I never get involved with customers and consider that not just bad news but illogical if you want to do business in neighborhoods.
I was just about finished under a sink and I called out to tell Betty I was about finished with her kitchen sink. I thought I heard something behind me and turned around... wham, there was this ass so close my face hit into it as I climbed out from the sink.
I had no idea where this came from. I never even flirted with her. Betty said, "Come on, be quick, this is not the best time of the day for me." Thoughts and red lights whizzed in my head but there was this superb ass and a pussy with large lips, cleanly shaven. My Johnson stirred and I got up and went for it, unzipping my jeans.
Betty began moaning and using the foulest language heard on a ship's dock. She said, "Ahhh I knew you'd be big, get it all in, come on, deep, be quick, crazy fucker." I moved fast. She said, "Finish inside me, it's o.k." I drove old Johnson as deep as possible. It seemed like she was coming with me but I was too excited to tell.
We stood up. She dropped her dress down, back in place, and took a can of kitchen air refreshner to get the sex odor out of the way then started some coffee. She said, "Been thinking of that for two years and I knew you would never start, so I did." I said, "We're both married." Betty answered, impatiently, "You want more, or not?"
I said, "Might as well." She said, "We can plan on it. We both have cell phones. We have to do it away from my house to be safe." I was excited by the thought. She seemed like a totally different woman now. The coffee stopped perking as we heard the school bus drop off her two teenage children out front.
Anyway, the rest of the story has not started yet.


