Plumber makes you leak 💦💦

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I get a call on my work phone. I can sense a very stressed tone in your voice. I find out you have a leak.

It's under your sink and the water's going everywhere. I instruct you to try and find the stopcock and turn off the mains water. I then get your address and say I'll be there as quick as I can.

As I'm driving over, I'm re-listening to your voice in my head. I'm not going to lie, it's hot. And then, for some unknown reason, I'm picturing in my head what you may look like and if you match the voice.

As I pull up outside your house, I take a brief look around. It's a beautiful yellow and brick painted house and it has a baby blue door with one noticeably massive brass knocker. Maybe that's an omen for something.

I walk up the steps and I peek through the window. Okay, in theory that's quite nice. I ring your doorbell.

I start looking up into the sky, give a little faint whistle as I wait for the door to open. Then the door opens. I see you.

My god, what a beauty. You're in your mid-thirties, brunette, sparkling brown eyes that just seem to catch the sunlight as you open the door. As my eyes scroll down, I saw curves that could sink the biggest of battleships.

Forget about icebergs. And yet my eyes scroll further down and there's just beauty in all its glory. All you are wearing is jockeying bottoms and a hoodie.

Granted, the hoodie is a little bit wet. Mmm, it's rather hot too. I can sense in your voice and your face now you're quite happy that I'm there to fix the problem.

You look like you've just been through a stress wringer and you seem a bit jittery. As I walk into your house, I look around. It's very nice, it's pretty, it's clean too.

I look around at some photos. I see you and a rather dappley man. Mmm, a little bit unhappy and jealous, shall we say, as I'm looking at your rear as we walk into the room.

Married, great, just my luck. We walk into the kitchen and there's a puddle on the floor. It's literally covered in porcelain tiles that look very, very nice by the way.

So, I look underneath the cupboard and it's a mess. There's washing up liquid everywhere, there's dishwasher tablets, you name it, it's all barged under there. I can barely make out where the leak's coming from.

And you start telling me that it just happened this morning. About an hour ago you noticed the water on the floor. I said, okay, let's empty this cupboard out and we'll find out what the problem is.

Don't worry, I'll get it fixed for you. I am very good. And when I say that and I smile at you, you look back at me and it's a gaze that I will never forget.

It was full of lust. And right there and then I was literally undressing you with my eyes and I didn't want it to end. Unfortunately, I had to attend to the leak.

So I just double checked that you shut the water off, which is all good, so that's great. And I emptied the cupboard out and find that the leak is merely just an isolation valve that shuts off the water to the tap. It's just got a slight drip on it.

And it's obviously opened up after time and it's just flooded the kitchen cupboard out and it's flowed onto the floor. I tell you it's no problem and I then tell you, as I'm working in the cupboard, if you can just go and stand by the stopcock and we can test it. I'm resting my head underneath the cupboard and I start undoing the nut, double checking it and tighten it up.

And then I just say to you, wait a minute, I don't know if you did it on purpose or maybe it was just an accident because you heard me say something. You turn the water back on. I got absolutely soaked.

My face was dripping full of water. My top was soaked. I had wet trousers anyway because I was sitting in a puddle of water.

And I shouted to you, no, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop. I couldn't help but laugh. As you walk back in, you see me absolutely drenched.

I stand up and you look so apologetic. It's like, I'm really sorry, you say. I was just like, no, it's fine, don't worry.

And then you say to me, we should take off your T-shirt. I have a tumble dryer. We can dry your T-shirt.

I don't want you to catch pneumonia. I am really, really sorry. I say it's fine, don't worry.

And you insist. So, okay, fine. I take my top off.

And I'm just looking intensely back at you. And I can feel your eyes looking up and down at me. You're looking down at my wet body.

You can see my six-pack as the water is just glistening now. And I swear I notice you bite your lip. And by that very moment, my cock feels throbbing hard.

As I stand almost an inch away from you, my eyes are locked. It almost feels like it's just inevitable. It's going to happen.

Who's going to make the move? I don't know. In the end, it just happens.

