A Trey Songz Fiction Story

Written by Syreeta (@Only1ME_Syreeta)

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I’m so sick and tired of the leaks around here. Why did I buy a fixer upper? What was I thinking? Everything is wet and yet I’ve been in a drought. The irony. Let me call a plumber.

 

“Hi! I’m calling because I have a clogged pipe in my kitchen and leakage under the sinks in my bathrooms. I was wondering if you could send someone out to take a look at it and if so how soon…yes my name is Winter Wright and the address that came up is the one I’m calling about…someone can be here at 3:30…okay that’ll be fine…thank you very much.”

 

Now that, that was taken care of I had a whole list of things that needed to be done. What I needed the most was a maintenance man. Maybe I’ll find him next. I think I’m a glutton for punishment. I knew going into this it was going to be challenging and yet I still bought the house, but it’s so beautiful. It’s a three bedroom with two and a half baths. It’s my little diamond in the rough and as soon as it’s all fixed up all this punishment that I’m putting myself through would have been well worth it.

 

I’ve only been in my new home for two weeks now and already all the imperfections are starting to show even more. Better now than later while I still have the money to do things. I still have more painting to do, new cabinets that needed to be installed, the floors were going to be redone and lastly my yard. But these leaks and that clog had to be handled at the moment. They were making me crazy especially at night when the house is quiet, all I hear coming from my bathroom is drip…drip…drip. The naughty things that would go through my mind. I swear the sound reminded me of my pussy when its talking from being fucked so good and I’m wet as Niagara Falls. Sometimes I couldn’t resist and had to have some me time.

 

I’ve been missing affection for a minute. The last encounter I’ve had with a man was a one night stand and that was over six months ago…mmm just the thought of that gets me hot. Talk about your panty wetter. That man dicked me down so good I was crying. Lord knows I wish I could find him. That was one hell of an experience. I will never forget it. I had just gotten dressed and needed to run out. I remember I had to run to the grocery store before I was due to be at a barbeque because I was running late. I knew what I wanted to get so I picked up a basket, grabbed what I was suppose to bring plus a few items for my fridge then jumped in line. There was a very handsome gentleman standing behind me. He smelled so good too. I could feel his eyes staring at me. I picked up a magazine like I was really interested in looking at it just because my body had to move in front of him a little to get it. I said excuse me and he said sure and smiled at me. I’m flipping through the pages and then he starts to talk to me but as he was speaking it was my turn at the register. I was talking to him as I was looking in my purse to get my money. I was in such a rush leaving the house I don’t know how I did it, but I left my wallet at home. I couldn’t believe it. I’m sitting there frantically trying to find my wallet and it wasn’t there. I was so embarrassed. Why did this goddess say he would pay for my groceries. I of course told him no trying to be proud, but he insisted and went on and gave the cashier the money for it. I told him thank you and waited until he was done paying for his groceries to really talk to him…

 

“You know you paid for my groceries and I don’t even know your name.”

 

“It’s Tremaine but you can call me Trey for short.”

 

We start walking out of the supermarket as we’re talking.

 

“I really appreciate you paying for my food. I’ve never done that before…left the house without any money.”

 

“Stuff happens. It’s cool…believe me I was happy to help.”

 

“Well I’d like to pay you back.”

 

“Baby I’m not sweating dat. Now if it was over a hunnad you woulda had a problem.”

 

Then he laughed. His smile was so beautiful. I really wanted to pay him back so I invited him over for dinner. I was in my apartment at this time still looking to move. I knew something was bound to happen with him that night because we were so attracted to each other. We kept giving each other these subtle glances and then he had me sit on his lap while we watched t.v. Oh just thinking about it is making me wet. His pipe was so hard. I felt it protrude right through his jeans as my ass hugged it. My arm was resting around his neck then once I turned and looked into those eyes he leaned into me and kissed me. It was the first time our lips introduced themselves. The way his tongue swayed in my mouth and the feel of his strong hands on my body had me dripping wet by now. I turned my body all the way around to face him. As he continued to look into my eyes he pulled my shirt off and got his first look at my girls. When he nibbled and licked on them I was practically losing my mind. My body was ready to feel what was in those pants. I was rubbing clothes begging for it. He knew I wanted it too and kept on with the foreplay. By the time we did fuck my panties were soaked before they ever came off…Ok let me stop thinking about it. I have to save that memory for when it’s “me time.” Right now it’s “get this house cleaned time.”

 

I did my cleaning and wanted to do some laundry but I was scared to use my machine because of the leaks so I held off on the washing. I just recycled a bunch of my “around the house wear” which consisted of shorts, tank tops, cut off sweats, old short sleeve shirts and a few sweat dresses. I liked to be comfortable, besides I had no one to impress unfortunately. Once my cleaning was done it was about 3:00 pm. I decided to wash up real quick since I was sweaty and watched tv till the plumber arrived. Finally there was a knock. I was so happy to finally get this taken care of. When I opened up the door I thought I was seeing things.

 

“Hello…I’m here from Packs Pipe Plumbing. You needed a plumber?”

 

I was still surprised at who I was looking at I didn’t even answer him. He’s standing there waiting for me to respond and let him in. I’m just staring at him.

 

“Ms. Wright…”

 

“I’m sorry come in.”

