I Was Hired as a Plumber... And She Paid Me With Something Else

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It was an ordinary Tuesday. He had received an emergency call from an exclusive residential area. "My heater doesn't work and I need someone to come *now*," said a soft, feminine and somewhat anxious voice on the other end of the phone. I didn't give it much importance... until I arrived. The door was opened for me by an impressive woman: a red satin robe, her damp hair tied back with a clip, and her gaze between flirtatious and desperate. "Thank you for coming so quickly, I can't go another minute without hot water," he said as he ushered me in. I noticed that the robe barely held over his body. She was not wearing a bra, that was obvious. And when walking, there didn't seem to be any underwear underneath either. As he checked the heater, she kept hovering nearby. He bent down to pick things up, bent too far

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