It was just after the 2020 election when the Plumber called my husband. I remember vividly because Hubby was not happy with the results, and had been in a foul mood for days. He had gone back to the office a month or so earlier which was comforting, though people were still masking. The kids were back in school which also helped to at least give me some free time during the days between pick ups and drop offs, and errands, and the rest of the SAHM life. My mornings would often start with a round of orgasms, dreaming about the stranger with the big dick who had fucked me so well, and left me walking funny for a week afterwards. It hurt so good, and reminded me of a few conquests as a younger version of myself. And a desire to have a lot more of it in my life again.

Please don't get me wrong. I love my husband, I love my kids, I love my life as a mom. And he does fuck me quite well when he wants to, and has inventive ways even of pleasing me when he doesn't. But sometimes he seems to have no interest, or to just be going through the motions, even when I try to dress up, or not dress up, sometimes its just like he is a million miles away, and to be honest I am a girl who need attention. Not always, not all day, but still, sometimes I need all eyes on me. That's what I remembered most about the Plumber, his eyes were on me from the moment we met till the moment we left, and he seemed to thoroughly enjoy everything he saw, and to be honest, I enjoy showing him even more.

We were arguing at the time, I don't quite remember over what, more squabbling about some topic in the news like the election, or some household issue like money. He makes an excellent living, and we are not uncomfortable, but he feels like I'm don't budget enough, which I disagree with completely, I think he's just a bit to stingy some times. We were mid squabble when the phone rang. He answered it a bit gruffly, and then a bit nicer was verbally nodding along, like he did when he spoke to his bosses on Zoom. He looked at me, and covered the mouthpiece.

"Do you mind if the guy comes to replace the hot water heater tomorrow? He wants to come at 7?"

I did my best to hold a poker face, but inside I was screaming "FUCK YES PLEASE!". With everything I had to keep my tone down, slightly annoyed I responded.

"Seven? Really? And tomorrow? Do I need to be here? I need to do groceries and start doing Xmas stuff", I tried to look annoyed as I said it.

"But if he has to, I suppose I can go after the kids get home"

Hubby smiled at me pleasantly, and then spoke again to the Plumber.

"Okay," he said "my wife will be here for the days, I usually leave at 6:30 with the kids, but she can let you in, and will be here if you need anything"

He was smiling as he hung up. Like the entire past few days had completely been forgotten.

"He's giving us a huge discount. Apologized it took so long with the supply chain stuff. Said he will do for $2500 total installed!" he was ecstatic.

To myself I was wondering if he would be so ecstatic if he know what earned him that deep discount. The next morning was a little hectic. Hubby decided to stay late to wait for the man to get here. I had to change plans, and clothes, last minute, opting for a pink fuzzy track suit, with a big white zipper, and for the moment an old worn Led Zeppelin tee shirt that belong to my husband in college and that I had repossessed as my own. It was soft and comfy and getting a bit to well worn in spots, but it looked suitable frumpy, and was my average daily Mom attire anyways so would not draw much attention.

Hubby met him at the door when the bell rang, and they were busy conversing when I came towards them from the kitchen. The plumber looked a bit disappointed, but as I caught his eye I gave him a subtle eye roll followed by licking my lips and smiling, and subtly adjusting my zipper down a little further. Hubby was still babbling on about therms, or BTUs or some such, and then glanced back at me.

"Well anyway," he droned "I've got to get to work. Kiki can show you where the shut off is, and anything else you need."

He shook the man's hand and then give me a kiss on the cheek, and out the door he went. The kids were still in the kitchen, their buses started coming in a few minutes, and I was eager to get the man alone. I waved to hubby from the door, and then turned to close it. He was standing there, hands in pockets again, with a silly little grin on his face. I looked into his eyes a moment, they were a dark brown, with copper flecks in them, and his head was completely shaven now, and his goatee had grown longer, and showing signs of gray.

I let my eyes wander, from his face, to his crotch, back to his face. For a few moments we just stood there. Finally I smiled and said nervously,

"I have to get the kids off to school, you remember where everything is?"

He nodded, and without a word turn and headed to the basement door. I walked back into the kitchen, grabbed lunches and book bags for my two older boys, and sent them to wait for their bus. My daughter's bus came a half hour later, by the time she left he was already hauling the old heater up the stair on a hand truck. He wheeled it to the door, and then perhaps to try to impress me, hauled it up onto his shoulder and carried it to his van.

I was standing in the door, waving to the bus when he turn to come back in. I was already soaked, and my whole body was trembling to try him again. But I wanted to make him work a little harder for me this time. Still, as he approached I unzipped my top completely. As my daughter was heading out the door I had slipped it off, and my top quickly back on.

It hung down temptingly, revealing only my belly, and the top of my g-string that I had pulled up into a whale tale for him. My track pants were low on my hips, revealing the top of my hairy mound and my full curvature. His look was hungry and full of desire which pleased me very much. I stepped back from the door way, and turned and sashayed down the hall a bit for him, my head turned to be sure his eyes were on my fat round ass, as of course they were.

