1. Plumber and my exhibitionist wife


    Date: 5/21/2016, Categories: Voyeur, Author: boob66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    There was a knock at the door. The plumber was on time, which was a pleasant surprise. Not as great of a surprise as what we had planned for him to witness through out his time working today. We had used his services a couple of times in the past so we knew what to expect. Just short of 6 foot tall, he stood in the entrance of the front door. He wore blue overall trousers and a black polo t-shirt which showed off the slight round stomach hidden underneath. Mid 30s, he was slightly stocky, clean shaven with short styled hair. I invited him in and told him that I’d like the boiler in the attic checking over first. He said that wasn’t a problem and would get what tools he needed from the van. I told him that I’ll go upstairs and set up the attic ladders ready for him, then go and put the kettle on for a drink and that he can make his way up and get on with what he needs to do. I headed upstairs and released the attic hatch and pulled the ladders down. My wife was in the bathroom and I gave her a knock at the door that the plumber had arrived. I head into one of the bedrooms and close the door slightly so I can observe the start of my wife's tease through the gap. The sound of the plumbers footsteps were heard as he made his way up the stairs. The bathroom door opened and out steps my wife. She’s standing there in a wrapped towel which is tucked in together at the front, between her breasts. The towel sat resting half way down her big breasts giving a full viewing of her ...
    cleavage, looking as though at any moment the towel could slip away with the slightest of movements revealing all the rest of her huge assets. The towel ends no longer than a couple of inches past her backside. Her hair is down, still wet from her shower and the glistening sight of the water droplets shimmers off her bare body that’s on show. In her hand another towel. ‘Hi’ my wife says as he reaches the top of the stairs next to her on the landing. He looks in amazement at her trying his best to keep his eyes from looking at her breasts. He doesn’t say a word. ‘I thought I’d get a quick shower, in case you had to turn the water off.’ She said as she raised her towel in hand to her hair, rubbing it together to dry it some more. She looked towards the open attic. ‘Oh, he hasn’t put the light on for you up there. I’ll get that for you, the switch is awkwardly hidden away.’ She handed him the damp towel and stepped past him to the foot of the ladder. ‘Ok, thanks’ is all he can mutter out at this point. With her back now to him she takes a step on the steel ladder with her bare feet. ‘That’s cold.’ She giggles as it slightly takes her breath away, then starts to make her way step by step up the ladder. His eyes follow her backside as she gets higher. Standing on the fifth rung now, he has a fantastic view of the bottom of her cheeks. She climbs three more rungs up, her backside is now in full sight of the plumber who is staring up at it. He had a quick look around, probably not wanting ...
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