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The Plumber
Single and 36 years old, Lynn was
beginning to wonder if there would ever be a guy in her life.
She had worked hard at school and at her job and had managed to
buy a home for herself and, she had a number of good friends
that she invariably would have great times with. She loved to
party and was always ready to laugh but there was something missing
in her life and she knew it. At 36 years old she was a virgin.
She had never had a cock in her hand or in her pussy or even in
her mouth and, although she would use her oversized dildo and
vibrator almost every night and cum explosively, she had never
felt a real cock and she wanted to - desperately.
Over the past fifteen years, Lynn had tried hard to lose some
weight. Her girlfriends would always tell her that she had such
a pretty face and if she could only lose some of her three
hundred pounds she would never have a problem attracting men. As
hard as she tried, Lynn could never lose more than 50 pounds and
it always seemed to creep back with a vengeance. She had even
contemplated finding some male prostitute to finally break her
virgin twat but could never quite bring herself to do it.
It was a Friday afternoon when, coming home from work at the
end of a work week, she opened the front door of her house to
see water trickling down the stairs. Panic-stricken, Lynn hauled
her 300 pound frame up the stairs thinking that she had left her
bathtub running. It was not the bathtub, nor the sink. The water
appeared to be coming from a pipe behind the wall and, although
she had learned to deal with most situations, she knew this
would be beyond her ability. Pulling her tired body down to the
basement, Lynn turned off the main water supply then went back
to the kitchen to find an emergency plumbing service. After
making four calls, she finally found a plumber who could make a
call but she was told it would likely be around midnight and it
would cost her $500.00 for the call plus usual charges. After
agreeing to the exorbitant amount, Lynn sighed and called her
girlfriends to tell them she would not be going out with them.
The evening seemed to drag on and the clock finally struck
midnight and then one in the morning. She knew it would have
been pointless to call the plumber and decided that he would not
show up until the next morning. Lynn went upstairs to her room
and took off her business suit and was about to put on her
nightie when the door bell rung. "Shit," she muttered, "Isn't it
always the way." Throwing on her robe, she went downstairs to
answer the door. "Who is it?" she called through the frosted
glass of the door.
"You called for a plumber ma'am?" responded a
man's strong voice.
Without another word, Lynn opened the door to the plumber. He
was a good looking man and certainly on the rugged side who had
obviously been out on previous calls that night evidenced by the
thin film of grime on his face and hands. Lynn also notices
something else about him. He did not seem to sneer at her size
as other men had in her past. In fact, she thought, he almost
appeared to be happy to see her. After explaining the problem,
she followed the plumber upstairs to the bathroom. Apart from a
bit of water that continued to seep from beneath the sink, Lynn
had cleaned up all evidence of the flood. After examining what
he could visually without locating a split pipe, he asked Lynn
to go to the basement and turn on the main water supply quickly
so he could locate the area of the problem. Following his
instructions, Lynn departed and, after turning the water on and
waiting 2 minutes, turned it off again.
"You have a pretty bad problem here misses," the plumber said
without waiting for her to get fully into the bathroom. "The
pipe looks like it has burst behind the wall and the whole line
is going to have to be replaced. I am not going to be able to do
it tonight."
Without warning, tears welled up in Lynn's eyes. "How am I
going to have a shower? Or cook? Or do anything that needs
water? When can you get it fixed?"
The plumber was now on his feet and at Lynn's side. "It will
probably not be until Monday now. I am going to have to bring in
the proper materials to do this right for you." Then, pausing
and looking at the visibly upset woman, he went on to say, "If
you don't mind a bit of a mess I might be able to do a temporary
repair on it that will hold until we get the entire line
replaced."
It might have been the fact that Lynn was tired or some sense
of an attraction to this plumber, but Lynn surprised the man by
wrapping her arms around him and whispered "Oh, could you
please? I need to have my showers."
He chuckled as she hugged him and, to her surprise, he neither pulled back or let her go. An unusual feeling came over Lynn and, where it began as an innocent gesture, she found herself pressing against her plumber.
She also felt something that, in all of her 36 years, had never
felt before. Pressing against her abdomen was something that
seemed to be hard and growing. Lynn let out a soft whimper. He
slowly released her and she stepped back, involuntarily looking
down at a bulge beneath his loose-fitted coveralls. Lynn could
feel her pussy begin to get wet and the nipples of her oversized
tits get hard. There was a short pause of unease in both Lynn
and her plumber who, stuttering, said he had better get started.
To her dismay, he turned his attention from her and began to rip
at the wall beneath her sink. She moved more slowly than usual
as she descended the stairs to the living room to wait for him
to finish his work and forced herself to stay awake.
Lynn's mind filled with the
sensation of feeling his cock pressing against her belly and, as
she closed her eyes, her hands began to caress her breasts and
then moved down between her legs to feel the wet that he had
created between her thick thighs. At that moment, she wanted
desperately to go to her room and retrieve her vibrator and
masturbate but she knew that he would have heard her moaning in
ecstasy. So, she lightly fingered her wet cunt and, with one
hand muffling her groan, she inserted her fingers deep inside
her wet tunnel and released her desires wishing that she had
his hard cock buried inside of her.
by DCS O'Malley
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