(Based on a suggestion by Anon. Thanks to a different Anon for the better title!)
Chapter 1: Sunday
Caitlyn sat on her couch, lazily flipping through the channels, finding nothing interesting to watch. Somehow, her husband had activated the long-dormant V-chip in her television to block all the sexy channels. What a joke! As if he really cared if she played with herself. Every night, when he came home from his job as president of his own beef jerky factory, he was too tired to give her the sweet loving she craved. He just took off his suit and went straight to sleep, as if undoing his tie deflated him like a punching bag struck with darts. Whenever she woke up, no matter how early, he was already gone.
At her side, still pleasingly warm, was a pizza. She nibbled at a single slice, but... she didn't like pizza that much. She only ordered it to bring a hopefully handsome pizza delivery man to her house. She dressed in her smallest nightgown to entice the delivery boy into giving her the extra sausage... but to no avail. Since when were there ever GAY pizza delivery boys? Who let that happen? She didn't remember voting for that.
But perhaps there was salvation awaiting her, as she heard a repair van pull up to the front of her house. She distantly saw the denim-plad delivery of dick marching up her front walk through an open window. They knocked twice on the door, and Caitlyn sprung from the couch like a frog.
Quickly checking her appearance in the mirror near the door and finding it satisfyingly alluring, Caitlyn threw open the door with her best pout and low-lidded stare of barely restrained desire.
And then she saw the plumber. A curvy woman in a jumpsuit, the zipper apparently unable to rise high enough to cover her cleavage, her wavy blonde hair hidden under an orange cap. She had a few smudges of dark grease on her cheeks that looked like someone had deliberately placed them there. She carried a large red adjustable wrench over her shoulders.
"You called for a plumber?" Asked the plumber.
Caitlyn groaned loudly, rolling her eyes, and she closed the door in her face. Gay pizza boys, lady plumbers... what's next? A dog playing basketball? She got a few steps away from the door before the plumber knocked again. Caitlyn turned around and opened it again. The plumber was still there.
"Well, don't just stand there, come in!" Caitlyn shouted. The plumber stepped in after wiping their feet on the welcome mat, though they didn't feel very welcome. "What's your name?"
"Selena, miss." The plumber introduced herself.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Selena. The problem is over here." Caitlyn brought her into the kitchen, where the faucet was running nearly full-blast into an empty sink, directly into the drain.
Selena looked at the faucet and gently cocked her head. Working on her first hypothesis of what might be wrong, she turned the cold water knob with her finger. The water flow slowed and then ceased.
"Oh, was that all I needed? What a donkey I am." Caitlyn said insincerely. "Well, here's four hundred dollars. Now get out of my house."
"If I didn't know better..." Selena removed her hat and held it in both hands. "I would think you only called a plumber to see if you could score an old-fashioned, consequence-deprived banging from a big, strong plumber with a hairy chest and a giant dick."
"I don't like hairy chests." Caitlyn pouted. "And what do you care? You got your money."
"Well... I'm free for the next hour." Selena advanced on Caitlyn, closing the gap between them and gently caressing Caitlyn's breast with her knuckle. Caitlyn didn't back away, the light bulb going off in her head a moment later.
"Oh!" Caitlyn gasped. "Well... you're very pretty. Maybe pretty enough that I should be jealous. But... I'm not into women."
Selena was undeterred, pressing forward until their breasts touched, and then their stomachs. "Are you sure?"
Caitlyn felt something pressing against her thigh, something hard building in the leg of her jumpsuit. She looked up to Selena, who was wearing a growing smile.
"You can touch it." The plumber suggested. Caitlyn gently rubbed the warm shaft through the fabric, reaching the tip as it slowly advanced further down her leg until it edged just past her knee.
"No way." Caitlyn whispered.
Selena stepped back.
"Pardon me, but I need to get out of this jumpsuit." Selena slid her shoulders out of the jumpsuit, freeing her breasts and sliding them down her wide hips. As she lowered the jumpsuit, she revealed her cock pinned against her left leg, revealing it inch-by-inch until it finally came free as the leg of her jumpsuit passed her knee. The rest of the jumpsuit fell to a pile at her feet.
Caitlyn stared at the newly free member. It really was as long as Selena's thigh. The head was now poised between Selena's breasts. Far below the head, her balls were perfectly smooth and of similar enormous size.
Once she reckoned what she was seeing, Caitlyn jumped to her knees and quickly made the sign of the cross before raking her tongue on the underside of Selena's cock. Rolling her head back on her shoulders, Selena dropped the wrench to the carpet. Caitlyn continued to lick the huge hot cock until it was shiny with spit. She clutched it by the base and brought it down just a bit so she could get the head into her mouth.
Sadly, Caitlyn had never had a dick like this to practice deep-throat on, so she only got about a third of the magnificent cock in her mouth before she ran out of mouth. The rest of it, still enough dick to leave her plenty satisfied, she wrapped her hand around and rubbed up and down, her fingers not able to reach fully around its girth. Her other hand gently fondled her balls, those two heavy orbs surely filled with something wonderful.
Selena pushed Caitlyn off her knob, a strand of aroused slobber connecting the tip and her mouth like a strand of spider web. "Don't you want to have some fun?" Selena smiled.
"This IS fun." Caitlyn said, keeping one hand on the base of Selena's cock, afraid it might escape if she released it.
"Let's try something else." Selena said. "But first, I need to get my boots off, because I can't get this jumpsuit off with them on." Selena scooted to a nearby chair with the lack of grace of anyone who'd run out of toilet paper. She forced her boots off and removed the jumpsuit.
Finally seeing Selena fully nude, Caitlyn was even more impressed with the size of the thing. It was longer than her forearm. She didn't know if she could take the whole thing, but... just as they rearranged furniture in her living room to make room for her surround sound system, she would somehow make it work.
Selena stepped in closer and gently brushed the spaghetti straps of Caitlyn's negligee off her shoulders, the tiny garment dropping to the floor. Caitlyn's big breasts heaved deeply, her stiff nipples free to be pinched gently in Selena's hands. Caitlyn shuddered and bit her lower lip as Selena's soft lips delicately teased the soft flesh of her breasts, ending with a single kiss on each nipple.
