“Yo baby!” he said, leering at her. “I hear you got a little problem with yer plumbing.”
She trembled as she looked at him. He was six feet four and a half inches of muscled machismo--a ripped and chiseled specimen of perfect manhood. She felt herself blush as her nipples grew hard under the transparent silk nighty she had answered the door in. Damn, I should have worn something under this, she realized.
Without waiting for a response, he pushed past her into the house. He couldn’t just violate her home like this, she thought with alarm, thrusting himself inside without being invited! She shivered as he briefly pressed against her.
“Wait! You can’t come--” “Listen baby,” he interrupted, “I can and I did. Now where exactly is this…problem?” he asked, spinning to face her, hands on his hips and a cocky grin on his handsome face.
“Well…” she couldn’t meet his piercing gaze, “It’s right here….under my…My sink!”
He smirked and spun back away. He could see she was flustered. He was used to having that effect on the bitches. They always reacted that way to his raw manly presence.
“That sink there?” he said, flexing as he pointed. He heard her gasp, then nod and quickly look away. He stared at her then, appraising--slowly and sensually running his eyes down her curvaceous figure. She was five feet two and one quarter inches of blond haired, blue eyed babe. She looked to be barely eighteen. Her perky double D breasts topped with diamond hard nipples, poking through a translucent silk nighty that revealed the shadow of her hairless pubic region clearly.
He could tell she was innocent. Probably her dickless hubby had only screwed her once on their wedding night, just to get that virgin shit out of the way. Then the loser had probably gone back to men, leaving her frustrated and yearning for a real man. He knew the signs, he was a plumber and saw them every damn day.
He slowly turned and strutted over to the sink. Then, dropping his tool box, he bent over and looked inside the cabinet.
“It’s wet down there!” She said, staring at his perfect ass clad in skin tight blue denim.
“Yeah, toots. I just got to screw this…” he paused, then smirked at her, “This nipple… down tight. And, I got just the tool to do it! I might need to get a nut though, baby. You wouldn’t mind helping me with that would ya?” And with that he lay on his back on the floor and stuck his head inside the cabinet.
She took the opportunity to check him out. Oh My God! she thought to herself. Is that his cock in his pants? It can’t possibly be, it’s just way too big! Like a giant serpent sleeping in his trousers. Like that movie, Anaconda! She had never imagined anything like that--
She was interrupted by him speaking. “Come over here and hold this light for me babe.”
Meekly she obeyed, walking over and crouching down next to where he was lying, then she took the light he was holding out to her. With a gasp she realized that he could see all the way up her nighty to her hairless pussy. I really should have dressed before getting the door! she thought, blushing again as she tried to cover herself.
