Tradesman Fantasy

The Plumber’s Lesson

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I couldn’t believe the words that had just left my mouth. There I was, standing in my bathroom, watching as the young, handsome plumber finished installing my new shower system. His name was James, or so his name tag read. With his muscular arms and broad shoulders, he was the epitome of a manly tradesman. I had specifically requested a male plumber, and the company had sent me this gorgeous specimen. Little did he know, he was about to get an unexpected show.

I had been flirting with him subtly since he arrived, making small talk and complimenting his work. James had a charming smile and a hint of shyness in his deep blue eyes, which only made him more attractive. As he tightened the last screw on the shower panel, I decided to be bolder, taking a chance that might either scare him off or fulfill my secret fantasy.

“You know, James, I’m so glad I insisted on this handheld shower attachment,” I said, running my fingers along the sleek metal hose. “It’s not just for cleaning those hard-to-reach places.”

James straightened up, wiping his brow with the back of his hand, leaving a streak of dirt across his forehead. “Oh, really? What else is it good for then?” His curiosity was piqued, and I could see the wheels turning in his head.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to plunge ahead. “Well, it’s perfect for… self-pleasure.” I bit my lip, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness as I revealed my little secret.

His eyes widened, and the color drained from his face. “Self-pleasure? You mean… masturbation?” He whispered the word as if it were a forbidden term, and his reaction only fueled my desire to push further.

“Yes, masturbation. I didn’t mean to embarrass you, but I thought you should know why I was so particular about this setup.” I stepped closer to him, my heart racing. “I love a good water-induced orgasm, and I’m not about to give those up.”

James’s mouth hung open slightly, and he seemed at a loss for words. I could almost see the steam rising from his ears as his face flushed with embarrassment. The poor guy was probably not used to women being so forward, especially one who looked like me—a mature, confident woman in her prime.

Sensing his discomfort, I decided to take control of the situation. “You look shocked, James. Don’t worry, I won’t bite… unless you want me to.” I winked at him, my voice dripping with seduction. “In fact, since you’re so curious, I’d be happy to demonstrate how I use this showerhead to bring myself pleasure.”

His eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape, but I knew he was hooked. The idea of watching a woman like me, who could be his mother, masturbate in front of him was both scandalous and irresistible.

“I-I don’t know what to say,” he stammered. “I mean, I’ve never… I mean, I shouldn’t…”

I placed my hand on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breath beneath my palm. “Shh… just relax and enjoy the show. Consider it a private performance just for you.”

Without waiting for his response, I slowly began to unbutton my silk blouse, revealing my lace black bra and the swell of my full C-cup breasts. James’s eyes locked onto my cleavage, his mouth dry as he struggled to swallow. I could see the bulge in his work pants growing, and I knew I had him right where I wanted.

I slipped off my blouse, letting it fall to the floor, and then unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts. My nipples hardened in the cool air, and I cupped them in my hands, squeezing gently as I offered him a sultry smile.

“Do you like what you see, James?” I asked, my voice husky with desire.

He nodded, unable to form a coherent sentence.

I stepped out of my skirt, revealing my matching lace panties and toned, shapely legs. “Now, for the main event,” I purred, reaching for the shower controls.

With a twist of the knob, the showerhead came to life, spraying a gentle mist of warm water. I stepped under the stream, closing my eyes as the water caressed my skin. I ran the handheld showerhead along my neck, down my shoulders, and across my breasts, moaning softly as the sensation sent shivers down my spine.

“Watch how I use this,” I instructed, my voice laced with lust. I angled the showerhead so that the water flowed directly onto my nipples, which were already erect and begging for attention. I rubbed the stream back and forth, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

James stood frozen, his eyes glued to my naked form as I played with the water, teasing my sensitive nipples. I could see his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, as if he were fighting an internal battle between his professional demeanor and his primal urges.

“Does it feel good?” he managed to ask, his voice hoarse.

“Oh, it feels amazing,” I breathed, my eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. “But it’s even better down here.”

I slowly lowered the showerhead, letting the water run down my stomach, teasing my navel before trailing lower, until it reached the apex of my thighs. I parted my legs, giving him an unobstructed view of my glistening pussy, already wet and ready.

With one hand, I spread my lips, exposing my swollen clit, while the other guided the showerhead to my most intimate spot. I let out a soft cry as the warm water hit my sensitive bundle of nerves, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned, my head falling back as I surrendered to the sensations. I moved the showerhead in slow circles, building the pressure, and then faster, as my arousal intensified.

James’s breathing grew heavier, and I could see his chest heaving as he struggled to maintain his composure. His eyes were locked on my fingers, now sliding in and out of my wetness, while the water continued to tease my clit.

