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02 Temmuz 2022, 13:33
I am not supposed to like what I am doing right now let alone enjoy it, but the truth is I am enjoying it, so much so that I truly believe that I could become addicted. There is no love between myself and the guy that is now pounding my pussy, he wants me just for sex, nothing else, and that suits me fine. Ostensibly, all I want from him is his money, but I do have to admit to myself that more and more I am enjoying having sex with strangers.After the sex is over the strangers leave me and I have no emotions towards them, I wipe away the evidence of their presence with tissues and confine them to the trash, then I count the money and plan the next meeting.We were into our fifth year of marriage, David and I when, like so many more he lost his job and mine just didn?t pay enough to keep us. Like so many more couples we lived beyond our means relying on credit cards and bonuses from our work to keep ahead of financial disaster.? David, what are we going to do??, I looked at his face lined with worry. We were now in trouble, facing the prospect of foreclosure by the bank because of our inability to service what was a huge mortgage debt.Night after night we had cried in each others' arms, as a solution to our financial problems always evaded us. David was affected so badly, he didn?t eat, he didn?t sleep. Although he tried desperately to avoid it there more frequent rows between us. We knew that soon it would destroy our marriage, our relationship and us both as individuals.Of all things, a blocked kitchen sink and too much alcohol put me onto my present path. David and I had rowed at breakfast and I had opened a bottle of wine to help drown my sorrows when the sink added to my miseries by refusing to empty.The plumber, a nondescript guy in his mid forties, started on the blockage and in my slightly inebriated state I offered him a glass of wine which he declined so I teased him with glimpses of bare thigh and cleavage as I pretended to work near him. The blockage cleared, he began to tidy away his tools and the moment I feared had arrived... paying the bill.I giggled at him and said I hoped that he wasn?t going to ask for payment there and çankaya escort (http://kadinguzelligi.com/ad-category/cankaya-escort/) then but that he would send a bill. Shaking his head he apologized and explained that cash was all that he would accept as he had been caught too often with checks and promises of payment particularly now money was tight for everybody.Feeling light-headed I joked that he would do better to take the cost of his services in kind. He laughed but I saw that he eyed me up and down taking in the fact that I was still in my robe.I feel that I am quite good looking and I have a good figure that is only marred by my boobs which are a little large. In fact David always jokes that he was attracted to me because he thought I looked top heavy and would fall over if he didn?t hold me up; by my boobs of course. He maintained that he only slept with me to be there if my over-sized mammaries pinned my arms to the bed and I was unable to move.The sparkle in the plumber's eyes and the effect of the alcohol spurred me to be daring. I suggestively raised a leg and slowly and sexily raised the hem of the robe. The guy reached over and placed his hand on my thigh and seeing that I didn?t object his moved it higher. I was very surprised at the effect it had on me; I felt my face flush and blood flow to places it should not at this time of day. His next move brought me to a crossroads... his fingers gently stroked my inner thigh. Now I had to decide to go further or stop him while I was able.The decision was taken out of my control as his hand dived under the robe and his fingers found my night panties. Before I was able to resist, those fingers were tugging at the fabric in an attempt to pull them aside.? Hey now?, my hand grabbed his, ?you only unblocked the sink?, I giggled, ?it will have to be a bigger job before you earn that prize?.? What do I get for the sink job then? his face was very serious but his eyes sparkled at the prospect.At this point I was determined to find out just how valuable were my ?assets?, so I dropped the robe off my shoulders showing the guy just how big were my boobs. His eyes bulged; he was smitten with my 38C's, which were barely rus escort (http://kadinguzelligi.com/ad-category/rus-escort/) covered by a light night bra. To be truthful the bra is worn to stop my breasts from wandering during the night and as such there was an awful lot of flesh on show. I took his hand and allowed his outstretched fingers to brush over the cleavage, the flesh showing below the bra and that on display at the sides.A typical male, he wanted to grab at a boob and squeeze it hard in his hand, and I allowed it. A thumb roughly grated at each covered nipple in turn. After a couple of minutes I covered up again praying that he could be stopped at this point; I understood that I was playing with fire and that I could easily get burned.The plumber looked at me through narrowed eyes for a long moment then grinned with gorgeous white, sparkling teeth.? Don't think that you paid off the whole of the bill... yet, but I?ll add a part of it to the 'big' job that you have for me?, he winked, picked up his tool kit and waved as he left me.I know that I should have sobered up and put the incident down to experience but I couldn?t get out of my mind the sexual excitement and the feeling of power that the game had given me. That big job that had interested the plumber actually existed; David needed an additional heating radiator in the snug so as to use it as an office. But how could I get the plumber to do it and how would I explain it to my husband how I had found the funds to get it done.In the past I had worked overtime to get extra money for this and that but as the credit crunch took hold the opportunities became less. But never the less I ask my boss if there was any would he please think of me. He was very good about it but said that the girls that had always been willing to do the extra time in the past would get first refusal.I wasn?t going to let this put me off, on the contrary, it gave me an idea as to an explanation for having the plumbing work done. So now I was faced with concocting a story, a lie, which would convince David that I was working to pay the bills. My determination to go ahead was such that I arranged for the plumber to call again to eryaman escort (http://kadinguzelligi.com/ad-category/eryaman-escort/) check what was involved and what ?price? I was prepared to pay.? You may be gorgeous and you may be sexy but the relocation of that radiator is going to cost you far more than a feel of your tits and pussy? stated the workman, ?raise your offer and I will consider it?.? I don?t make a habit of this, in fact you are the only man that I ever fancied enough to even suggest it? I said with little conviction, hoping that he would be flattered and take my offer.? I got to make a living and a handful of tit and fingers smelling of your pussy is just a loss-making job?, he responded, ?sorry but its full sex or look for another plumber?.His reference to 'full sex' made me feel dirty and degraded... but oh how it also made me feel good! I had to do it, I had to feel his body on mine and his hard cock inside me.Feigning horror and disgust but also resignation of the inevitable I lowered my head , looked at him with a forced tear in my eyes, and nodded agreement. His look of triumph some how pleased me too.? Payment on completion only? I whispered. The tradesman reluctantly agreed.? Janice, you still interested in doing some extra work for me,? my boss's voice on the phone was so welcome.? Oh please Ray, it would help a lot, things are tough right now?, I replied.Ray apologized that the work would be in the evening as there wasn?t a work station free during the day. I replied that any time was OK with me if it got me extra cash. We arranged a day and date for me to start and he even said that there could be more than one day of extra work if things went well.I knew the work he wanted me to do, I knew the others that might be working extra too, so I felt very happy when the day came. I dressed in one of my favourite dresses, put on some sexy perfume and tottered off in sexy if inappropriately high heels.The guy at the gate seemed to leer at me and although I dismissed it from my mind I did wonder why, as he, as with Ray my boss, hadn?t been with the company too long and didn?t know me that well.? The boss will be back in ten minutes, maybe a bit longer? called the gate guy, ?he had to pop out, go to his office and wait? he continued.Late sun was streaming through the fifth-floor office windows as I took a seat at the boss's desk. I spotted what at first appeared to be a new brochure advertising some of the goods for which the company was famous.