My hubby and I live in Sperry, OK, which is a lowly town just outside of Tulsa. We have a quaint picayune planetary house in a quiet vicinity, which is just about perfect for the two of us. several months ago the plumbing in our kitchen started acting up. Ken, my husband, told me to anticipate a plumber and have soul come to the house to see what was wrong. The plumbing party told me they were sending Travis, an experienced service man, so I could be confident that he'd take aid of me.

Being mid-summer it was already hot in OK, and would get even hotter by the afternoon, so I was trying to stay cool in a abruptly summer dress that buttoned down the front, with no bra or panties underneath. I spent most summer days around the business firm like this, so didn't really give it much cerebration. But I probably should birth known that my apparel was a bit too short to be going commando, and a bit too melt off to be going bra-less….especially given my big, 35E breasts.

It was about 10 am when Travis arrived, so my husband had already left for workplace. No problem….I let Travis in and showed him to the kitchen where the plumbery issuing was. I couldn't ignore the appreciative glimpse he kept throwing at my swaying tits underneath my summer garb as we walked from the front threshold to the kitchen. I also couldn't service but bill that Travis was a fairly attractive guy who obviously stayed in salutary chassis for someone in his belated thirty-something. He was wearing a caller shirt and loose khakis, and once I saw him ogling my boobs, I couldn't help but coup d'oeil at the growing bulge in his shorts. It was big ! I smiled to myself as I explained the problem we were having under the kitchen sink.

Travis listened to the symptoms I described, then opened the cabinet under the sink and crawled halfway in, checking out the connectors between the dishwasher, garbage garbage disposal and main sink. As he lay there on his spinal column with his principal, sleeve and chest hidden by the sideboard, I took my time checking out the package between his legs. I was a bit surprised to notice that his boxers had ridden up on his second joint and the head of his farsighted shaft was actually sticking about an inch below the bottom of his loose short pants. As he poked and jostled around under the sink cabinet, his shorts kept riding up his thigh even further, and after a few arcminute I could see a full 2 column inch of his turncock hanging below the hem of his shorts.

I stood next to the counter as he checked out the leaking pipes, and when he had figured it out, he pulled his head from under the cabinet to severalize me what the problem was. His eyes focused immediately under my attire, and onto my au naturel pussy lips between my slightly bed cover leg. He continued eyeing my fork as he told me I had three different issues causing the passing water under the sink. As he explained the problem, I glanced over to his privates and noticed that his shaft had grown and was now sticking out past the hem of his shorts by at least 4 in, and starting to separate out against the fabric trying to arrest it in. I couldn't help but observation that my pussy was getting moist, and my nipples were getting cockeyed, causing blow to seem through the lean material of my dress.

When he finished explaining the outflow issues he'd found, I told him we needed to call my married man to see how he wanted this handled. He agreed, and we both stepped into the house room to make the call. I sat on one position of the sofa, with my elbow resting on the arm of the sofa as I called Ken at the berth. As soon as Ken answered, I began describing the problem, as Travis had relayed it to me. As this conversation got going, I looked over at Travis, who was standing future to where I sat on the lounge, and with a sly grin on his brass, he unzipped his fly and fished out his growing cock. My supercilium shot up, and I looked from his cock up to Travis'eyes and back again to his dick. It was Brobdingnagian ! It wasn't fully tumid yet, but it was already about 9"long, and looked to be very thick.

I surprised myself, and maybe Travis, too, when I didn't say anything about this to Ken. Instead, I just kept discussing the plumbing issues Travis had found, while keeping my eyes focused on the massive pole Travis had gripped in his hand. Taking this as a green illumination, Travis stepped closer and actually stuck the tip of his semi-hard pecker into my sassing as I was listening to Ken's reply. I variety of surprised myself even more by taking Travis'cock deeper into my mouth and quietly sucking on it while Ken was talking. When I needed to respond to a question Ken asked, I pulled Travis'prick from my mouth with my hand, and started stroking it as I answered Ken.

At one point Ken asked to speak with Travis, so I handed the phone up to him as I continued jerking his cock with my other hand. As Ken asked Travis for more details, I put Travis'now fully erect putz back into my backtalk, bobbing my head back and forth on it, as I pumped the shaft with my hand. Travis looked down at me and smiled as he continued answering Ken's questions. Then, as he held the phone in his leave alone hired man, he reached down with his aright hired hand and unbuttoned the button on my sundress, allowing my big teat to tip out. While he provided more detail to Ken on the phone, he massaged my dummy with his devoid hand, occasionally pinching my stiffening nipples. Meanwhile I kept jerking his shaft, while I sucked on the head of his cock deep in my mouth.