“That’s it, James, watch me,” I urged, my voice thick with desire. “See how I touch myself? How I bring myself pleasure?”

I increased the pace, my fingers plunging deeper, matching the rhythm of the showerhead as it massaged my clit. My breath came in short gasps, and I knew I was close to the edge.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come,” I cried out, my body trembling as the orgasm built.

James’s eyes were wild, his face a mask of pure desire. He took a step forward, as if to join me, but I held up a hand, shaking my head.

“No, just watch,” I panted, my eyes never leaving his.

The climax hit me like a wave, crashing over my body as I cried out, my fingers working furiously at my swollen bud. I rode the wave of pleasure, my hips bucking against the showerhead, until I finally collapsed, spent and satisfied.

I stepped out from under the shower stream, my body glistening with a mix of water and sweat. James stood there, his jaw clenched, his erection straining against his pants.

“That was incredible,” he whispered, his voice raw.

I smiled, feeling empowered by the raw desire I had awakened in this young man. “It was, wasn’t it? And all thanks to this wonderful showerhead.”

He nodded, his eyes never leaving my naked form.

I stepped closer to him, my breasts brushing against his chest. “You’ve been a very good boy, James. I think you deserve a reward.”

Before he could respond, I dropped to my knees, unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his zipper. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, and I wrapped my hand around it, stroking gently.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, his hands gripping my shoulders as I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head.

I sucked him deeply, taking him to the back of my throat, my hand pumping the base of his shaft in time with my mouth. James’s hands fisted in my hair, guiding my movements as he thrust gently, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“I’m gonna come,” he warned, his voice strained.

I increased the pace, sucking and stroking him with fervor, until he exploded in my mouth, his warm cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop, milking him dry as he trembled above me.

As he caught his breath, I stood up, my body still buzzing from the thrill of our encounter. “Well, James, I hope that demonstration was satisfactory.”

He nodded, his eyes glazed with post-orgasmic bliss. “It was… incredible. I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”

I smiled, satisfied that I had not only fulfilled my own fantasy but had also given this handsome plumber a lesson in pleasure he would never forget.

“Now, I believe you have some final touches to make on the shower,” I said, picking up my clothes. “And I have a feeling this won’t be the last time you’ll be using that handheld showerhead for more than just cleaning.”

With a final wink, I left James to finish his work, knowing that he would forever remember the day he installed a shower for a woman who showed him just how satisfying a water-induced orgasm could be.

A Seductive Bargain

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I knew I was in a tight spot. My house desperately needed some renovations, but my bank account was looking rather dismal. I had heard about Jeff, the contractor, from a friend who claimed he did amazing work. But I was certain his services would come with a hefty price tag. Still, I decided to give it a shot, hoping I could find a way to convince him to lower his rates. After all, I had my charms, and I wasn’t afraid to use them.

I prepared myself for his visit, wanting to make a good impression. I chose a short, tight skirt, knowing it would ride up easily, and a low-cut blouse that showcased my ample cleavage. I left my panties in the drawer, feeling the smooth bare skin of my pussy as I walked. I wanted to be prepared for any opportunity that might present itself.

As I heard the doorbell ring, my heart raced with anticipation. I took a deep breath, smoothed out my skirt, and opened the door with a warm smile. Jeff stood there, tall and muscular, with a tool belt strapped around his waist. His eyes widened slightly as he took in my appearance, and I felt a rush of power.

“Hi, I’m Jane,” I said, extending my hand. “You must be Jeff. Please, come in.”

He stepped inside, his gaze lingering on my body for a moment before he shook my hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Jane. I’m here to take a look at the work you need done.” His voice was deep and rough, sending a shiver down my spine.

I led him through the house, pointing out the areas that needed attention. As we walked, I made sure my skirt swayed with each step, offering glimpses of my bare thighs. I could see his eyes darting towards my legs, and I knew he had noticed my lack of underwear.

“So, what do you think?” I asked, leaning against the kitchen counter, crossing my legs to give him a better view. “I know it’s a lot of work, but I’m hoping we can come to an agreement.”

Jeff cleared his throat, his eyes flicking up to meet mine. “Well, it’s a big job. I can give you a quote, but it won’t be cheap.”

I bit my lip, feigning disappointment. “Oh, I was hoping for something more… affordable. I really need these renovations, but I’m on a tight budget.” I let my hand rest on my thigh, slowly inching my skirt up, revealing more of my smooth, bare skin.

He shifted his weight, his eyes fixed on the exposed flesh of my upper thighs. “I might be able to work something out,” he said, his voice hoarse. “What did you have in mind?”

