After we'd broken down in Northern Spain three years ago, I soon found out my husband Bret was prepared to look the other way, if it meant we'd get our car fixed for the price of me sucking off a mechanic. What my husband didn't know as he sat in the waiting area of the garage was, not only did I suck the middle aged mechanic off, I also allowed him to fuck me in his oily greasy office.
Bret had done all the arranging and fully expected me to go through with it. Telling me we'd be stuck in the small out of the way town if I didn't "Help out". The sex wasn't earth shattering, but it proved one thing to me, I could get away with fucking other men, much younger hornier men, if it meant getting something for nothing (Or no money at least).
Around four months later our boiler needed replacing. Not only did I get us it fitted for free, I also got the parts at less then trade price. Again the fitter wasn't the best looking guy or had the largest cock, but at least he had one hell of a tongue which he used to lick my pussy to orgasm on two separate occasions. Each time Bret was at home and knew I was being fucked, and each time he fiened indifference afterwards.
He only started to become bothered when we had two men, two young men sort out our garden a coupe of years ago. After agreeing a total cost with them, I eventually got the whole job done, which should have cost just over a thousand pounds, for two hundred. And the reason for that, was Bret working away when the work was being carried out. I had sex every day the two young men were at our home. And each time both young men fucked me pretty much the whole morning. The job took an extra two days from all the time they lost fucking me.
That same summer we were in Greek islands and I hated the hotel and room we'd been put in. I had the twenty two year old rep, who didn't want to do anything at first, have us moved to a five star hotel with a fantastic balcony view of the sea. All it took was asking Bret to take a walk, and then letting the young twenty two year old fuck me any way he wanted. I had such an amazing anal orgasm with him fucking my arsehole, I met up with him a few days into our holiday when Bret got himself pissed up for a second sex session with him. We took our time and I stayed the night in his small rep room having some of the best sex I've ever had, anal or otherwise.
Bret lost his rag the following morning as I wasn't there when he woke up. But I soon got around him by showing him just good our new hotel was (A blow job helped too).
Our new kitchen fitted last spring was a third the price it should have been. Once again it was Bret who set it all up by getting the senior sales guy to visit our home. Bret disappeared to the pub for an hour and I fucked the living daylights out of the fifty four year old. He was so anxious to please, I actually had him sucking his own cum out of my arse and swallowing it.
The kitchen was fitted two days later by three men. Two of whom I had oral sex with. It wasn't to save money. I was just horny and Bret was working away again. Both men had larger cocks than Bret and I told him all the details of their blow jobs when he got back from his trip.
Other things have been procured by offering my mouth, pussy and arsehole to men since the kitchen was fitted, but the main thing we've/I've gotten from fucking other men, was a free holiday around Switzerland, Germany, Austria and Vienna. It was through Bret's company who's senior execs were planning to give another guy the prise/bonus of the five star holiday. A stay at a hotel and having three men fuck me all night was well worth it for the three weeks we spent travelling around some of the most beautiful places I've ever visited.
If anything needs my personal touch in future, you can be sure I'll waist no time in agreeing to use my body to get it...