 

I noticed once he came in his whole demeanor changed. He hugged me so tight all I could do was stand there since my arms were pinned to my sides.

 

“Lemme just hold you for a minute so I’ll know you’re real.”

 

“I didn’t think you remembered me.” He releases me to look at me.

 

“Girl you don’t know how bad I been wanting to see you again.”

 

“So you do remember me?”

 

“I could never forget you. I had to keep it professional while I was at ya door. You never know who’s watching but damn right I remember you.”

 

“So why’d you disappear on me after that night?”

 

“I left you a note with my number on it because I had to go. You never called me. I wasn’t gonna just show up at ya door but believe me I kept you in my “one that got away file.”

 

“I didn’t get a note.”

 

“Well I left you one right on the desk in ya room.”

 

“I never saw it. I would of definitely called.”

 

“Yeah I kinda questioned that one myself.” I laughed.

 

“I didn’t know you were a plumber.”

 

“You must not remember that night like I do then.” I laughed again.

 

“You know what I mean.”

 

“Yeah I know. Nah this is one of the many jobs I have. See I like working with my hands so fixing clogs and leaks ain‘t all I‘m good at.”

 

“You don’t gotta tell me.”

 

“So first things first. Show me where you having problems at.”

 

“Right this way.”

 

I show him what’s going on with my sink in the kitchen and then the bathrooms. He knew exactly what to do. While he was in my kitchen working I just sat there and stared at him. He was so focused I didn’t want to interrupt. I just let him work. He told me the job was going to have to be fixed in two parts so he would have to come back. That was fine with me. I was so happy to see him again I couldn’t stop smiling.

 

“So will you be the one to come back or will it be someone else?”

 

“No it’ll definitely be me, but uh is that everywhere? You don’t have any other clogs or wet spots that you need me to take a look at before I go?”

 

“You know there is one other wet spot that could use some attending too.”

 

“Show me.”

 

“How bout I just tell you it’s on me and you find it and fix it.”

 

He walks over and stands in front of me.

 

He kisses my ear. “Is it here?” I shake my head no.

 

He kisses the top of my nose. “Is it here?”  I shake my head no again. Then he pulls up my shirt just enough to show my belly. He gets down on his knees.

 

His lips lightly brush and circle around my navel before he kisses it. “Is it here?”

 

You talk about muscles tightening up and juices flowing my pussy was crying. I could feel the tears. I shook my head no. Then he pulled my shorts down and slid my panties to the side and kissed my sopping wet lips. Then he looks at me.

 

“Baby I found the leak.”

 

I could barely speak.

 

“Can you fix it?”

 

“I can fix anything.” I stepped out of my shorts. “This gone need a special kind of piping doe, but I got it right here.” He stood up, unfastened his pants and whipped his tool out on me. My leak was now a steady waterfall. “This whatchu gone need right here.”

 

He wasn’t lying. With that kind of piping I knew my leak was only gonna get worse before it got better. I came out of my panties real quick. He picked me up and sat me on the island in my kitchen. He had a condom in his wallet. When he took it out he looked at me and smiled.

 

“Never leave home without ‘em.”

 

I was so glad he didn’t. After he put it on he fucked me right there on top of it. His pipe game was doing some serious damage. There was leakage everywhere. It was out of control. There was no stopping my waterfall. I was like liquid draino once I was really unclogged. The flood gates were open. As he was on top of me my legs were wrapped around his body so tight. His pipe was one tool that could fix this spot perfectly. I grinded on him wanting every single inch. I gripped his ass pushing him deep inside of me. He had me so wet our bodies were slipping and sliding as my fountain spilled over. We were hot and sweaty so not only did my pussy make a puddle but our body heat did too. My body was definitely missing this but my plumber man was putting in work. I was finally drained. When I came I whined like a baby as the rain came pouring down. It felt so damn good to know that my pipes were in good working order and the clog and the leaks had been fixed. He got satisfied shortly after and his wave came crashing in…the Magnum. Then he laid flat beside me on the island with nothing but wetness surrounding us. We both lie there looking at the ceiling.

 

“You need some new paint up in here.”

 

“Yeah I know. There’s a lot more that needs to be done, but I had to deal with these leaks first.”

 

Trey had another appointment so he got up and started getting dressed.

 

“Yeah well I’ll be back to finish up the rest of the job. Ya one sink was pretty wet up underneath so the solution I used needs to marinate for the night. I’ll be back tomorrow to finish getting things back in order and give it a good cleaning with the wet vac. It sucks up wetness real good.”

 

That was music to my ears. I sat up.

 

“So what time should I expect my plumber man then?”

 

As he was about to respond his boot caught my panties on the floor and almost made him slip. He picked them up.

 

“Damn! You needa call me ya panty wetter. These jawns soaked. I almost bust my ass.”

 

“Give me my panties!”

 

He hands them to me.

 

“I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time…see you baby…kisses my cheek…I’ll see myself out.”

 

Trey left me again with a wet ass; this time holding wet panties, but dammit I had no clogs and was leak free. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow. I sat there naked for a minute basking in the moment. Suddenly there was leakage again. This time I didn’t care. At least I could relax knowing my Plumber man was only a day away. I didn’t mind getting soaked when I knew a wet vac would soon cum my way.