Author's Note: See invoice #1 for warnings, disclaimers, etc.

Invoice# 3

Ron called the minute his boyfriend had walked out the door to go to work. He knew he was being really obsessive and it was getting really out of control, but he felt totally addicted to this perverse little game he had going on.

"Hi...Come over."

D the plumber sighed. "Alright...God...are you horny are what?"

"Or what. Get over here."

"Hey, don't tell me what to do!"

Ron clenched his teeth. He wanted the plumber to come over this minute and fuck him senseless, but he had to play the game. "Sorry...when you can?"

"That's better...about an hour..."

"Fine." Ron tried to sound cheery, but was really miffed.

Ron hung up the telephone and walked back over to the stove where he had a soup ladle and a pot of alphabet soup.

Finally, fucking time...Ron thought as he stomped over to the door and opened it. The man snapped his gum and brushed the long bangs out of his eyes. All the anger was gone as Ron stood there, staring like an idiot.

"Are you going to let me fucking in or what?"

Ron shook out of his trace and said, "Yes, yes, come in." The man came in and Ron slammed the door.

Ron immediately pressed himself up against the man and began rubbing his cock with his hand.

"Jesus. Can't you wait a second?"

"No." Ron began pulling at the man's jeans. The man grabbed Ron's wrists and pulled them away.

"We do this my way. You know that."

Ron sighed. He pulled away, but went ahead and took off his apron, so he was completely naked.

The man pretended not to notice, and strolled over to the stove. "What do you having cooking today?"

"Alphabet soup," Ron said.

"Interesting."

"Well, I thought, maybe...I mean, I know, D is short and R-O-N is short, but..."

The man smirked at Ron. "But, S-U-C-K-M-Y-D-I-C-K is longer?"

Ron gulped and felt his dick twitch.

The man said slowly and quietly, "Come here..."

Ron obeyed and walked over to him. The man reached his hand behind Ron's neck and pulled his head close. He kissed him hard. He crammed his tongue inside Ron's mouth and pressed his hand hard on the back of Ron's neck, so Ron couldn't have moved if he had wanted to.

Then he let go and quickly turned Ron around and bent him over the back of one of the kitchen chairs.

Ron groaned and said, "Oh, yes..."

"You have got to be the horniest housewife I have ever met,” the man laughed.

Ron growled, "Shut up."

The man was surprised. This little housewife had been close to shy when they first started, but now, he had become a bit of a bitch. Not that it would stop him from coming over here almost every day...

"Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear you talk back to me." The man wasn't really all that mad, but liked to stay in control.

Ron opened his mouth to say something else, but the man stuck his finger in his hole and he squealed instead. He was rough, and darted the finger in and out. Then he pulled away. Ron gave a disappointed moan.

While keeping a hand on Ron's back to keep him where he was, the man stirred the soup. He wasn't going to the trouble of finding the correct letters. He figured he's just spell the words out loud, and let the housewife think they were really there. He picked out a letter and placed it on Ron's arse cheek. He picked out another letter and another and another...

He stood back a little, surveying his work and said, "Hmmmm..."

"What?" Ron said.

"Want to know what it says?"

"Yes."

The man spelled, "F-U-C-K-M-E-H-A-R-D"

Ron groaned. The man laughed. "Oh, maybe it says...let's see..." He began tracing the letters on Ron's arse. "R-O-N-L-O-V-E-S-M-Y-D-I-C-K"

"Jesus..."

The man reached into the pot and dipped his fingers in the warm soup. He reached for Ron's arse again, pulled his cheeks apart and pressed two fingers inside. It was slippery, and made it very easy to slide back and forth. He pulled out again.

"Ohhhhhh..." Ron lowered his head and grasped the bottom of the chair for support.

The man reached down and licked the letters off of Ron's arse, swirling his tongue around and slurping the letters into his mouth as he licked.

