My wife had asked me to drop round on Wendy, her friend, as she was having washing machine problems. She had wet washing in it and couldn't get it out. I will own up now I had always fancied Wendy and had made it fairly clear to her, but she had always blanked me when I made a pass. I arrived and rang the bell and it took some while before she opened the door. She looked disheveled and flushed in her face. I asked was her boyfriend in as it might go easier with two people. Wendy informed me that he was out all day. She showed me to where the machine was. Sure enough it was full of water as well as the washing. I pulled the machine out so I could get to the back of it and disconnected the mains. I asked Wendy for a bowl to drain the water. I watched as she bent over to get one from beneath the sink. It was clear that she had dressed quickly as when she bent over she wasn't wearing any panties. Sadly she stood quickly and handed me the bowl spoiling my view. I took the waste pipe and lowered it into the bowl. The water was flowing out into the bowl. Three bowls full of water and I heard the sensor go click. I told Wendy that the door would now open. She squatted down and opened the door and started to take the washing out and place it in the sink. Then I raised the machine up on two wooden blocks, which I took with me and placing a bowl below the machine. I unscrewed the filter. It was no wonder that it wasn't working as the filter came out so did a sock. I handed it to Wendy. Then I spotted another item still in the pipe. When I pulled it out it was a skimpy pair of panties. Joking I said, "Missing these are we," holding them up. "Who says I wear any," she joked back. I came back at her saying," Well not today anyway." I saw Wendy go a little more flush, then she replied, "So you did see up my skirt." I told her that I had and a nice view it was. That got me a slap on my arm. I told her she should empty the filter regularly and she bent down to see how it was taken out and replaced. As she tried it I slipped a hand under her skirt and stroked her naked pussy. That got me a second slap, but it was worth it and in that short time I could tell that her pussy was soaking wet. I finished putting the machine back and told Wendy to put her clothes back in it and try it. She put the wet stuff back in and then to my amazement she ripped her blouse and skirt off and threw them in as well. Then she turned the machine on. The machine started and Wendy bent to see the washing turning in the drum. I was looking at something very different. I was looking at her naked arse and her danging naked tits. I was rock hard in seconds. I reached out and stoked her arse and pussy. No slaps this time. In fact as I slipped a finger into her pussy she gave out a long Ooooh. Then when I stroked her clitoris the Ooooh turned to an Aaaaarh. I was about to put a second finger in her pussy, but she pushed my hand away. I was ready for the slap. It never came, instead she dragged me up the passage and then the stairs to her bedroom. Now I could see why she looked so flushed, she had been playing with a large black vibrator and it was still on the bed. She climbed on the bed and took the vibrator and threw it into a drawer and said that she wouldn't be needing that now. I was quickly undressing and joining her on the bed. I went to finger her some more. "I'm way past that, just fuck me," she ordered. Not wanting another slap I was quickly between her legs. Wendy took charge and grabbed my cock and stuffed it into herself. She was humping me as much as I was humping her. She came quite quickly, moaning and groaning loudly as she did. I was not even close yet, so I slowed down for her to recover a bit, before plowing her pussy some more. Then she came and her pussy milked my cock. I came deep in her pussy. As we lay there Wendy said, "Not bad for starters. How long before you can go again?" I told her it depends how long it would take her to suck my cock hard again. She was turned around and straddled me. My cock was in her mouth and her pussy was inches from my face. I soon had my tongue deep in her pussy. I could hear Wendy going Aaarh, Mmmm, Aaaarh as she sucked my cock. She was a lot better at it than my girlfriend. It wasn't very long before I was hard again. I grabbed Wendy and put her on all fours and slammed back into her pussy. Did she squeal, but it was a squeal of delight and not of pain. Then we were throwing ourselves at the others sex organs causing loud slapping noises that were nearly as loud as Wendy's moans. Neither of us could keep this up for very long and her pussy tightening around my cock triggered our mutual climaxes. Then we were as one in a heap of body parts. After we recovered we dressed and this time Wendy went to her drawers and put on a pair of panties. We returned to the kitchen to see the machine had just finished it's washing cycle. I got a very nice kiss from Wendy and then had to make my way home as wifey would be wondering what kept me. I had barely got indoors when my wife said, "Did you fix Wendy?" I nearly replied and her machine as well, but thought better of it and said that the machine is fully working again. A few days later my wife asked me if I had told Wendy her machine required regular maintenance, about once a month. I told her that I had. My wife said she would put it in her diary when I needed to service Wendy next.