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Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Wife, Author: bigdiesel90, Rating: 88.6, Source: sexstories.com

was one of the best. It smelt of a summers evening and it just made you want to smile and be happy. As we continued down her hallway we passed the stairs and took a left and into the kitchen. It was huge. It was a very modern kitchen and opened up into a dining room on the left hand side. "You have a lovely home Mrs Abbot and an amazing kitchen!" I said to her. "Why thanks" she blushed, "its ok I suppose. Can get a little lonely all alone around a big house." For a second I could swear she was checking me out now. "Well I would say more than ok and would love a big house like this" I teased as she led me over to the sink. "Ok here's the problem." She turned the tap on and the sink filled up without the plug in. "It does drain but takes forever. I've asked my husband to look at it but he's always busy." She continued "I've also poured drain cleaner down it but that didn't seem to work." "Right ok, what I'll do is have a look under the sink and check the pipes." I said to her putting my tool box down. "Great" she said "will you need me for anything?" She asked. "Not just now Mrs Abbot. If I need you or finish, I'll give you a shout." I smiled to her. "Great" she said again as she began to walk out the kitchen "oh and please call me Emily!" With a quick wink she was gone. "Holy fucking shit" I said to myself "oh the things I would do to her!! Right come one Scott you have a job to do." I turned my attention to under the sink. After a quick look around, there was a long down pipe ... from the sink hole and was fitted onto a bend. I opened my tool box and grabbed a thin flexible piece of metal. I stood over the sink and inserted the feeler down through the sink hole. It went down easily until it hit the blockage. I didn't want to force the blockage in case it dislodged and moved further down the pipe. I pulled the metal feeler out and measured it. It went in about 8 inches. Checking under the sink the first down pipe was about 10 inches so the blockage could be there. I grabbed a pair of grips from my tool box and was about to unscrew the nut on the pipe when I realised "shit my bucket!" I quickly ran out to my van, grabbed the bucket out of the back and got myself back under the sink. I just managed to fit my bucket under the pipe so it would catch anything that was stuck in the pipe. I grabbed the grips again and started to loosen the nut. It was very loose and didn't take much force to turn. I unscrewed the nut and swung the bottom bend pipe to the side. Only a slow trickle of water fell into my bucket. "Mmm right ok so the blockage is defiantly in the part" I said to myself as I reached my finger up the pipe to see what I could feel. My first impression was that it wasn't food or a build-up of gunk. My honest impression was that it felt like wet clothing. I searched for a pair of plyers in my box and edged them up the pipe. I got a grip of whatever was up there and with a heavy tug pulled down. The blockage came free and all the water drained from the ...