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pressing his thumb the length of his shaft to milk the rest of his orgasm loose.
    After he caught his breath, BJ stood up and kissed me again. Clinging to my smaller body, as if he might collapse. I could taste the salty, thickness of cum in his mouth, and I lapped at it. I didn’t even spare it a thought that I was wearing the plumber’s cum on my sweats and my feet. All I cared about was the heat of his body, the semi-rigidness of his cock pressed to my abdomen, and the cum dampened fingers coiling through my hair as he kissed me.
    “That was fucking awesome,” he breathed.
    I chuckled and rocked my hips into him. “Do you offer that service to all your customers?”
    BJ gave me that lopsided grin and kissed me once more. “Only the hot blonds who keep flaunting their cute asses at me while I’m trying to work.”
    A shiver of delight washed through me at the compliment.
    We kissed for a little while longer, me stroking his back and him running his hands through my hair. It was sheer bliss the way he held me. He was so much bigger than I was. I felt safe and sheltered.
    “I should probably go so you can get ready for your party,” he whispered, his hot breath tickling the crook of my neck. I wriggled, but neither of us made a move to leave each other’s arms.
    Unfortunately, BJ was right. I had a party to get ready for. The guests would be there in less than an hour, and I still had a lot to do. Not that I was regretting the afternoon’s distractions. I sighed with great reluctance and stepped back. BJ kissed my cheek then tucked that pretty cock of his back into his carpenter jeans.
    “Um, how much do I owe you?” I asked awkwardly as he retrieved his ball cap from the floor.
    BJ looked a bit taken aback. “You don’t have to pay me for that.”
    I blushed again, and gestured to the sink. “No, I mean the sink.”
    It was BJ’s turn to pinken and the sight of it made my dick stir. “Oh, yeah. Well, I guess I wouldn’t feel right taking your money…not after…” he nodded to my crotch.
    I grinned. BJ was absolutely adorable when he was embarrassed. But my smile faded when I realized I hadn’t bothered to pull up my pants and my cock was still hanging out. Blushing, I turned slightly away from him, and righted my clothes. When I turned back around, he seemed amused by my display of modesty.
    I was struck with inspiration. “Wanna stay for my party?”
    He made a face. “I’m in dirty work clothes.”
    “You could go home and change, then come back,” I suggested hopefully.
    BJ cocked his head to the side, and for one terrified second I was afraid he would say no. Maybe he’d gotten what he wanted, and he never cared if he saw me again. Just the thought of never seeing this man again depressed me more than I expected.
    Then he grinned, and it was like liquid sunshine filling me. “Sure, I’d like that.”
    “Great. You don’t have to dress up,” I told him. “It’s casual, just so you know.”
    “Cool.”
    I led him to the door then, and he kissed me long, and slow. I trembled into the kiss, my lips following his when he pulled back.
    He smiled at my eagerness. “I’ll see ya in a little bit, Sam.”
    “Thank you, BJ.”
    He gave me that lopsided grin one more time and paused on the front porch steps. “Are you thanking me for fixing your sink or taking care of that leaking pipe?”
    I grinned so wide I swore my face might crack. “Both.”

    THE END
    Copyright ©2010 Deanna Wadsworth
    Also from Deanna Wadsworth:
    Red Riding Hood
    The Legend of Sleepy Hollow
    Secret Santa
    (available from Decadent Publishing and Amazon)
    Email: [email protected]
    Website: http://deannawadsworth.blogspot.com

CHRISTMAS IN THE SANDBOX by Missy Welsh
    Dear Santa,
    At this time of year, our minds turn to the men serving in our military. They're protecting our freedom - far away from their friends and family, surrounded by other, muscular, sweaty men in close quarters. I would love it if you could