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My name is Suzie and I’m a housewife. I wanted to tell you about a truly memorable day that has started a new hobby for me—finding things around the house that need fixing. When I’ve been desperate, I’ve even broken a few things just so they could be fixed. Let me tell you why this is so much fun! It all started when my husband was off early one morning on a business trip for a week. I had been really horny the night before and had tried to interest him in giving me a good fuck before he left. But he had been too tired, the poor baby. That really pissed me off. I had to spend twenty minutes with my favorite dildo that morning just to put myself in a good mood. As I was getting dressed I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I thought I looked pretty good: my 5’5 length was still lean and trim; at 36 my large 42DD tits were still perky, and only need minimal support; my long, naturally blonde hair fell in waves over my shoulders; and my shaved pussy looked awesome. Well, on with the day. I had been putting it off long enough. I had to get through the huge pile of laundry that was backing up in the laundry room. Halfway into the second load of clothes, the washing machine Anadolu Yakası Escort broke down, leaking water everywhere. Oh, great; the cap to a wonderful day. Little did I know what was coming. I found the phone book and started calling repair places. The only one that could make it out quickly was one of those handy-man husband deals for single girls or married ones who couldn’t get their husbands to do anything. Sounded like it was right up my alley. Twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door and I opened the door to a young, twenty-something stud; he had on tight jeans and, since it was a hot humid August day, an already sweaty tank top, covering a very sculpted body. He gave me a smile that lit up my day. I almost came right there in my panties. Then I remembered that, since it was wash da,y I had found the oldest pair of shorts I had which were extremely tight and clung to every curve—they left nothing to the imagination—as well as the little white tank top that I had bought and shrunk a size too small but kept to wear around the house. It fell only just below my tits. Oh and no bra because, of course, Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan those were all dirty as well. I’ve got to start doing laundry a little more often. “Hi, I’m Andy with Hubby Helper. I was told you had something that needed fixing?” Boy, did I ever! Then, mumbling something about the washing machine, I took him back to the laundry room. He took one look at the machine and said that he had to go back to his truck to get some tools and would be right back. I told him that the door was open, just come right back in. After he went out, I stood there a moment and realized that the time spent with my dildo that morning wasn’t going to get me through the day. Just looking at this hunk, I was all shivery inside and promised myself another session as soon as he was gone. He came back inside and told me it was probably something simple, and he would have it fixed in no time. I stayed to watch him work, thinking that the more I saw of him the better my fantasies would be later. I came up behind him to ask him if he would like a drink or something. At that moment he was pulling the machine away from the Escort Anadolu Yakası wall and the pipe exploded with water drenching us both. He stood up, apologizing, as he turned the knob, shutting off the water. When he turned back around he just stood there and stared at me with his mouth open and eyes wide. It was then I realized my tank top had become completely see thru and my nipples were sticking out like pebbles. I looked down and thought I would die from humiliation. I started to back out of the room using my hands to cover my tits, mumbling something about getting some towels. When I looked down so I wouldn’t have to look at his face, I noticed the bulge in his pants. He saw me looking at his crotch and said, “Don’t go on my account, I’m enjoying the show.” I just stood there and stared at him. I think he figured he must have made a mistake. He started to turn around again and was apologizing again when I walked up behind him, reaching around him, and putting my hand over his cock and asked, “Were you just being nice or did you really see something you liked?” He got real still for a moment then reached down and covered my hand, pushing his hardening cock into my hand. “I think this kind of gives me away, don’t you?” He turned around again and gazed down at my tits and said, “Oh yeah, those are beautiful.” He reached up with both hands and started to caress my tits. I let out a little moan. “Mmmm, did that feel good?” “Oh, yes.” He leaned down and sucked on my nipple through the shirt.