A Leaky Faucet and a Hot Fix With a Plumber, Mr. Paul

I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was a typical Wednesday, and my husband had to work late. The plumber, Mr. Paul, was coming in the afternoon to fix a leaky faucet in our bathroom. I had seen him around the neighborhood before, but we had never really talked.

As I heard the doorbell ring, I took a deep breath and opened the door. There he was, Mr. Paul, all 6 feet of him, with his muscular build and a charming smile. I couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down my spine.

“Hi, I’m Mr. Paul. I’m here to fix your faucet,” he said, holding up his toolbox.

“Hi, I’m Janet. Come on in,” I replied, trying to keep my cool.

As he walked into the bathroom, I couldn’t help but stare at his firm ass. I felt my pussy getting wet just thinking about what I was going to do.

“So, where’s the faucet?” he asked, turning around.

“Right there,” I said, pointing to the sink.

As he bent down to take a look, I couldn’t resist any longer. I walked up behind him and placed my hand on his shoulder.

“Mr. Paul, I have to tell you something,” I said, my voice shaking with excitement.

He turned around, and I could see the curiosity in his eyes.

“What is it?” he asked.

I didn’t say a word. Instead, I leaned in and kissed him deeply. He responded with equal passion, and I could feel his hard dick pressing against my thigh.

Without breaking our kiss, I undid his pants and pulled them down, revealing his massive cock. I wrapped my hand around it and started stroking it gently.

“Fuck, Madam Janet, you’re so hot,” he muttered, breaking our kiss.

I smiled and dropped to my knees, taking his dick in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the tip, teasing him, before taking him all the way in. He moaned with pleasure as I sucked and stroked him.

After a few minutes, he pulled me up and pushed me against the wall. He lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties, revealing my wet pussy. He slid a finger inside me, and I moaned with pleasure.

“You’re so fucking wet, Madam Janet,” he said, his voice low and husky.

He replaced his finger with his dick, and I gasped as he filled me up. He started thrusting hard and fast, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

“Fuck, Mr. Paul, I’m going to cum,” I moaned.

He didn’t slow down, and I came hard, my pussy clenching around his dick. He kept fucking me until he came too, his hot load filling me up.

We both stood there, panting and spent.

“I didn’t know plumbers could be so good,” I joked, breaking the silence.

He laughed and pulled out, putting his dick back in his pants.

“I didn’t know housewives could be so hot,” he replied, winking at me.

As he left, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. It was a risky move, but it was worth it. I had never felt so alive and turned on.

And as I looked at the fixed faucet, I couldn’t help but smile. It was a reminder of that day, a day I would never forget.

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