My best friend papa was fixing the sink shirtless and I was dripping wet

So, I was over at my best friend’s house last weekend just hanging out in the kitchen when her papa comes in like hey the sink’s leaking again smh. i didn’t think anything of it until he actually got down to go fix it. first thing he does is take his shirt off because he didn’t wanna get it dirty.

ngl i froze. he’s not some gym bro with abs, he’s got that thick dad bod with just enough muscle under it, veins popping on his arms while he grabbed the wrench. fr i couldn’t look away. the way his back flexed when he bent down under the sink… i swear i felt my pussy start pulsing right there on the damn stool.

i tried to play it cool scrolling on my phone but omg my eyes kept drifting back to him. sweat started running down his chest and dripping right into the waistband of his jeans. i was literally clenching my thighs so hard hoping nobody noticed.

he was struggling with the pipe and kept grunting. like deep, low sounds. every time he groaned i swear my pussy leaked. i could feel it soaking my panties, like i was actually dripping through them. ngl i wanted to slide off the chair and sit on his face right there.

the most awkward part? he turned around at one point and caught me staring. like full on eye contact while i had my lip between my teeth. i panicked and pretended to cough but he smirked, wiped the sweat off his chest with his hand, and went back to work. i almost lost it.

then it got worse. he had to reach way under the sink so his jeans rode down just enough for me to see the top of his briefs and a little bit of crack. idk why that did it for me but omg i felt a full gush. i legit had to cross my legs and squeeze or i was gonna moan out loud in my best friend’s kitchen.

when he finally fixed it he stood up, stretched his arms over his head, and his whole chest glistened with sweat. i swear it looked like some porno moment. i muttered nice job but my voice cracked like i was 13. he laughed, grabbed his shirt, and winked before walking off.

i literally ran to the bathroom after and checked my panties. they were soaked through with grool. like dripping wet. i had to take them off and shove them deep in my bag so no one would see.

wtf i can’t stop thinking about it now. not the sink, not the plumbing, not even my friend. just her dad shirtless, sweaty, grunting while i sat there dripping like a faucet he couldn’t fix.