I have you in my arms. I start kissing you. I wrap my arm around you and lift you onto the countertop.

I start kissing your neck. As I then lift your top off, hoodie flies off onto the floor. Now that's nice and drenched.

I start kissing down as I take off your top, revealing your beautiful black bra. Showing off them incredible curves. Oh my god.

I start kissing down in between your breasts, onto your stomach. As I lay you onto the countertop, your head rests just on the corner of the tiled shelf. I look in your eyes as I release.

My cock is so hard for you. I groan in your ear. Oh god, I want you.

I want you so bad. You bite your lip and you groan. Give it to me.

I want it so bad. Give me your cock. I run my hand up your thighs.

I press firmer, bringing you in close to me. I can't wait to take off my trousers, so I undo my zipper. I slide my cock from my boxers and it springs out into action.

You look down at me and you start to lick your lips. Mmm, you groan. As I grab a firm hold of my cock, I literally rip off your jogging bottoms.

I'm sorry about that. As your hands go into your head and you just enjoy as my lips go down your stomach, I come to your undie strap. The tip of my tongue starts wiring across as I slip off your undies.

With the tip of my tongue I just brush up and down your clit. I get faster and faster. I twist my tongue inside you.

Mmm. I can feel how nice and wet you are for me. Mmm, you taste so good.

I slide off your now moist panties. As I take a firm hold of my cock, I lean in close to you as I kiss your neck. And finally you get to taste those lips.

Mmm, as I look back at you, deep into those beautiful brown eyes, as the tip of my cock just starts to rub against your clit, just slowly gliding across your pussy lips. Mmm, you groan. I want it.

As you reach out and grab hold. Mmm, no. I grab hold of your wrist.

I pin it up against the kitchen cabinet. I grab hold of my cock with my other hand. I slap it hard against your pussy.

Oh, yeah, you like that, don't you? Mmm. Oh, God, yeah.

I start to slide myself inside you, getting deeper, inch by inch. You groan, inch by inch. Mmm, God.

You feel so fucking good. Mmm, I start fucking you hard and deep. As I raise your head up, I start pulling on your hair.

As I kiss your lips. Mmm, God, yeah, that's it. Oh, fuck, I love your cock.

You groan, yet you try to be quiet, but it's not working. I get faster and faster, as all you can hear is the banging of my thighs against the countertop. Mmm, gosh, you look so sexy.

As your tits just bounce around inside your bra. Mmm, you gotta take it off. I start to pull my cock out, and I slide my fingers inside you.

I start to rub against your G-spot, pressing firmly up and down, scissoring inside you. You groan, as I pleasure your G-spot, like you've never been pleasured before. Oh, God.

Oh, God, yeah. Oh, God, right there. Keep going, keep going.

You're gonna make me cum. Oh, fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Oh, God, yes. Oh. Mmm, you shake wildly out of control on the countertop.

As I just look at you, eyes rolling into the back of your head. Mmm, my hands firmly grabbing around your waist. As I just rub your clit with my thumb.

Mmm, yeah, you liked that, didn't you? Mmm, now come here, you naughty bitch. I pick you up.

I grab you around the throat, and I kiss your lips, swirling my tongue feverishly around inside your mouth. Mmm, saliva to saliva. Yeah, baby.

Now get on your knees like a good girl. Yeah, that's it. I push you down to your knees.

As I hear your knees crack against the tile, and the water just splash up against me. Now look at me. Yeah, that's it.

Just like that. Open your mouth like a good girl, come on. Do it for daddy.

You look at me, eyes wide open. You open your mouth. As your hands hold onto my thighs, nails digging in deep.

I start to feed you my cock after slapping it against your face. Mmm, yeah, now take it. Take it, you filthy fucking whore.

Oh, yeah. I grab around the back of your head, and I start throat-fucking you. Mmm, yeah, that's it, baby.

Oh, fuck, you take it. Oh, you take every fucking hard inch I've got, and you fucking love it, you dirty fucking whore. Oh, God, yes, that's it.

