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Repairman

by PixelZombie on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Text messages: GF: "Hey, where you going to be at 7 2nite?" Me: "I'm off early tonight. Prolly at the gym or home. Y? U ok?" GF: "I need you at your computer at 7pm xctly: Me: "Umm, ok. What's up?" GF: "surprise" Me: "K" GF: "7pm!" Me: "Ok!" 6:55pm that night: I pick up my phone on the third ring. Seeing that the caller is my girlfriend I answer, "...

Repairman

by Ashson on Sep 14, 2020
Loving Wives

I was at home waiting for the washing machine repairman to come around. My beloved husband had been washing something and all of a sudden, instead of a swish, swish, of clothes swirling about inside the washing machine, there was a grinding, clunking noise, followed first by silence, then by a gushing sound as the washing machine released all the water insid...

Repairman Takes Charge

by dvalla on Dec 10, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife has always had a kinky rape fantasy where she gets fucked hard and used by a complete stranger. No beating or extreme pain just held down and used against her will. She told me this a few years ago when we were sharing some of our fantasies together. On a few occasions when she was wearing a skirt I would pin her down rip off her panties and fuck her...

Phone Repairman Vol. 2

by hmm on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Working for the past fifteen years as a telephone repairman in New York City, I've seen and experienced a lot. Working alone and going into customers homes can indeed be an interesting experience. You never know what you're going to come across and I have to take a deep breath every time I ring someone's doorbell. The story I'm going to relate to you happe...

Phone Repairman Vol. 1

by hmm on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Another day, another four jobs. That's the unofficial motto of us telephone repairmen here in NYC. Our day consists of, seeing your foreman first thing in the morning, getting your assignments for the day, getting in the repair van and hit the road. Same routine everyday... well almost everyday. Today started out just like almost every other day for the pa...

The Repairman Cumeth

by Miss Lizzy on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

You make me dizzy Miss Lizzy the way you rock and roll ~The Beatles~ * * * * * It is getting very difficult for me to concentrate on what I have to do today. I am impatiently waiting for the damn repairman to arrive. He is going to fix my washing machine ... the fucking spin cycle is out of whack or something. I don't have much of a head for mechanical thi...

Housewife Repairman

by SHammer24 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

For as long as I can remember I've been attracted to women with small tits. A lot of guys think the bigger the boobs the better the babe and I've dated a lot of hot women with big tits, but flat-chested women are very sexy in my opinion. I was a late bloomer in high school and didn't start to come out of my shell until my freshman year in college. That's w...

Maytag Repairman

by HarryOrwell on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

"It's the pump. I can pick one up, and replace it tomorrow," I said, wiping my hands, "Oh great! The thing's practically brand new! What's this gonna cast me?" he glared. "Actually, it's covered by your warrantee, sir," wondering why he was so upset. There are more important things in life than a washing machine! I mean, what would he do in a real crisis?...

The Repairman

by Sienna on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

That afternoon the rain never seemed to stop. I was kind of stuck indoors, looking out through the window, hitching to go out and do something away from being tied down alone in the house. And I had listened to my favourite music over and over again until I could listen no more. Not even the daytime TV had anything interesting to offer, but then I looked at...

The Repairman

by BlackJackDavy on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was four-twenty five, and the roads were jammed with the usual rush hour congestion. I reached down and turned the vents of my AC grille toward my face, feeling the cool breeze across my flushed, sweaty forehead. It had been a very hard day; I had already done seven repair calls, and was feeling the overwhelming wave of fatigue that usually hit me at this...