Chapter 1 - Peggy: Clogging the Pipes
Peggy Taylor had just moved into Juno Terrace. Her husband, Eric, had died while serving in the U.S. Army in Iraq. She had moved into the apartments after she could no longer afford her mortgage. Even though she was childless, the complex also gave discounts to widows of deceased veterans. She was lucky to avoid bankruptcy, but she was squeaking by on her husband's pension and her entry level office job.
After a week of moving in and setting everything up, Peggy decided she needed a day to herself. She was planning to spend the night on the town, maybe even find a man to enjoy. It had been three years since Eric had passed and while Peggy had tried to date on and off, she hadn't had sex in six months. Her sex drive had become insatiable. Even with all of her toys, she never felt the satisfaction that a live cock gave her. She was determined tonight was going to be the night she was fully satisfied.
That afternoon, she started the shower to warm it up in preparation for her big night. While she waited, she stared at herself in the mirror. At age 41, 5'7" 255 lbs., Peggy had always been a plump BBW, but that was the way her husband loved her. She moved her long, wavy, red hair so she could cup her 40F tits, remembering how her husband use to love to play with her tits. She pinched her left nipple which sent a shock wave to her pussy. She moved her hand down her round belly, turned to admire her wide hips and round ass, before moving it down and stuck a finger in her sopping wet pussy.
Peggy was caught up in her sexual trance until she felt water at her feet and was abruptly awaken to the sight of the shower not draining. She quickly shut the shower off, cursed every deity she could think of, and ran to the phone to call maintenance.
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Gio had just come back from mowing the lawns outside the apartment complex. It had been a long week for him as he had just return from a two week graduation vacation in The Bahamas, spending time on the beach with some of his buddies and fucking his share of the tourists and the locals. He had spent the entire week trying to catch up on the backed up maintenance log. He had so much work to catch up on that he didn't have time to go out on the town, and this week had been the longest time in his adult life that he had gone without sex.
Gio had walked into the apartment that was used as the maintenance office to shower up before calling it a day. However, to his dismay, the phone rang. As much as he wanted to let it go to voice mail, he begrudgingly picked it up.
"Maintenance. What's your apartment number?"
"427. This is Peggy Taylor. My shower is draining water too slowly and I accidentally flooded my bathroom."
Damn, he thought. That was the apartment I had to turn over before I left for vacation. "How much water is on the floor?"
"Only about a quarter of the floor nearest the shower is flooded."
"Okay, ma'am. That's my fault. I must have missed something when I was finishing your apartment. I'll be over shortly."
"Oh, thank you, sir."
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Shortly after, Peggy heard a knock at her door. Realizing she was still naked, she put on her sexy bathrobe and went to answer the door. When she opened the door, she saw the handyman at the door standing there with a mop and bucket. She was taken aback by how handsome he looked and just stood there staring at him.
Quizzically, Gio spoke up. "Umm, hello, ma'am, you called about a slow running drain."
Peggy had been woken up from another trance. "Oh, right sorry, yes..." She quickly looked and saw his name patch on his shirt. "...Giovanni."
Instinctively reaching out his hand, "Call me Gio, ma'am."
Extending her hand to him and shaking it. "In that case, you can call me Peggy." As she leaned in, she smelled his musky scent of sweat and cut grass.
"My apologies, Peggy, I just came back from mowing the lawns when you called."
"Don't be, as weird as this sounds, I use to love the sweaty scent of my husband after he'd come in from working all day. Please come in. Sounds like you could use a shower like I do."
As Gio followed Peggy into the apartment, he couldn't help but stare at her lovely ass underneath her bathrobe. Gio could feel his cock start to stir in his pants, reminding him of the week of unplanned celibacy. Thinking he shouldn't be trying to fuck any of his tenants, he tried to get his mind off of thinking about pounding that ass.
"So I'm sure you must know that every tenant has their own story, given the nature of the apartment. Do you mind if I ask what's yours?"
"Not at all, my husband was killed in action in Iraq about a year ago."
"I'm very sorry to hear that. Thank you for your husband's bravery serving our country."
Peggy turned around and gave Gio a hug. Feeling her big tits smushed against his chest, he instantly got a hard on. He did everything he could to hide it, but Peggy felt it through his khakis. She could feel her pussy getting wet with desire to feel that cock inside her.
"Thank you, Gio. That means a lot." Peggy said before releasing him and continuing to lead him to the bathroom.
When they reached the bathroom, Gio pulled out a bottle of clog remover and poured it down the drain. Looking back to Peggy, he said. "Again, my apologies, I must have forgot to pour this down when I was getting your apartment ready. This should only need a half hour and you'll be all set."
"Oh, that's no problem. It's an honest mistake." Peggy said, as Gio started to mop the bathroom floor. "Since you're such a charming young man, let me ask you what your story is."
Gio turned around to face her as he continued to mop. "I own this place. My mother was Delia Polo and left everything to me when she passed."
Peggy looked at him quizzically, "So why is the owner of the building as handsome and rich as yourself lowered to being a maintenance boy?"
"Thanks, but I've worked in maintenance since my mother opened the place. By now, I prefer working with my hands as opposed to being stuck in an office all day. Plus, I just graduated college a month ago."
Peggy couldn't help but let out a silent moan. Even though he was a little young for him, he was exactly the type of man he liked. "So a man such as yourself must have women flocking to you in droves."
"Are you referring to all of the rumors about me?" Gio said disappointingly, "I know all the women here talk about my love life from what their daughters tell them."
Peggy looked puzzled, "No. Remember I only moved in a week ago, so I don't know what you're talking about."
Gio deciding to trust her, "There are a lot of rumors going around about me. A lot of them like to peg me as my dad because of my infamous father. I'll be honest, I do like to fool around, but there have been a lot of girls that think they can use my cock against me to get at my money. I may be horny as fuck, but I'm not stupid. I don't have sex with anyone unless it's clear that if it's not a part of a relationship, it is 'No Strings Attached'. I love having casual sex, but I don't want to hurt anyone. But when I know the girls are just trying to use me and I reject them, they start spreading rumors about who and what I've done and how I broke their hearts."
Peggy stood in the bathroom doorway with an inquisitive look. She was fascinated to know just how horny as fuck he was, and judging by the rapidly growing bulge in his pants, he must have been as horny as herself. As Gio finished cleaning the floor, she came up close to him.
"That's because you've spent all this time fucking teenage pussy. Those inexperienced little skanks don't know how to treat a man. Once they're done getting what they want, they bitch about it to every slut that will listen. What you need is a real woman that knows how to please you. A mature woman that won't kiss and tell."
Gio was starting to get uncomfortable. "I... I don't think I should be fooling around with my... OHHHHHH..." Gio let out a groan as Peggy placed her fingers on his khaki covered cock.
"And I can guarantee you that most of the women in this building are just jealous that they don't get to have this in their pussies."
"I... I'm not... sure... Fucking girls your age... in school... is one thing... Fucking your tenants..."
Peggy leaned into his ear "Don't think of it as fucking your tenants. Think on it as providing maintenance. Most of the women in this building haven't had a cock in years." Peggy whispered before she smelled his musky scent again. "It's been almost six months since a cock has invaded my pussy, and it's driving me insane. I need a cock in me. I need to feel a man fucking the living shit out of me. You wouldn't be taking advantage of me. You would be providing the maintenance my pussy so desperately needs."