All I hear is you gagging as my pre-cum and your saliva just spurts out between your mouth. Sliding down. My cock drenched in saliva.

My head pulled back, throbbing so fucking hard as I feel your tonsils bang against it. Oh, yeah, that's it. Oh, fuck, yes.

Mmm, just like that. Oh, just like that, you fucking dirty bitch. Go on, take it.

Take every fucking hard inch. There's a good fucking girl. Mmm, God.

Don't fucking turn away from me. You fucking look at me. That's it.

Fucking look at Daddy. Fucking come on. Oh, fuck, yes.

Oh, you're gonna make me fucking cum. You fucking love it, don't you? You know you fucking do, now get up.

That's it, you fucking get up. Look at me. I grab you around the throat.

I spit in your face. You want it, don't you? You want me to fucking dominate your pussy.

You want me to take you like fucking no man has ever done before. Mmm, my cock is gonna leave you fucking wanting me. Fucking needing me.

Every fucking day. Mmm, that's it, bend over the counter. That's it, fucking good girl.

I push you into this fucking island. That's it. I spank your fucking peachy ass.

Yeah, fucking I'm gonna take you, baby. I'm gonna take you so fucking hard. I lean in close.

I whisper in your ear. Tell me you want it. Tell me you fucking want it.

Tell me you love my fucking cock, you dirty fucking whore. I have it. Please give it to me.

Please, just fuck me. I want more of that dick. Just give it to me, baby, please.

Fucking pleasure me. God, I haven't felt a cock like that in fucking so long. Oh, take me, baby.

You groan as your hands reach down my six-pack. Your nails digging each and every groove. Oh, yeah, you're ready for it, aren't you, bitch? I grab a hold of my cock.

I hold on just to your lower back. I slide myself inside you, spanking your ass as I just stop. As I pull a mere inch from being completely out of you.

And then I just. .. Fuck, yes, you fucking like it.

And pull back out. Fuck, yeah, you fucking love it. You scream so fucking loud at every hard thrust.

Yeah, you fucking love it, bitch, don't you? Your eyes start to water as your veins bulge from your face. Yeah, there's a fucking good girl.

You know when you're getting dominated, don't you? You know when you're having the best fucking dicking of your life. You know when every want, every need is taken care of.

Oh, I'm gonna fix your leak. And I'm gonna make you fucking squirt. Oh, forget that fucking puddle, bitch.

Let's fucking destroy your kitchen. Mmm, I pull out and slide my fingers inside you. Mmm, yeah.

Oh, you're so fucking wet for me. Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck, stop. Stop, please. Please stop.

Oh, fuck, fuck. You scream as your body just erupts again and again. You shudder as every finger pushes deeper inside you.

Yeah, you fucking love it, don't you? Now I'm gonna destroy you with my cock. I hope you're fucking ready.

I reach around your throat. From behind, I pull you in and start pounding you so fucking hard. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, just like that. Oh, fuck.

Mmm! Fucking yes, fucking take it, you fucking bitch. Oh! Oh! I suddenly hear a noise as it comes down the stairs.

What the fuck is that? I'm laying out of breath as I lean into you. Your head turns around and you look scared on your face.

I whisper, what the fuck? Is someone here? Yes.

My husband. What the fuck? Are you serious? My cock is deep inside you right now.

It's throbbing so fucking hard. As I hear the floor squeak. As I can hear getting down one step after the next.

It's getting closer. I don't know what to do. I freeze in a mere panic.

I don't want to stop. My balls are about to lift and I want to explode so bad for you. Fuck, I want you.

Oh, God. This is just torture. Oh, the forbidden.

Oh, God, the forbidden. Mmm, there he walks. He walks through into the kitchen.

He's holding a bit of paper in front of his face. He talks to you. Hey, hey Claire.

Did you manage to get a plumber? I'm just, my heart is beating so fast. As he steps towards and I can just see him.

He's going to lower that bit of paper and I'm going to be a goner. But it's so fucking hot. You managed to compose yourself.

Yes, dear, yes. The leak is fixed, thankfully. He was very handy.