I stopped at the open basement door and turned again to face him. I cocked my hips a little, and pushed out my chest hoping a little something might peek out. It did not however, much to my chagrin. I met his gaze with my own, and spoke softly, trying to sound innocent as possible; all of my naughty thoughts aside.

"So, how long will it take you to finish, ummmm?" I asked, pausing, realizing to that point I had never bothered learning his name.

"Daniel?" It was right there on his coveralls. As was his visibly expanding bulge. I looked down a moment to admire it, then back at him.

"Oh don't you worry now none missy" he said in his sweet drawl, "I'll have you hot and wet again in no time"

He was grinning as I said it. It clearly delighted him, and it truly delighted me too that he remembered. I wanted him to be thinking about me as much as I had been perseverating over him. That statement confirmed to me he was. I tried hard not to smile, not to blush, though I could feel the warmth of blood rushing to my face, and nipples, and clit. I was already swollen and achy, and had been resisting the urge to touch myself even a little since I heard he was coming.

Now he was here and I didn't want him to leave. I wanted to take my time with him. Before he could quite reach me i stepped back, turned to show him my ass again, and looking back asked "Coffee? Lots of cream and sugar?"

He smiled. He turn and headed down the stairs saying,

"Give me about 45 minutes to an hour"

I put the coffee on, and sat down. My needs were weak, and my pussy was hungry. My whole body was aching for his touch, for his gaze. I wanted to hold his attention. I wanted to be ogled, groped, fondled, probed. I wanted to be his pleasure doll and his cum rag. I want to worship his dick like an altar, and drink his cum like it was ambrosia.

The coffee had been ready for 20 minutes. I was still trying to catch my breath. My heart was pounding in my chest and throbbing in my ears and in my pussy, making it twitch involuntarily. I went to the sink and poured myself a glass of water, sipping it slowly. I looked at the clock, it was only 8am. I went to the liquor cabinet in the dining room and poured myself a straight vodka, as solid 3 fingers. I downed most of it in the first swallow. I could feel it tingle down my throat. It made me just a little numb in the face for a moment, but more importantly it silenced my brain long enough for me to act.

I poured the coffees, my hands shaking at first, but steadying as I poured in the cream and sugar. I took of my top completely, and then decided to drop my bottoms as well, leaving only my red g-string covering nearly nothing. I stepped out of my socks, and pulled a pair of 6in Spike heels from the kitchen cabinet where I had hidden them the night before. It had been years since I had worn them. But the felt good, and with my already 5'10 frame they really showed of my legs and ass perfectly.

I picked up the coffees, one in each hand, and carefully descend the stairs to the basement. It was cold down there, and my nipple became immediate hard like diamonds, and my skin prickled a little. I was having second thoughts, but as I rounded the corner I could see him working. He had the new heater in place, and was fiddling with something at the bottom. His back was to me, and he was on his hands and knees, which was exactly where I wanted him.

He was still on his knees when I got to the closet door. I didn't want to get closer, in case the coffee spilled.

"Coffee's ready" I said softly

He was clearly startled, and when he turned around he was visibly in shock. Jaw dropped, eyes wide, tongue out.

"See something you like?" I asked playfully, holding a mug out towards him.

He was staring at my cunt. It was hot, and red, and swollen. It had been aching for him for months, and since he called the night before it had been engorged and painful. My lips were swollen tight and there was a steady flow of juice running down my inner thighs, and down my knees, soon it would be in my shoes.

I stepped my right leg out to widen my stance and give him a full view of my swollen meaty lips, and my thick engorged bean. My clit was twitching, begging to be touched. My belly was warm and achy, my nipples hard and swollen. My whole body trembling just a little under his gaze.

He reached up and took the mug from my hand finally. He was nodding slowly as he did so, mouth still agape.

"Almost done?" I asked. Taking a sip of the coffee

He was studying me for a moment. Or maybe still ogling. Either way his coveralls were behaving like a tent again, and my eye were fixed on it immediately as it began to grow.

"Just need to test it" he said, "But, gotta let it warm up a bit first"

I smiled.

"Oh!" I squealed happily, "What ever shall we do in the mean time?"

I set my coffee down on top of one of the kids bookshelves, and stepped towards him. He was still on his knees and I grabbed the back of his head and began to smother his face with my hairy wet box. He gladly began sucking and slurping and my clit, and lapping his tongue into my cunt. I moan delightfully, and started to ride his face with my pussy. His hands reached up my legs, and grabbed to great handfuls of my ass cheeks, pulling me harder into his face.

I started cumming almost immediately, and my cum was dripping all down his face, and chin. As my orgasm tremors started to subside, I got down on my knees and started kissing him, kissing his face, hungrily lapping my juices of his goatee. He was pawing me, squeezing my tits, grabbing my ass. I started unbuttoning his coveralls, and wriggled him out of them, he was complete naked beneath, and his large delicious dick came flopping out in front of me.

