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Years ago I was working as a shower fitter. Most jobs took a few days as we did it all, water,electrics,tiling, so by the time we finished we’d have been in the customers home for a couple of weeks. I was sent to this job which was a nightmare. But the woman was nice, curvey, quite a bit older than me and a bit of a tease. We often had clients, women, make suggestive comments, but were warned by our boss that there was never, ever to be anything between us and a client. Do so and be found out and you’d be sacked, there and then. So needless to say nothing ever happened. This particular job was turning in to a real drama - everything that could go wrong did. Our client was quite understanding and helpful. The one morning I asked her if she’d mind emptying her bedside draws as I had to lift floorboards behind her bed. She just pulled out the draws and left them on the bed, having to rush off to her work. She told me to leave everything she’d put it all back when she got home. Great. She left and I pushed back the bed and underneath it were copies of e****t magazine. You horny bitch I thought to myself. So what’s a horny tradesman to do, read the mags of course! I was well turned on by the time I flicked through them and thought I better get on so I gave the bed a good shove an the draws she’d put on the bed fell off spilling the contents. Nickers, bras and a small collection of dildos and vibrators. Now I’d come across stuff like this before, but they’d always been in houses ...

... with a him and her. This client was a single white female and for some reason this was more sexy than normal. Way more. I could help myself but imagine her using these toys whilst viewing the pictures in the mag, I was rampant by now and started to handle the toys, becoming envious of them even. I imagined her pussy being spread apart as she pushed them in and out, wetting them with her juice. I wonder if she then licked them clean afterwards. I became so curious that I sniffed them, and there wasn’t a hint of her scent. I bet she did. It became too much for me and I went off to the toilet with one of her mags and wanked furiously over the best look-alike picture of her. It wasn’t long at all before i was shooting my spunk over the white porcelain of the hand bowl. Not one of the best wanks, but a most satisfactory one. Later on, just as I was leaving she came home and I apologised for leaving her with a mess in the bedroom, but she did say she’d tidy up and as I left I mentioned that her draws had fallen over and I’d put everything back in one. Knowing that she then realise what I had found. As I walked away she shouted after me that her boyfriend would be there tomorrow so if I could restrict myself to downstairs jobs that would be appreciated. The following day I turned up as normal, and she offered me coffee before starting. We exchanged pleasantries and she mentioned again that her boyfriend was going over and could I just work downstairs. As she left the kitchen she ...