1. Plumber and Horny Housewife get High


    Date: 6/28/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Mariaposa, Source: LushStories

    John pummeled into Isabel from behind. She was straining to keep her juices inside her. She bit her lip and cursed as she told her husband to please go a little harder. Just when he started to, she woke up. Isabel found herself alone in bed , super horny. John’s side was cold. He had left for work hours ago. She sighed. Later, as she snapped on a sheer bra and pulled up her tight blue jeans, she looked in the mirror for a second, smiled. She still had a nice figure at thirty-four. Curvy, in a petite sort of way. Her butt didn’t swell like some guys wanted, and her breasts had no bounce when she ran, but everything was right and tight. “I look good,” she said, posing. “You certainly do, honey,” Albert asked. She whipped around, startled. Albert stood by the door, grinning at her , arms crossed . He was closer to sixty than fifty, but his straight back and muscular physique kept him looking like a retired football player. “You come in without knocking?” she snapped. He shrugged with his muscular shoulders. Albert, or King Albert as he liked to be called, was a plumber. He was wearing dirty jeans and a white shirt, showing off the weightlifting body. “The kid let me in,” he said. “She’s two. How she let you in?” “Kids these days." Isabel kept her eyes on him as he watched her natural breasts in that sheer bra. Her dark areoles were visible under the thin fabric. She didn’t cover up yet. She didn’t feel like she had to. It was her damn house. He grinned, “I have to start my ...
    work, but I wanted to tell you a joke first.” She wanted to punch him. “I don’t have time for jokes.” “You’ll like this one,” he said, crossing the room to her. She didn’t take a step back, holding her ground. Instead, she turned to face the dresser and opened the top drawer. “I went to this house last week in Hudson County ,” he said. She grabbed a red blouse from the drawer. “And I’m doing a job over there and the lady of the house is giving me the Look.” “I’m sure you get all sorts of looks.” “I do,” he said, all proud of himself. “You get them, too.” She frowned. “What looks do I get?” “Come on,” he said. “You go out to walk the kid and every head snaps in your direction. Doesn’t make sense.” “What doesn’t make sense?” she snapped. “First you say I get looks now…” “Relax,” he said, grinning. “I mean it doesn’t make sense that you’re with your husband. Your old man is…” “My old man is younger than you.” “He doesn’t look like he is,” he said. Stretching and yawning in pretense to make a muscle with his arms. “You look young though.” “Oh, yeah, how old do I look?” He narrowed his eyes. Looking her over. Wow, she thought, I still don’t have a shirt on. “Am I gonna get in trouble if I guess to high?” “You’ll get in trouble either way.” He grinned. “Okay, you look about…” She pushed past him. “I gotta go feed my kid.” As Isabel thought about firing him, Albert was crouched down under the sink in the kitchen, making a racket with the busted pipes. She thought a lot about firing him. ...
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