. are you by any chance...gay?” I almost stopped in my tracks. “......are you?” were the only words I could come up with. He stopped too, and lo...oked me almost sincerely in the eyes. “Yes......” he said so quiet that even I with my superb hearing was just barely able to make it out. “Me too.” I whispered back to him. We smiled at each other for a couple seconds. [More awkward silence]. Then we looked each other deeply in the eyes again and slowly moved our heads closer and closer to each other. He couldn’t remember when it was so damned hot. He tipped his hat back on his head and took the pruning sheers and weed wacker out of the back. He still had at least another hour of work before he was done here, and he was out of water. Fifteen minutes later, he’d had it. He went to the back door of the main house and rang the bell. He’d seen servants around the house before and only hoped that someone was home today.The door opened; he felt the cool rush of air conditioning blast his face,. She bent down in front of him and lifted her nighty, exposing a little bit of her leg up to her knee and the plumber gulped in excitement and she asked him in and he followed her from behind and stared at her walking towards the kitchen. As he entered, his heart was pounding so fast, that it made him shake and asked her how he can help her. She pointed her finger under the sink and as he knelt to check where the leak is, She came in front of him and with her bum in level with his face, she bent. She was wiggling and squirming, trying to get her pussy in position for the best tongue lashing possible. My own arousal was gaining momentum. I turned to go upstairs and Shamona was standing there. My chubbette had been listening too and her pussy glistened with the self induced lubrication of a woman in heat, who had been diddling herself. She looked at me with smoldering eyes and without a word turned and knelt on the stairs, her ass high and her ample chest resting against the stair. I came.