Another repair

"I don't know why the shower keeps losing hot water, Morgan. It's not me!" Nelson promised.

"Well I'm sick of it happening and I want it fucking fixed already." Morgan swore.

"Fine, but I'm not calling that dipshit back. He didn't even fix anything!" Nelson reminded her.

"How many times do I have to tell you? It worked fine for me until you got home and started futzing around with it." She barked back.

"Fine. I'll call him and get it set up, but this time I'm staying home to make sure he does what he's supposed to." Nelson promised.

"Oh yeah? You going to stand over his shoulder and critique him? What the hell do you even know about plumbing anyway?" Morgan questioned.

"FINE! What the fuck ever!" Nelson threw up his hands and shook his head. "I'll call him back and have him look at the sink and water heater." He caved.

"Thank you! Why was that so fucking hard?" Morgan asked before she stormed out of the bedroom, leaving Nelson huffing and red-faced in the bathroom doorway.

Cory remembered this place well, his cock throbbing in his pants with hope of what may be yet to cum. He pressed his finger against the door bell and waited. It wouldn't be long before the door swung open with Nelson standing on the other side grinning.
"Morning! Come on in." Nelson said as he opened the door and invited the plumber back into his home.

"Good morning, sir. You said the kitchen sink was acting funny and the water heater was giving you trouble too?" Cory asked as he followed Nelson into his house.

"Yeah." Nelson sighed. "I'm not sure what's going on with the sink." He shrugged and continued. "And my wife says the shower keeps going cold on her." He shrugged helplessly again.

"Ah, okay." Cory nodded. "Well I'll take a look and let you know what's going on before I get started."

"That's fine. My wife is home, so just let her know. I have to run to work." Nelson sighed. "I'm sure she can show what's going on down there." He added. "Now if you don't mind, I'll leave you to it." Gathering his things, Nelson trotted out the door.

"So he explained it all?" Morgan asked as she leaned against the door into the kitchen.

"Yeah." Cory smiled, licking his lips reading the request in Morgan's eyes.

"Good." She mouthed as she sauntered across the kitchen, closing the distance between them, to place her palms on his chest, meeting his gaze she looked up expectantly.

"Oh-fuck!" Morgan moaned as Cory's tongue pressed against her clit. "Good with your tongue and your cock? Shit!"

Cory ignored her praise, though it wasn't with effect as it encouraged him to continue doing exactly what she wanted. Morgan's moans filled the kitchen as she leaned back, her legs spread, on the counter top, Cory's face planted firmly between her thighs as he thrust his tongue eagerly into her pink, delicate mound. He slurped noisily as Morgan slipped her hand through his hair, holding him in place, her hips bucking to grind her drooling wrinkled folds against his face.

"Okay-okay! No! Fuck!" Morgan squeaked as she neared her orgasm.

"Alright." Cory smiled up at her, pulling his face away to leave trails of her sticky arousal connected his lips with her own, as Morgan whined her orgasm being denied.

Cory wouldn't leave her wanting for too long as he pulled her off the counter and bent her over the island. Morgan slung her leg over the edge to brace herself as her plumber plugged his persistent pipe into her properly presented pussy. His cock slid easily into her thoroughly lubricated hole, her inner walls sucking him further into her wanton folds.

"Mm... ...fuck..." Cory groaned as he watched Morgan's ass rock back again and again on his throbbing length.

Taking hold of a wad of hair, Cory pulled Morgan back as he plunged into his cheating client's wife, driving a wild cry of surprised pleasure from gasping tiers. Morgan came instantly, creating a sizable puddle on the floor. Cory groaned as he yanked Morgan back into his hips, burying himself as deep as he could the tip of his cock pressing against womb, flooding that lovely canal with another heavy load of cream.

"Oh god!" Morgan squealed as Cory's cock throbbed inside her, each pulse releasing more of his potent seed. "YES!"

"UGH!" Cory grunted as he held her pinned against his hips while his dick unloaded his warm baby batter. "SHIT!"

Panting, Cory withdrew and fell back against the counter as Morgan remained in place, her pussy spasming as globs of white cream dribbled from the gasping hole. Morgan left Cory to his work after she had collected what she wanted from him. The plumber, dutifully, finished his work in the kitchen this time around and adjusted the settings on the water heater.

"Call me. Any time. Please." Cory implored before he departed.