This is somewhat similar. I was living in the dorm and our suite had 4 bedrooms with a living room and kitchen in the center. Our sink started leaking and we had to run home between classes to dump the water out of a pot or it ran into the floor. The maintence staff wasn't in a hurry to work on it. They had came by a couple of times and looked at it and said they needed parts and would be back, but never showed up.
I afternoon I was there and emptied the pot and changed into a skirt and blouse to go to a bar. I had as usual made the daily call to get them to fix it. The guy came to the door same one who had been there before. He looked at it like he hadn't seen it before. Then he said he needed a helper to hand him tools and if I would help him he would work on it now. I of course agreed to help.
He got down the the floor and crawled under the sink then asked me to hand him a wrench. I had to bend over to get the wrench and when I turned around he was out lying on the floor looking up my skirt from behind. I didn't say anything and walked over and handed him the wrench. I knew he was looking up my skirt since it was short and he was on the floor. He went back under the sink and after a few minutes he called me over and asked me to turn the water on. The way he was laying to get to the sink I had to straddle his body with one foot on each side. I knew when I turned on the water he had slipped out and his head was lying on the floor between my legs looking up. I got the sink fixed and he got a look up my skirt. I think it worked out.
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