Back in the late 80's and early 90's we'd had the recession and things were tough, once again I was out of work and decided to see if I could use my skills in the construction industry to earn any quick cash, it turned out to be quite successful. I had one customer who was paranoid beyond belief, he'd had a business selling cars with a long time friend and at some point began having an affair with this blokes wife, ultimately she left her husband and moved in with him. The pathetic irony of it all was that although he'd considered it fine for him to get involved with another mans woman, he was scared to death that someone would do the same to him. She'd moved into his house and wanted it done up, he however wasn't about to have a bunch of randy tradesmen alone in the house with this very attractive dark haired beauty, after all, she'd gone behind her husbands back and began an affair with him, so what was to stop her doing it with someone else? he reasoned. I got involved on the recommendation of another client, one who'd known me for many years and I'd also done a lot of work for, 'he does an excellent job and you can trust him with anything', they'd told him. So feeling reassured he'd rung me and I ended up doing a lot of work for him, he paid in cash, never argued about the price and generally left me alone, his missus however was a different animal, always flirting with me although I never took her on. One day I was working in the loft and came across a black rubber wetsuit, she looked at it and smiled, "that's mine, I've not worn it in ages, I wonder if it still fits?" she giggled looking at me seductively. "well, you'd have to try it on" I replied, to be honest given her figure I wouldn't have minded seeing her encased in the tight rubber suit, she smiled, "perhaps I'll try it later" she replied. Anyway a couple of days later she brought a friend round, not as attractive as her by any stretch of the imagination but quite passable, I was almost finished on this job and she asked me if I was available to carry out some work on her flat when I'd done. I said it wouldn't be a problem and I'd call round to have a look at it, she replied that if it was good with me could I go round that day and take a look, then she could order some materials, so later that afternoon I went round to look at the job. It wasn't anything difficult, a bit of electrics (my trade) a bit of plumbing and some basic joinery, in short it was a tart up job on her kitchen. I worked out how long it was going to take me and we agreed on a labour rate of £50 a day in cash, I estimated 5 days making a cost of £250 , she was quite happy and I said I'd start work on the following Monday. Monday came and I started the job, it went quite well and by wednesday I'd got quite a bit done, I was packing up for the day at around 4.30pm when the lady asked me if would mind hanging on while she popped out to the shop, she wouldn't be long. I said it would be a good half hour before I actually left as I had to clean up and put the stuff away (always leave things tidy), so off she went, about twenty minutes later she was back, with beer and a large pizza, "got you something to eat before you go" she said, pouring a beer into a glass. After pizza and a couple of beers she suddenly asked if I did 'extra's', I said she could have anything she wanted so long as, A) she could afford it, and B) it could be done without damaging what had already been done. She smiled and assured me that what she had in mind wouldn't affect the work I'd already done. "Shall I show you what I want then? " she asked, I nodded, "I think that would be a good idea, don't you" I replied, she stood up and came towards me, "I want some of that 'installing', she giggled, pointing at my jeans, at this point I was lost, "some of what installing?" I asked, "some of this, installing in my hole" she giggled, making a grab for my zip. Suddenly it clicked, she wanted a fuck, "ah, ok, well lets see you take your jeans off first" I replied, she had them off in seconds, "panties too" I contimued, watching as she pulled her tight white panties down and dropped them on the floor. "good, now help yourself, lets see you suck my cock first" I instructed, she dropped to her knees in front of me and soon had my cock out and was sucking it greedily, "ok, stop, sit on it" I told her several minutes later. I just laid back in the chair and let her ride me, well she wanted it so she could do all the work, eventually she was satisfied and I got up, sorted myself out and left, I'd be back tomorrow. This went on for several days and it got to the point where I was spending more time in bed with her than actually working, she'd not had sex for a long while and she was making sure she caught up, there was stuff she'd never tried and wanted to, she was very keen on learning and kept coming up with new idea's, I wondered if she'd been talking to her friend, who I had no doubt was vastly experienced. the first couple of days were just basic, me on top her on top, nothing special, then it started, "would you fuck my backside" she asked, "we'd better get you used to a finger first" I replied, she rode me while I probed her arse with a well lubed finger, she loved it, after a rest I fucked her arse slowly, instructing her to rub her clit, she went crazy, I had her doing all sorts and she loved it. Time was moving on and I needed to get her job finished, what should have taken 5 days was now in it's 7th day, and some of those days had been late finishes. I pointed this out to her that I had another job to start the following Monday and she reluctantly agreed to me spending more time working on the building and less time working on her, finally after 8 days, both her and the job were well and truly done, all I needed now was paying, then I had a horrible thought, would she think the fact I'd been drinking her beer, eating her pizza's and soundly fucking her, as payment, I needn't have worried, "right love, what do I owe you?" she asked, purse in hand. I looked at her and wondered, could I really be that cheeky? I'd chance it, "well love initially I said 5 days, but we've had quite a few delays and extra's added, so we're now at 8 days, and by my reckoning, 8 times £50 is £400 you owe me" she looked at me and smiled, "yes that's what I thought, £400, and I must say it was money well spent, in fact I may call on you in future I'm sure there'll be something that needs a little tweaking at some point". The wink when she said something would need 'tweaking' made me certain that any call back wouldn't be to tweak the building work, she took a bundle of money from her purse and handed it to me, "there's a little tip there as well, since you did such an excellent job at making sure I was well satisfied" she replied, a dirty little grin on her face. I did pop back a couple of times after that, once I was between girlfriends and coming back from the pub one night I felt the need to get my leg over, I called at her flat, it was on my way home, I knocked on and she opened the door, "hi, I was passing and thought I'd call in and check how that damp patch was" I said with a grin, "Oh, did I have a damp patch, I really hadn't noticed" she replied, "would you like to come in then and check?" . I nodded and we went inside, "right where did you see this damp patch then?" she asked, I reached out and gently took hold of her jeans and went to undo the button, she didn't object so I undid the button then slowly lowered the zip, "ah yes, I see where you're going now, to be honest I had noticed a damp patch down there the other day, it seems to be worse at some times than others, you'd better have a look while you're here" she giggled, I slipped my hand inside her jeans and rested it against the crotch of her panties, slowly I began to rub and pretty soon I felt them becoming damp, "yes, looks like you were right, it is damp in there, perhaps we'd better get those jeans off and have a closer look before things get worse" I joked, she quickly slipped off her jeans, then her panties and laid on the couch, I dropped my jeans and got between her legs, "we should be able to sort this easily enough, there's a cream you can inject to stop the damp, and it just so happens I've got some here, just wipe up any excess later if it leaks out" I said, laughing, I plunged my cock deep inside her moist hole and began to thrust, it didn't take long before I'd injected her with my 'damproofing fluid', "mmh, feels better already" she purred, "I think we'd better keep an eye on it though don't you?" we sat and had a beer and then I left for home, I had to make several repeat visits to deal with the 'damp patch' but the customer never complained and I did get more work out of it.