Mike was a plumber. He was a handsome white guy 25 years old, and being a plumber he always liked all this stories about construction workers, carpenters and other working guys coming to the call and fucks some bored housewife occasionally. But, unfortunately, he never get the chance to fuck someone in this circumstances himself. All the calls was boring, the housewives old and ugly, and then they were young and pretty, they paid no attention to him at all. So he liked this stories, but never hoped that anything of that kind will happen to him in real life.
So today early in the morning he gets a call. Mike lifted up the receiver and heard a charming young voice with some accent, telling him about a plumbing problem. So he answered that he will come later, about a two hours or something like that, cause he had other calls waiting. And, as he arrived and rang at the door of the small house, he was little upset about the girl that called him. Who is she? How she looks like? The day was hot and the sun was high in the sky. He rang again, impatiently. How long he will stay here and wait for this bitch to open the door?
Door opened at last, and Mike saw a young pretty girl. She was not more than 18 years old, blonde with a long hair, dressed in a short blue skirt and small red top with some golden flowers colored on it. Under that shirt and top was definitely perfect body: small tits, tanned skin, long nice legs. Mike looked down at her flat belly with a piercing in the navel and then again at her face.
"High, I'm a plumber. You did a call, don't you?"
"Yes I did." – girl smiled to him. Her teeth was white and her lips pouty. She smiled again and said with that charming accent:
"Well, but I thought you'll come later. Oh, please come in, I'll show you the problem."
She turned around and Mike admired her perfect ass. He felt sudden desire to lift this blue skirt and touch this teenage hot body, and then fuck this girl from behind. Roughly.
As if she felt something, she turned to him and said with a smile:
"It's in the kitchen."
Mike walked behind her, wondering what the name of the girl was? From where she came from? Eastern Europe, or Ukraine, or Russia? As he entered the kitchen, he got some new surprise.
Another girl was here, as young as the first one. She was sitting at the table and then he entered, she gave him a long look. Mike heard that the first girl said something to another in her own language, it sounded nice, and second girl laughed. She was as pretty as a first girl, same height, same nice face and body, but she was brunette, also with a long hair. She was dressed also in the blue jeans skirt and red top, but, as he could see, there was no piercing on her tanned belly. Mike smiled to her and get answering grin. Girl liked him, that was for sure.
"High, I'm Tanya." She pointed at the blonde and said: "And this is my friend Natasha." Then she smiled and asked: "And you?"
"I'm Mike." – he smiled and asked: "Well, what the problem is?"
Girls exchanged glances. Natasha shrugged her shoulders and said something to Tanya. She laughed again and pointed in the corner of the kitchen:
"It's over there, the pipe is..." – she searched the right word, her English was worse than that of Natasha, - "Running".
"Alright."
So Mike started to work, listening to the girls, as they speaking behind his back. He had a strong feeling that girls discussed something, and that this was something interesting to him. They laughed sometimes, it seemed that Tanya insisted on something, and Natasha was against it. Mike worked without turning back, his head was under the sink, so he could only hear what's happening.
Soft noise: one of the girl raised from the armchair. Some words. Giggle. Another girl seemed to join the first. Natasha's clear voice, slightly protesting. Laughter. Silence.
Mike continued his work, but tension was almost unbearable. He wanted desperately to turn and look at the girls, but he hardened his will. Let them do whatever they want to do, perhaps they are just want to cook something?
Soft noise, as if someone is stroking a tissue. Like someone stroking someone clothed...Shit! He have a work to do.
Another soft noise...And then a kiss. He could swear it was a kiss. The girls kissed each other right behind his back, in the kitchen in the morning. Another kiss, and another.
Mike was excited. His cock started to grow in his pants. What the hell, perhaps it's only his imagination?
Slight moan behind his back. No way, it was not his imagination. Mike was ready to turn around and said or do something, but it was needless. Suddenly he heard a charming Natasha's voice, asking him:
"Do you want a help?"
And her hand touched his sweating back.
Mike finally turned around and saw them, standing in the middle of the sunlit kitchen. Girls embraced each other, their tanned bodies was close, their sexy clothes slightly crumpled. They smiled, eyes bright, Mike thought that they look like a photo in some erotic magazine. He raised from the floor, feeling that his cock is almost fully erected now and that it pressing his pants, so girls can see it.
And they saw it. Tanya grinned and said softly:
"So, Mr. Plumber, can you help us a little?"
"Yeah I can." – Mike was standing in front of them, with a strange feeling of a dream comes true: this two young hot things now will open their pussies for him...And not only pussies.
Tanya turned to Natasha and said with a smile:
"Let's look what equipment he have?"
It was a show for him, thought Mike, she could easily said this in her own language, but she used english. Oh yeah. Now for the action, he thought.
Girls started to move. Tanya embraced him and gave him a tender kiss. Mike started to stroke her back, his hand slided down, down, to her ass. It was great to touch, and he started to squeeze it, while girl let him to french kiss her. Slightly pushed him, Tanya commanded:
"I want you to kiss his dick, now!" – she continued the kiss, and Mike saw that Natasha is kneeling in front of him. He felt her soft hands unbuckling his belt. Looking down Mike saw girl, kneeled, her quick fingers unzipping his fly. He returned to the kiss with Tanya, feeling his pants removed. He heard Natasha's surprised gasp. Oh yes, he was big. His cock was about 8 inches long and very thick. As he felt her hand on it, he trembled.
