The Union Plumber

A woman called a union plumber to her Manhattan apartment to fix a leaking pipe. The plumber was pleased to discover that the woman was quite a luscious well-stacked babe. During the course of his visit they became quite “friendly.” Late in the afternoon the phone rang, disturbing their bedroom shenanigans. Putting down the phone, she said, “My husband is on his way home, but he has to go back to the office around eight. If you come back then we can take up where we left off.” The plumber looked at her in disbelief. “What? On my own time?!”

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