Seducing the Plumber 1

A desperate housewife's journey from being desperate for hot, kinky sex, to actually getting it - from the plumber. But a lot can happen before that can happen - both to her, and to the plumber. She finds out that waiting an extra hour or two isn't such a bad idea. Especially because she has an item or two she can use to entertain herself, taking her sweet time waiting (and masturbating)... o Caution, major content, strictly 18+. A short erotic story in 2,700 words. It's the first part of the series titled 'Seducing the Plumber'. o "I will be another two hours. I hope that's okay?"No apologies, just that. Two more hours. What the fuck am I supposed to say to that? Even if I object, he won't come sooner, so what's the point? I let out an exasperated (and somewhat furious) sigh, so that the person on the other end of the line can't tell how frustrated I am."Sure, no problem. Just buzz me up when you are here.""Sure thing. See you then."I hang up, slamming the receiver down a tad bit louder than I intended to. Two more hours? Seriously? And he didn't even apologize for wasting my time. I glance over at my husband, who is sleeping peacefully in our bed. That's just great, I can't even nudge him to help me have some fun. Not that sex would be the first thing on my mind while waiting for the plumber, but it's not like I have anything better to do anyway.He was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago, and I had taken the day off just so the guy could fix the leakage in our bathroom. Eddie, my husband works nights, while sleeping during the day, so it was obvious what I had to do. Having to listen to him snoring all day is bad enough, and now this. I was hoping that at least I could go out on a nice walk. But now I'm stuck for another two hours.Angry and frustrated, I go into the bathroom and look at the damage. Okay, it isn't that serious, but it needs to be fixed. And besides, I have better things to do than... Better things? Like what exactly? I am turning forty next month, and I have been married for ten years now. Is it really these two hours that bug me? Or am I devastated because I feel like I wasted the past ten years of my life?