Karen called her daughter Jill on Saturday a couple of weeks later.
"Jill honey, I hate to be a bother, but my kitchen sink is leaking and there's water everywhere. Do you think Rick would mind coming over to check it out?" Karen asked
Jill told her mom she was sure Rick wouldn't mind. As he went about getting his tools from the garage Jill strolled in.
"Damn, for an attached garage it sure is cold in here. See what I mean!" Jill said
Rick turned to see his wife standing there in her tiniest bikini panties and one of his undershirts. He believed they were now called wife beater t-shirts. Rick felt his cock getting hard just looking at Jill's hard nipples through the thin white fabric. He started making excuses about not finding the right tools and keeping Karen waiting. Jill peeled off her shirt and brushed her tits against his back as he bent over the tool chest. Still mumbling he turned to look in the garage loft. Jill became frustrated sensing she wasn't going to succeed with her seduction. She said something that froze Rick in his tracks.
"What are you rushing to mom's house for? You hurrying over there to fuck her instead of me?" Jill asked
Rick feigned a surprise look and an even faker laugh and said, "Yeah right Jill. She's over there in her garter belt and heels bent over the kitchen sink just waiting for me!
Jill instantly felt like a heel for accusing Rick of this.
"Oh you know I'm just teasing. The way you are always doing things for mom, you would probably give her some of your cock if she asked! Jill told him
"You know me, always willing to please the family." Rick laughed
He gave Jill's nipples a good firm tug and suggested she visit the adult store that was a few miles away. He told her to find some new "slutwear" as he liked to call it or even a new dildo. They would spend the evening trying them out. When Rick arrived at Karen's house she was waiting by the door to let him in. She led him to the kitchen. Rick could see that she had evidently cleaned up most of the mess as the place was spotless. He looked under the sink and noticed that everything had recently been wet.
After a bit of troubleshooting he told Karen, "Looks like it's only your P-trap that's come loose. I should be able to fix that in a jiffy."
Rick went to his truck, retrieved a couple of wrenches and came back. His mother in law was no where to be found. He figured she was in the restroom or downstairs busy with laundry. He set to work on the P-trap. He decided he might as well replace the gaskets while he was there. As he was tightening everything down he heard Karen's footsteps on the kitchen floor.
"I replaced your gaskets while I was down here too." He told her
She replied, "I have something else for you to do while you're down there."
Rick rose up enough to afford himself a partial view from beneath the sink. From his vantage point he saw a pair of stiletto heels and legs that were encased in off black stockings which were held up with a satin garter belt. All of this sexy lingerie perfectly framed his mother in laws gloriously thick bush.
As he wriggled from under the sink, he lay flat on his back and said, "Why Mom, what ever did you have in mind?"
Karen laughed lustily and squatted directly over his face.
As Rick plunged his tongue in her sopping snatch she said, "I haven't been able to think of anything else but you and your tongue and cock since you gave me my birthday fucking. That damned old sink has dripped forever. It was the perfect excuse to get you here."