I’m in some kind of Chinese finger cuffs situation with our plumber who was working on our home renovation before the shutdown. The more we both try to resist the attraction, the more locked in we become. I just googled “Chinese finger cuffs” to see if it meant what I thought it did–and apparently Chasing Amy brought about a new definition: a spit roast. Also appropriate. If that’s the only way I could have him, I’d take it. We’re both married. You can read more backstory [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/g8roxe/super_hot_for_the_plumber_renovating_our_house_im/) and [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/g8tkua/plumber_stories_part_2_the_swollen_pussy_edition/)
The home scene for the plumber isn’t a dead bedroom. He has an attractive wife, they have sex, but as an example: it causes a real kerfuffle if he’s “caught” masturbating–especially if porn is involved. (Side note: last time this happened he said to me, “At least I didn’t tell her I was thinking about you.”) This kind of scenario, where she’s walking in and he’s already turned on, makes me completely crazy! I can’t imagine not being excited to find that man stroking it! Also: I would love it if my husband were horny enough for me to “catch” him jerking off, but alas, anytime he’s cumming, I’m there to receive it, and I could take some more. e.g. here I am writing this, when I could be….