do it on the machines."
He lifted her to the top of the washer and she laid her back down on top of the dryer. He pulled her panties off and undressed himself quickly.
He climbed on top of her and she grabbed his stiffened member and guided him into her. She locked him to her with her legs and every thrust was hard and deep.
The washer went into spin cycle and they went into writhing beasts cycle. She moaned, screamed and bit at his shoulder. Their orgasms exploded as his body stiffened and her legs straightened with her toes bent tight.
He climbed off and she sat up on the washer that was still spinning. He grinned and said,"I am going to help with the laundry more often."
She smiled and said,"Wonderful....the jeans are almost dry...you can put them on the hangers while I reload the dryer."