I smiled, a playful glint in my eyes. “I’m a woman of few resources, but I’m willing to offer something of value in exchange for your services.” I slowly stood up, moving closer to him, and whispered, “I’m offering myself, Jeff. Six months of my body, on demand, for all the renovations I want.”

His eyes widened, and I could see the bulge in his pants growing. “You’re serious?” he asked, his voice cracking slightly.

I nodded, my hand reaching out to brush against his hardening cock through his pants. “Very serious. I want you, and I want these renovations. It’s a fair trade, don’t you think?”

Jeff’s breath quickened, and he placed his hand over mine, guiding it firmly against his erection. “I think we can definitely work something out, Jane. Six months of having you whenever I want… that’s a deal I can’t refuse.”

I let out a soft, breathy laugh, my fingers curling around his thick shaft. “Good. Then it’s settled. I’ll sign any contract you want, but first…” I dropped to my knees in front of him, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. “I want to seal the deal with a little taste.”

Jeff’s hands found their way into my hair, guiding me as I pulled his pants down, revealing his thick, throbbing cock. It was already glistening with pre-cum, and I couldn’t wait to taste him. I leaned forward, licking the tip, savoring the salty flavor on my tongue.

“Oh, fuck, Jane,” he groaned, his hips thrusting forward slightly. “You’re incredible.”

I took him into my mouth, sucking hungrily, my lips sliding up and down his length. I loved the feel of his cock against my tongue, the way it filled my mouth, and the way he moaned above me. I cupped his balls with one hand, massaging them gently as I continued to pleasure him.

“I can’t hold back much longer,” he warned, his voice strained.

I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted to feel him explode in my mouth, to taste his cum, and to know that this deal was sealed in the most intimate way possible. I increased the pace, bobbing my head faster, taking him deeper, my hand stroking his shaft in sync with my mouth.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Jeff’s hands tightened in my hair, and his hips bucked as he erupted. I swallowed eagerly, relishing the warmth of his release, feeling it coat my throat as he emptied himself into my mouth.

As his orgasm subsided, I licked him clean, savoring every last drop. I stood up, my eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “That was just a taste of what I can offer, Jeff. I hope you’re ready for more.”

He adjusted his pants, still breathing heavily. “I’m definitely ready, Jane. And I can’t wait to get started on these renovations… and on you.”

I laughed, feeling a thrill of excitement. “Then let’s get this contract drawn up, and we can begin. I can’t wait to see what the next six months have in store for us.”

As I led him towards my study to finalize the details, I knew this arrangement would be mutually beneficial. I would get my dream renovations, and Jeff would get six months of uninhibited access to my body. It was a deal I was more than happy to make, and I couldn’t wait to explore the possibilities that lay ahead.

Little did I know, this was just the beginning of a steamy, passionate journey that would change my life in ways I never imagined.

The Landscaper’s Secret

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I stood by the window, my eyes locked onto the object of my secret desire—Diego. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow on his tanned skin as he skillfully maneuvered the lawnmower across my front yard. I couldn’t help but admire his every move, my heart fluttering with anticipation.

I had always found Diego, my landscaper, incredibly attractive. He was a few years older than me, a handsome Latino man with dark, seductive eyes and a charming smile. His muscular body glistened with sweat as he worked, the tight shirt clinging to his broad chest and arms, leaving little to the imagination. I knew it was inappropriate, but I couldn’t stop myself from fantasizing about him.

On this particular day, the heat was sweltering, and I could see the beads of sweat rolling down his face. His dark hair, usually neatly combed, was now sticking to his forehead, and I felt a sudden urge to offer him some relief. I watched as he paused to wipe his brow, his hands resting on his hips, and I made up my mind.

As Diego pushed the mower towards the side of the house, I quickly made my way downstairs, my heart racing with excitement. I opened the front door, the screen door creaking slightly, and stepped out onto the porch.

“Diego!” I called out, my voice slightly trembling. He looked up, his eyes meeting mine, and a look of surprise crossed his handsome face. “Hey, Jane,” he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. “Is everything okay?”

I took a step forward, feeling a bit bolder. “Actually, I was wondering if you’d like to come in for a moment. It’s really hot out here, and I thought you might appreciate a cold drink and maybe a shower to cool off.” I bit my lip, suddenly feeling self-conscious about my bold invitation.

Diego’s eyes widened, and a playful smile spread across his face. “A shower, huh? That sounds amazing, especially after working under this scorching sun.” He switched off the mower and started walking towards me, his strong, confident stride making my knees weak. “I’d love to, but are you sure it’s okay?”

“Of course, it’s no problem at all,” I assured him, stepping aside to let him in. I couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes briefly scanned my body as he passed, and I felt a rush of heat between my thighs.

As Diego entered the cool interior of my house, I closed the door behind him, my mind racing with anticipation. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll just go and get you a towel and show you the bathroom.” I turned and walked towards the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest.