He then turns as he walks to the fridge. And he goes, that's good, dear. I'm glad to hear it.

It's good that I can't fix things. At least we can pay for someone to do it. And then you grunt.

Yes, I would say it's very good. Very good indeed. I can sense you're out of breath.

But he seems completely ignorant to it. As he grabs a glass of juice. He pours it.

And amazingly he doesn't look towards us. He turns around and walks up the stairs. I'm still, my hands gripping tight around your waist.

I want to fuck you so bad. Oh, God, I want to fuck you so bad. Even with him watching I just want you.

I'm rubbing my cock inside you. You twitch as I pulsate. I slowly start grinding in you as he starts to walk up the stairs.

You look back at me as your nails dig into my six pack. Yes, you like that, don't you? You want me to fucking make you cum so bad.

Yes, you do, don't you? Oh, you like that. Oh, fuck you.

Oh, that's it. Yes. Make it harder.

Harder. Yes, just like that. Just like that.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Oh, fuck you. Oh, yes, that's it. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck you. Yes. Yes.

Yes, just like that. Breathing gets heavier. Yeah, I'm fucking you.

Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. Oh. Oh.

Oh, fuck. Oh, yes. Oh.

Oh. Oh. You look at me.

You look at me. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh, fuck. Oh. Look at me.

I've needed it. Mm. Look at me.

Keep going. Keep going. I'm going to come.

I'm going to come. I'm going to come. I'm going to come.

I'm going to thrust as hard as I can. Yes. Oh.

Fuck. Oh. My face tensions up.

It tenses my balls trying to keep it hard. Yes. Fuck.

Fuck. Yeah. Yeah.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes. Fuck. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh, I throw up. I rest my head against your back. Oh, I'm sweating.

Oh, I kiss your neck. Oh, fuck baby. Mm.

I'm almost dead. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. That was insane. Aw, fuck you.

Aw, God. Aw, fuck me. You are incredible.

Mm, I pull out, and I stand up in front of you. I pull you up, and you're still shaking. Aw, that was intense.

Baby, you are insatiable. Aw, fuck me. God, that was incredible.

Mm, you lick your lips. So, how much do I owe you? Oh, fuck.

I slide on my wet fucking boxer shorts, and I groan in your ear. Oh, it's on the house, baby. Fuck me.

That is some serious mess. Mm, that's a good start to the day. Mm.

Do me a favor, baby. Leave me a five star review. You rest your hand on my chest.

Oh, don't worry. I'll be leaving five stars, and I'll be making sure you come back for more, baby. Mm.

You go over to the dryer and pull out my top. It's almost dry, you say. That's fine, I'll take it.

As I'm about to walk out the house, the steps creak again, and there's your husband. This time he's looking directly at me. Oh, wow, you're still here.

Yeah, I am. But don't worry, your leak is all fixed. That's great.

I hope she took good care of you. Oh, yes, don't worry, sir. She took very good care of me.

That's great. Has she paid you? Yeah, yeah, she's paid me.

We're all good. We've settled up the bill. That's great.

But, um, you know what? You did me a massive favor. Here.

Here's another 20. You sure? I honestly don't need it, sir.

No, I insist. Okay, if it'll make you feel better. I reach out to grab his 20-pound note, and he wants to shake my hand.

I shake his hand, and it still has your juices over it, all sticky. He looks at his hand afterwards. Oh, yeah, sorry.

That's just flux, sir. Just, uh, be sure to wipe your hands under the sink. I'll, um, I'll clean up as I, uh, as I leave.

There's wipes in the van for that. Oh, okay, no problem at all. He says with a smile.

He walks over to the sink and washes his hands. As I start to walk out the door, I look back at you. And we know that we have just had the most incredible sex.

As you look like you've just been run through the ringer. And somehow, he hasn't even noticed. Wow.

Well, if he neglects you, baby, don't worry. I never will. And that's when I text you.

As soon as I get in my van, I drive away. And I think to myself, that's a very, very good day's work. Mm.

Thank you, baby.