Serviced By The Tradesman

My wife has always been a bit 'traditional' in the sense that if a man is coming to our house - even a builder to give a quote - she will always make a bit of an effort with her appearance: do her hair, put on makeup, skirt or dress and always some high heels or boots. If she likes the man in question it will usually be stockings and suspenders and maybe a low cut top, as she is very proud of her 'natural assets' and thinks she gets a better service if she is showing some cleavage.

With some, many years ago, one thing led to another and she built up a decent black book of high quality tradesmen who enjoyed doing work for her and would even request particular outfits.

I always found it exciting when I knew one of her black book guys was coming to the house to so some work. I vividly remember coming home from work and finding her in the kitchen, in a nurse's uniform, black seamed stockings and extremely high heels and thinking "Oh, a surprise treat for me" and she just said "He's fixed those lights - no invoice". Good girl!

Many a time I enjoyed that sensation of 'sloppy seconds' as I fucked her robustly afterwards.