Ron squealed, "Oooooooooo...." Then the man dipped his tongue into Ron's hole and darted in and out. Ron started to move his arse around, trying to get that agile tongue deeper into him.

The man stopped for a moment and Ron knew that was a clue to stop moving or he wouldn't be getting any treats.

The man went back to licking and slurping and darting. Ron was bent over so his head was upside down, and he was getting lightheaded from that and the sensations in his arse.

The man reach down and pulled off his jeans, only down to just below his hips. He reached for his hard, throbbing cock and aimed for Ron's opening.

He pressed the tip up against the hole and pushed himself into that always tight little arse. He grabbed Ron's hips and began shoving himself harder inside, back and forth.

"Oh, God, yes!" Ron yelled out.

"You love this, don't you?" the man said, roughly.

"Yes, yes!"

"You can't do without it, can you?"

"No, No! Please, oh God..."

The man continued to move Ron's hips back and forth into his cock. Moving roughly. The chair moving all around, as Ron's body was shoved against the man.

Ron yelled, "Oh...yes...I have to have you. Fuck me, oh God...Fuck me. Please..." Ron was so emotional. He couldn't help it. He cried out again, "Ohhhhhhh..." Tears fell from his eyes.

The man groaned out. He arched his back and thrust himself into Ron as far as he could, feeling his cum spread inside the whimpering body below him. He could feel his balls slap up against Ron's arse, and he arched his back and came once again.

For the first time since they started having sex, he leaned over Ron and kissed him gently on the back. He caressed Ron for just a moment, before he came to his senses and got up and pulled out his dick.

Ron whimpered pathetically. The man pulled his jeans up and pushed himself away. He felt like he'd showed too much emotion. Too much kindness. Too much something...

"I gotta go."

Ron lifted himself from the chair and sniffled. "Okay."

The man brushed his bangs out of his eyes and felt agitated. "Do you want me to come back tomorrow?"

Ron sniffed again. "Yes."

The man didn't need to remember to take his tools, because he had left them in the truck this time. He walked over to the door and left, without saying another word.

Ron watched him go. He sniffed again, before cleaning up a few letters on the floor. He then went into the bedroom and changed into some clothes. He looked at the bed. He crawled under the covers and cried into the pillow.

When his boyfriend got home, he called, "Honey, I'm home." There was no answer. "Honey?"

His boyfriend walked around the house, then finally to the bedroom, where he found Ron lying in bed. He rushed to his side. "What's the matter, sweetheart?"

Ron gulped out, "Don't feel well."

"Oh, honey...I'll take care of you...would you like some soup?

Ron burst out in tears. His boyfriend was extremely alarmed. "Honey, honey...it's okay...how about a cool washcloth on your forehead?"

Ron sobbed out, "Okay!"

His boyfriend went to get the washcloth and took care of Ron for the rest of the evening.

The next morning -

The boyfriend rushed to the door when he heard the knocking. He didn't want Ron to wake up. He'd had a restless night. The boyfriend opened the door and found a slight man with long blond hair and a surprised look on his face.

"May I help you?"

"Uh...I...I'm the plumber? And...uh...I made a house call...and I wondered if the sink was okay?" He was trying not to look shocked.

"Oh, yes. My boyfriend did say he had been having problems with the sink. Come in."

"Uh...okay...um...where's the little missus?" The man walked inside and to the sink.

"Oh, he's sleeping. He's not feeling well today."

"Oh."

"Where are your tools?"

The man was speechless for a moment. Then he put on his arrogant smirk and said, "Oh, I figured the sink is fine. Just wanted to be sure." He looked down into the hole.

The boyfriend leaned over the sink and looked, too. They bumped heads and looked up at each other.

The man noticed the boyfriend had really pretty green eyes.

The man brushed his bangs out of his eyes.

The boyfriend noticed that the man had really sensuous gray eyes and that long blond hair was really...

The man snapped his gum and blew a bubble...