In the bathroom, I grabbed a clean towel from the cabinet and paused, my hand resting on the doorknob. I took a deep breath, my mind filled with naughty thoughts. I knew it was wrong, but the temptation was too strong. With a swift motion, I opened the door, stepping back slightly to give him space.

Diego stood there, his back to me, as he removed his shirt, revealing his broad, muscular back. I bit my lip, my eyes trailing down to the waist of his jeans, my pulse quickening. Without warning, he turned, and my breath caught in my throat. He was completely naked, his erection prominent and impressive.

“Oh my,” I whispered, my eyes widening at the sight before me. Diego’s cock was thick and long, standing proudly, already glistening with pre-cum. I felt my cheeks flush, my pussy throbbing with desire.

“I… I didn’t realize you were in here,” he stammered, his eyes darting away, a hint of shyness in his voice.

I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure. “It’s okay, Diego. I just… I wanted to bring you a towel.” I held up the towel, my hand shaking slightly. “But I can see you don’t need it just yet.” I took a step forward, my eyes locked onto his beautiful cock.

Diego’s gaze met mine, and I saw a mixture of desire and uncertainty in his dark eyes. “I… I didn’t mean to…” He trailed off, his voice hoarse.

“It’s okay,” I reassured him, taking another step closer. “I find it… fascinating.” I reached out, my fingers gently brushing against his shaft, feeling the warmth and hardness of his flesh.

He let out a sharp breath, his body tensing at my touch. “You… you shouldn’t,” he whispered, but his words held no conviction.

Ignoring his weak protest, I wrapped my hand around his thick cock, marveling at its size and the way it filled my palm. “I’ve always wondered what it would feel like,” I confessed, stroking him slowly, feeling his lengthening and hardening even more in my grasp.

Diego’s breath quickened, his eyes closing as he surrendered to my touch. “Oh, Jane…” he groaned, his hips thrusting slightly, encouraging my strokes.

I knelt before him, my eyes never leaving his beautiful cock. “I want to taste you,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. With a swift motion, I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, my lips sliding down his length, my tongue swirling around the head.

He tasted salty and musky, and I moaned softly around him, the vibrations sending shivers through his body. I sucked him eagerly, my lips sliding up and down, my hand pumping the base of his shaft in rhythm with my mouth.

“Oh fuck, Jane,” Diego panted, his hands gripping my hair, his hips thrusting forward, driving his cock deeper into my throat. “Your mouth feels so good.”

I looked up at him, my eyes sparkling with lust, and he gazed down at me, his expression a mix of pleasure and surprise. I loved the way he responded to my touch, the way he surrendered to my mouth, his big, hard cock sliding in and out, stretching my lips and filling my mouth.

Withdrawing my mouth, I stood up, my hand still stroking his length. “I want more,” I whispered, my voice husky. “I want to feel you inside me.”

Diego’s eyes blazed with desire as he pulled me towards him, his hands roaming over my body, cupping my breasts through my shirt. “I want that too,” he said, his voice thick with need.

I kissed him passionately, our tongues dancing wildly as he backed me towards the sink, lifting me onto the counter. My hands worked frantically at his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them, eager to free his throbbing cock.

As I pushed his jeans down his muscular thighs, his hard length sprang free, bobbing slightly with his heartbeat. I couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to feel him inside me. I positioned myself, guiding his thick cock to my entrance, my pussy already dripping with anticipation.

With a gentle push, I impaled myself on his length, gasping as he filled me completely. Diego’s hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of my wetness, eliciting moans of pleasure from both of us.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he grunted, his breath hot against my neck as he kissed and nibbled my sensitive skin.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper, my nails digging into his broad shoulders. “Yes, Diego, fuck me,” I begged, my head thrown back, my breasts heaving with each thrust.

He pounded into me, his cock hitting my sweet spot with every stroke, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel my orgasm building, my pussy clenching around his hardness.

“I’m gonna cum, Jane,” he growled, his voice strained. “Where do you want it?”

“Inside me,” I panted, my nails scratching his back. “Fill me up with your hot cum.”

With a final, powerful thrust, Diego buried himself deep within me, his body shuddering as he released his load, filling me with his warmth. I cried out, my orgasm crashing over me, my pussy pulsating around his pulsing cock.

As our breathing slowed, Diego rested his forehead against mine, his hands gently caressing my back. “That was incredible,” he whispered, his voice filled with wonder.

I smiled, my heart racing. “It was, and it’s just the beginning.” I leaned in and kissed him softly, my mind already spinning with ideas for our next encounter.

Little did Diego know, this was just the start of a steamy affair that would leave us both breathless and craving more.