The water heater broke down

It was a holiday, and I woke up feeling incredibly tired; I hadn't slept well for several days. Deep down, there was an unusual restlessness, though I couldn't pinpoint the cause.

No, actually, I knew the reason, but I was trying hard to stop myself from thinking about it.

I lingered in bed for almost an hour, and it was nearly noon. Realizing I couldn't go on like this, I forced myself to get up.

"I'll take a shower first..." I muttered to myself, grabbing a towel and heading into the bathroom. I turned on the tap, soaked my body and hair, lathered up shampoo, and started washing my hair. Then I lathered my body with soap. But just as I was about to rinse, the water from the showerhead suddenly turned cold. The water heater was probably out of power. I wrapped myself in the towel and went to the balcony to change the batteries, but when I turned the tap back on, no hot water came out, and the water heater didn't respond at all, as if it were dead.

"Honey, our water heater is broken! I'm halfway through my shower, what should I do?" "I frantically texted my husband for help, and thankfully he replied quickly.

'Look in the first drawer on the right side of our desk in our room. I remember there's a business card for plumber Zhang. Call him and ask him to come fix it.' I quickly found the card in the drawer and called. Luckily, Zhang was available today and nearby, so he agreed to come and fix the water heater right away.

'He said he'd be there in ten minutes. Thank you, honey.'

'What are you wearing, honey?' '

Just a bath towel. I need to change. I'm all sticky with soap.' 'Honey, just stay like this until Zhang comes to fix the water heater.' '…………Are you serious?' There was no response.

As Zhang was about to arrive, I sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in the bath towel, silently reading my husband's message. But unlike before, I didn't feel angry at all."

A while later, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, Brother Zhang was taking off his shoes with his head down. He looked up, his smile instantly freezing on his face.

"Sorry... I was halfway through my shower and couldn't even rinse off properly. Thank goodness you came to my rescue, Brother Zhang." "Oh, it's alright, I understand..." "Our water heater is on the balcony. I'll take you there." I turned around, and at the same time, I heard Brother Zhang gasp.

My husband told me to just wrap myself in a towel, but I secretly added more, only holding the towel in front of me. So when I turned around, my entire bare back and buttocks were completely exposed to Brother Zhang. But he still followed me to the balcony with professional ethics, then opened his toolbox and disassembled the entire water heater casing to inspect it.

"It's alright, the water heater isn't broken. It's probably just that the pipes are clogged with gravel." "Hmm..." I pretended to be calm as I watched his movements, but in reality, my heart was pounding in my chest. Brother Zhang deliberately turned away, but I still noticed a large bulge in the crotch of his work pants.

"Okay, ma'am, could you go check if there's any hot water?" "Okay,

sure."

I went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and after a while, hot water finally came out.

"Got it! Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

I happily ran out of the bathroom, still clutching the towel tightly in one hand, but my exposed thighs still stunned Brother Zhang. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. Even though the weather wasn't very hot, I noticed a large wet patch on his chest. I think I knew why.

"Oh, right, the drain in our kitchen seems a bit clogged too. Could you please take a look?" "Oh, of course." "I'm going to take a shower now, ugh, I feel all sticky and uncomfortable." Brother Zhang's expression turned strange, but I pretended not to notice and went into the bathroom, turning on the shower to wash myself.

One second, two seconds… I silently counted in my mind. Just as I reached the twenty-eighth second, I heard rustling sounds outside the door, and then Brother Zhang, completely naked, flung open the bathroom door and burst into the steamy bathroom. I screamed, and then Brother Zhang slammed the door shut behind him, staring at me with wide eyes.

This situation suddenly reminded me of an old joke: When you're taking a shower and someone suddenly bursts in, where should you cover your eyes? The answer is his eyes. Of course, I didn't do that; I just covered my thighs with my hands. But Brother Zhang immediately grabbed my wrists and pressed me against the wall, then kissed and nibbled at my neck.

"Ugh...no, no..."

I let out a soft gasp, making the "no" I said sound anything but impossible. Brother Zhang kissed my body even more excitedly, his rough hands vigorously kneading my buttocks. My whole body went limp, my scalp tingled, and I could barely stand.

Before I could react, Brother Zhang lifted my left leg, one hand supporting his erect penis, and thrust it into my vagina in one go.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

I let out an almost scream. Then Brother Zhang adjusted the angle, pushing even deeper. I opened my mouth wide, barely able to make a sound, as if I could hear something bursting open deep inside my body. After being stretched open for so long, a large amount of accumulated fluid was squeezed out, flowing from the point where Brother Zhang and I were joined together and onto my inner thighs.

"Oh my god... Madam, your pussy... is so wet and tight... How long has it been since you've been fucked?" "Ugh... My husband... hasn't been back for almost half a year... Waaah...!" "Haha! No wonder you're so horny, you're a little slut who needs to be fucked!" Brother Zhang's laughter made me blush and lower my head. He tried to move a few times, but it didn't seem to go smoothly, so he pulled out and released my legs. Then he turned me around and made me lie face down next to the bathtub, and then he fucked me hard from behind.

"Ugh!!! Oh... God..."

This position was even deeper than before. The intense stimulation was like an electric current, shooting straight up to my head. Then he thrust hard twice more. The pleasure from the hardness instantly spread throughout my body. I could no longer suppress my emotions and was enjoying myself.

"Ah... Ah!!! So, so good... God!"

Brother Zhang chuckled, looking very proud. He grabbed my buttocks and fucked me hard a dozen times, then suddenly stopped.

"Ah...don't stop...why is it like this..."

"Damn...your little slut's hole is so tight...I almost couldn't hold back..." "Then don't hold back...give it to me...I want more..." I twisted my waist, trying to bring myself and him greater pleasure. Brother Zhang, being squeezed and shaken like this, let out a low growl and thrust a few more times.

"Damn! No...I! Ugh!!!"

"Ugh ah ah ah!!! So, so good...!"

Brother Zhang panted as he lay on my back. I continued to twist, feeling his continuous stream of penetration into my body. He kissed my cheeks and neck with fascination, his hands tightly gripping and kneading my breasts. The hot water from the showerhead continued to pour over us, and I felt so comfortable that I almost fell asleep.

Then, Brother Zhang lifted his body, grabbed my waist, and started fucking me again.

"Ah...how could you...I've had enough, I've had enough!"

"Haha! Madam, you say you've had enough? I've only just begun!" He grabbed me tightly and started thrusting hard. I was already doubly sensitive from being treated so roughly, and he immediately sent me to another peak.

"Ahhh! I'm going to die... Oh my god... I can't take it anymore!!!" ………………………………………… After another shower, I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. It was already evening. Brother Zhang had just finished fixing the kitchen pipes. I watched him pack up his tools while drying my hair.

"Okay, honey, call me to fix anything else next time." "Hehe, Brother Zhang, thank you." "Actually, I'm better at fixing people, haha!" "Hmph, get lost, hee hee." After seeing Brother Zhang off, I lay down on my bed and fell asleep immediately. This was the first time I had slept so well since I had been suffering from insomnia for several weeks. When I woke up, I found it was already midnight. I felt completely refreshed, and the anxiety in my body was swept away. I looked out the window, and even the moon and starlight seemed exceptionally bright.

I turned on my laptop and saw more than twenty unread messages from my husband. I silently closed the screen, lay back down on the bed, and savored the various events that had happened that day.

With my husband's tacit approval, and even encouragement, I finally cheated on him. It felt like driving onto an interchange or a highway—once I started, I couldn't stop.

[The End]

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