Checking the pipes

"Just a head's up: Plumber is in the kitchen. Don't shower, water's off." Morgan blinked at her phone and read the message from Nelson a second and third time before grumbling and throwing her phone onto the nightstand and getting out of bed. "No shower..." She mocked in his voice as meandered into the en suite. "I can't even brush... ...ugh!" She cursed.

Morgan did eventually brush her teeth, using the mouthwash to rinse her mouth and toothbrush off before finally wandering downstairs to the muffled sounds of pipes being shifted. A pair of jean covered legs stuck out from beneath the sink.

"Good morning!" Morgan called to announce herself.

"AH!" A loud thump and clatter followed the surprised exclamation from within the cabinet. "...ugh... ....morning..."

"I'm Morgan and you must be the plumber my husband only just told me about." Morgan continued, bending over his prone form to greet him more personally.

"Oh-uh, hey. Name's Cory Duffy." He smiled up at her.

"As usual my husband may have got the lines crossed." She bemused, watching the handsome plumber beneath her.

"Uh, yeah... ...I uh..." Cory mumbled as he stared up at his client's wife as she stood spread-legged over his prostrate form.

"Mr. Duffy, why don't you come out of there and let me have a gander at that pipe of yours?" She smiled down at him and stepped back.

"Uh..." Cory grunted as he pulled himself out of the cupboard, standing slowly even as Morgan lowered herself to her knees. "Ooh..." He managed a stuttered grunt as she unbelted his jeans to let them fall to his feet, his fleshy pipe swinging free almost smacking her in the face. "Oh man..." Cory grinned as he watched Morgan take his dick into her hand, staring at the impressive length for a moment before leaning forward to pull his nuts into her mouth with longing moan.

"Ughlcl, gluck, gluck, gluck!" Morgan's lips parted as took Cory's hardened cock into her throat with unashamed hunger.

"Ah, oh my god..." Cory groaned as Morgan's throat pulled him ever deeper, his hips lurching as she stroked his thick veiny length. "Holy cow!"

Morgan smiled up at him as she slathered his length, stroking him in time as her head bobbed and swiveled up and down his throbbing member. Cory panted above her, leaning back against the counter as his client's wife serviced his member with a hunger he'd never seen before.

"Oh yeah, fucking hell..." Cory's cock throbbed as Morgan sucked him into her throat, lingering and gagging on the plumber's rigid shaft.

"I think you should check my backdoor." Morgan whispered as she released his cock, giving the glistening length a once over before rising to climb atop the counter of the island across from the plumber.

"Oh?!" Cory grinned broadly and nodded. "Far be it for me to leave a customer unsatisfied." He added as he eyeballed that tightly puckered button.

Morgan leaned onto her back and spread her legs before reaching between her thighs to tease her clit as Cory lined his thick, spit slickened meat with Morgan's ass.

Cory grunted as he eased himself into Morgan's tight backdoor. Beneath him, the slutty wife moaned as she attempted to relax herself enough to let him in. Cory would not be denied on this day as he eventually bottomed out, Morgan shuddered.

"Ah, yes. That's it." Cory encouraged her. "Fuck, you're tight!" He commented as he started pumping his dick in and out of her. "Don't do this a lot I wager?" He smirked.

"No." Morgan breathed with a grunt her eyes lulling back in her head as her pleasure started to build. "Never had a cock big enough to want it back there." She moaned.

"What about your husband?" Cory asked, surprised as he took Morgan's anal virginity.

"I said what I said." She groaned.

"So he's never?" Cory asked again and all Morgan did was grin and moan and response as he took her asshole.

Cory thrust his cock steadily faster as Morgan grew used to the intense pressure, focused as she was on her breathing she hadn't realized how close she was to orgasm. The sudden torrent of her arousal soaked them back, her inner muscles reflexively gripping Cory's probing shaft as he continued his relentless thrusting. Morgan whined as the plumber continued fucking her right on through to her second orgasm, or was it still her first? She couldn't tell as she it felt like she hadn't been able to come down.

"FUCK!" She squeaked, her body tensing as it released another orgasmic spray.

"Let's make sure we check all your pipes." Cory suggested as he slowly eased himself from her colon, pausing to admire it flexing and pulsing now that it was devoid of his thick cock.

Morgan nodded, panting as she fought to catch her breath before slipping down off the counter and back onto the floor. Cory turned her away to bend her over the counter, pressing her body down into the pool of her own girl-cum before thrusting his cock into her juicy pink slit.

"OH GOD!" Morgan cried out as Cory's huge shaft buried itself easily into her welcoming folds, causing her brace herself against the edge of the counter, thrusting her hips back to meet his penetrative thrusts.

"This... ...isn't a going to get you a discount..." Cory revealed. "...but I will give you what you want." He promised her as he lurched forward suddenly, howling in victory as his cock erupted deep inside her.

Morgan moaned cumming with him as she was pressed into the wet surface, her nipples hardening instantly against the cold, moist tiles as Cory held her hips aloft, his cock pumping a surprisingly heavy load of cream into her waiting womb. Toes curled and squealing, Morgan shuddered, impaled on his cock until she felt every last drop of cum flow from his length.

"Fucking wow..." Cory panted as he withdrew his cock, his cum oozing slowly from Morgan's gasping hole. "I'll, uh, be... ...be back with your bill." He added as he attempted to catch his breath before staggering out to his truck.

Cory never fixed the plumbing issue but Morgan did get to check his pipes and found them thoroughly satisfying. She couldn't wait for him to return, certain she could convince her husband, Nelson, to call him back should the toilet or shower go on the fritz. Morgan placed Cory's business card on the fridge and smiled as she took her cum-stuffed self upstairs for a refreshing shower.