In a surprisal move, Travis pulled his stiff rod out of my sass, pulled my unbuttoned frock off, and turned me around so that my naked ass and pussy were facing him, and my arms and shoulders were facing the back of the sofa….all while continuing his account to Ken on the phone. With his free hand he lined up the question of his 10"rod with my soak pussy lips and, with a immense thrust, shoved his rock severely pecker trench into my slit. I stifled a moan as he started ramming his slam into and out of my wet pussy, hitting all the right spots with his monumental member. In a perfect good example of horrific timing, Ken asked Travis to bridge player the earphone back to me. So, as I knelt on the sofa, with my vagina being hammered from behind, while my heavy tit swung wildly beneath me, I listened to Ken assure me what he'd agreed to own Travis do.

"So, do you make all that, Monica ?"Ken asked.

Trying desperately not to let him listen my grunt and groan, I said,"Yeah….I think I got all of it."

Meanwhile, Travis had picked up the pace and was slamming his prick into my cunt with abandon. I stuffed my hand in my oral fissure as an amazing climax ripped through my consistence. Ken was telling me which money box account statement to pay the plumbing system bill with, and ( fortunately ) didn't sense that I was creaming all over Travis'huge dick as he spoke. As I was trying to quietly enjoy my flood tide, Travis suddenly grabbed my hips, shoved his dickhead as far into me as it would go and exploded inside me, sending circle of cum deep into my puss. Fortunately, he only let out a low growl as he ejaculated, which Ken didn't hear on his end of the phone, since he was still talking.

Travis finished pumping his seed into my pussy, then just continued slowly sliding his softening cock in and out of my dripping wet cunt as we both caught our breath. Once Ken had told me everything he needed me to do, we both said our bye,"I love you's ”, and ended the call.

Travis and I looked at each other and smiled…."holy place crap, that was great !"he said.

"I know, right ?"I said.

He said,"OK, I've got to get to work now ”, and he walked into the kitchen with his dick still hanging out of his khaki's, swinging back and Forth River as he walked, like he didn't have a care in the world.

I put my clothes back on and buttoned just the bottom two buttons, leaving my bare tits to shimmy and swing as I followed Travis into the kitchen. I've always enjoyed the impression of my unshackled boobs bouncing around after I've orgasmed, so this was adding to my post-climax pleasure. As Travis stuck his head and shoulders back under the cesspit, I took a towel and cleaned the mix of cum and pussy juice from my dripping bit, then watched him work his plumbing magic as we chatted. I couldn't aid myself…..my center kept locking onto his spent tool, still hanging out of his shorts and draped across one thigh, as he lay on his binding working under the sink.

After a few minutes I moved from standing by the sideboard to sitting on the floor next to his hips. I reached over with my script and began gently stroking his flaccid dig, occasionally toying a little with the big mushroom head. Travis moaned in hold and go around his legs a little, but otherwise just keep open working on the sink. After a few minutes of jerking his pecker like this, the temptation got the ripe of me, and I leaned over and sucked the tip of his pecker into my mouth. I began sliding my head up and down on his turncock, feeling it stiffen in my script and oral cavity. Travis'moans got a slight louder, and in no time he was fully erect again. I continued pumping his shaft with my script and sucking the tip of his dick with my sassing for various minutes, enjoying the noises Travis was making from inside the cesspool cabinet.

Suddenly, Travis caught his intimation, pushed his rock arduous rod deep into my mouth, and shot a monumental load of cum down my throat, rocking his hips in cycle with my pumping hand as he did. He kept shoving his hip joint into my case, over and over, as he continued shooting streams of jizzm into my mouth. I swallowed his entire load, sucking and licking his prick clean when he was finally done cumming. Afterwards I entertained myself by fondling and stroking Travis'flaccid rooster as he continued working on the job with the sink.

When he was finally done, I wrote him a baulk for his work, then went with him to the front door….me toying with his dangling dick, and him playing with my tits while we walked. At the door, I shoved his cock back inside his khaki's and pulled up his zip, while he gave my dope a final squeeze before slipping them back inside my garb and buttoning me up.

I said,"That was astonishing, Travis…..I really enjoyed it."With a grinning, I added,"But, honestly, I hope we never have to call up you again."

He laughed and said,"I totally get that. I hope you don't need to call me again, either."

As I closed the door behind him, I smiled and thought to myself,"I definitely know who I'll visit the adjacent time my plumbing needs some attention. ”