I squealed again, excited to see it in full glory again. I immediately grabbed hold of it, and started working the shaft with my hands, will gobbling and licking at the head with mouth and tongue. He grabbed the back of my head and started trying to force himself down my gullet. I did my best to relax and take him in. I had put a ton of saliva on his cock and i could feel his massive head slide past the back of my mouth and into my throat. I gagged slightly but fought it, eyes watering, I looked up at him, and tried to relax a little more. There was a gentle, satisfying pop as I took him into my throat, and using my gullet, swallowed and pulled his head inward sucking him down. I managed to take nearly half of him in before fully gagging on him, my whole body convulsing, and forcing his massive manhood back out.

He was eager now, seeing what I could manage, and began forcibly fucking my face. He grabbed to big fistfuls of my hair, on either side of my head and began pulling me onto him while humping his cock into me. I was gagging and reeling, gasping for air, trying to breath through his nose as he use my throat like a fleshlight. He was strong, and powerful, and I had no desire to resist him, even if I could. I gagged again, hard, nearly puking. Full on tears streaming down my face now.

"Yeah." He said softly "Dirty little cunt. You like that. Don't you. You like gagging on this dick"

He thrust it in deeper this time, I let him have me. I didn't fight. I nearly passed out before he pulled his cock out, and let me drop to the floor. I was crying, not in pain, from choking. I gagged a few times on the floor, convulsing. He stopped over top of me.

"You got a nice fat ass baby", he said, giving it a good slap.

I turned my head to face him. Eyes full of tears. But I lifted my ass high in the air. and got onto my knees, putting my face flat on the floor, presenting my pussy and ass to him. Without another word or warning he grabbed hold of my hips, and guided his big pipe into my waiting soaked cunny. I was dripping already, and as he pushed inside me I began to shake with orgasm, over orgasm, my whole vagina contracting against his thick organ. He had be by both hands and was penetrating me deep now, his hips bouncing of my ass , his balls smacking my clit, and the massive meaty tool driving from head to hilt into me.

I began to grunt. Not moan, not scream, but grunt, as I could feel his thick apple head finding bottom in my cunt and stretching out my back wall, finding that magic button inside. I was losing myself in it now, thrusting my hips back against him.

Uhhhhnnggggggggg

Jamming back hard now, my pussy convulsing, my ass cheeks bouncing

Uhhhhhhhnggggggg

"Fuck!" he exclaimed while he was pounding me "Goddamn that a good pussy, and a nice fat ass" He slapped it again, and I squealed in delight, riding back into him harder and harder to meet his stroke.

It was gripping him and convulsing in orgasmic delight around his huge cock.

Unnnnngggggaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh

I lost it, and cum began squirting out of me. All over his cock, balls, belly, and legs. I was shaking and convulsing, and grunting.

Unnnnnnnngggggaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh

I bucked him out, my pussy squeezing him back in a massive orgasmic contraction. Cum spraying everywhere, as steady long stream of water juice shooting from my pee hole, while a constant flow of now creamy white cum dripped from deep inside by cunt.

I was laying on the cold concrete floor, naked in a puddle of cum and juice. Collapsed.

"Mmmmm" he said "Your a real dirty whore. I'm gonna enjoy using you bitch"

He wasn't done with me. I was too exhausted in that moment to get what was coming, but a moment later I felt my asshole stretching and that huge meat missile trying to push its way inside. He was gathering up my pussy juices, and cum off his belly and balls and greasing up his cock with them, and using it to grease up my hole. I hadn't done anal in a long time, and never with such a big dick. I was suddenly afraid, and tried to squirm away, but he had me pinned with his legs and his weight. So instead I leaned forward, and let myself open for him, pushing back on my sphincter to try to except him into my tight balloon knot.

"Yea" he said "I knew you liked to get that fat ass of yours fucked. All you rich stay at home bitches like to get fucked like whores"

He was thrusting himself into me, and I was no longer fighting him. My hole was expanding no matter what I did, and it started to feel too good not to let him. His big dick pushing up into my asshole. I had missed being stretched there, and although it wasn't in my plans, I was enjoying being used like his personal cum doll.

"Yeah, fuck that a goddamn tight ass hole, you fat bitch" he was balls deep into me now and seemed to be trying to go further. He smacked my ass again with delight and the lifted my cheek to drive himself in further. He had me bent up like a pretzel, striding over me, pushing his dick down into my butt. I was at full gape. Dilatated, and as he pulled out of me each time he would pause and admire it
then plunge his cock deep back inside.

Finally he started cumming hard. Hot gobs of his goo were launching into my ass. He pulled out and kept cumming while stroking his big dick. He came everywhere, on my ass, my back, my hair, my belly. I turned over for him and let him come on my face.

"Dirty whore" he said

"MMMmmmm" I purred. "Use me more. Use me like the dirty bitch I am, fuck my fat ass till you drain you balls"

I don't think he was expecting it. But I gathered myself up, put my face back on the floor, got back on my knees, and ass now high in the air said

"Again!"


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