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Making it all up	By : fuckboyunstoppable Category: G through L > Home Improvement Views: 493 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Making it all up
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Tim Taylor, who hosted a show called "Tool Time," the husband of Jill Taylor, had three sons, wanted to fix - sorry, "improve" the dishwasher to make it more manly. However, Jill explicitly told him not to touch the dishwasher. What Tim hadn't known was that Jill had a job interview today, and she was at the interview (at the moment). So, Tim thought this would be an exemplary time to rope Mark, his and Jill's youngest son, into helping him with his scheme.
There, in the garage, Tim taught Mark everything he needed to know: about grease, tools, all that good shit. So when the dishwasher got improved, Tim ended up getting an electrical burn on his hand. Holy fuck... he was going to be in for it when Jill got home.
That was a few hours ago. Now, Tim was relaxing in the backyard after dragging his youngest son into fixing the dishwasher. The dishwasher that wasn't even broken and he just did it behind his wife's back. Then, then, that's, that's when Jill came home from the interview. Now, she didn't get the job, but she didn't know that yet. She was inside the house, calling for Tim, the latter telling her he was in the backyard. Things got real from there.
"Is that grease on your hand?" Jill had started skeptically asking Tim a question regarding the burn on his hand.
However, she was worried about him as well and didn't know the cause of the burn on his hand, but she was about to learn the truth.
"No, that's an electrical burn." Tim decided to honestly answer his wife's question.
"Did you touch the dishwasher?" Jill was sus as fuck upon hearing her husband's response.
"Did I touch the dishwasher?" Tim was thinking about what his wife asked him, regarding the dishwasher.
"You're a dead man!" Jill got up from the grass and chased Tim into the kitchen.
Oh, Jill was fucking livid. She and Tim ran into the living room, where Jill entered the kitchen.
"Boy, are you cute when you're panicking!" Tim was laughing his ass off while Jill had started into the kitchen. "That big vein in your forehead just sticks out."
Jill ran into the kitchen and opened the cupboard, and that was when she saw the compressor. Oh, she was sus now. She was sus.
"Huuuuuuh!" Jill loudly said before asking Tim in a shocked tone, "What the hell is that?!"
"That is the power source to your new dishwasher!" Tim was practically excited when telling Jill what he had added to the dishwasher.
Jill did not react well, like at all. If anything, she reacted with more anger, directed at her husband for doing something this fucking stupid behind her back.
"Take it out!" Jill angrily told Tim to take that shit out.
"No, no, no, no!" Tim answered back to his wife, refusing to take the compressor out of the dishwasher.
Jill was not satisfied with what Tim had told her and started warning him AGAIN to take the compressor out. Tim's shitty ass excuses were probably it, honestly.
"You don't like the fact that I improved the dishwasher." Tim had never spoken truer facts before, before grabbing the plate with the yolk from this morning and saying, "Remember that yolk that wouldn't come off the plate this morning?"
Tim put the plate inside the dishwasher before saying, "Watch this."
Then, Tim switched the dishwasher on and then it started humming into life. Jill and Tim watched the dishwasher seemingly do it's job. However, less than a few minutes later, Jill was feeling tense. It turned out not even a few minutes after, the back of the dishwasher exploded. Jill was initially horrified before she turned angry and Tim was wincing before saying:
"And it exploded."
"Tim, that's from Galaxy Quest, not Tool Time, and also, this is 1991, not 1999, dumbass." Jill may have possibly broken the fourth wall with her statement.
Jill was fucking pissed with Tim, who looked at the stairs and saw Mark and his brother, Randy, running down the stairs, about to go near the washing-I mean, dishwasher, but Jill told them they could get hurt. Then, that's when Mark told her she didn't get the job, disappointing her greatly. Tim apologized for not telling her, that he was going to, but was too distracted by the dishwasher. Jill wasn't in the mood for this shit and started cleaning up the kitchen.
That was several hours before. Now, Jill was sitting on the couch, watching Tim's speech on Tool Time, on TV. Looks like he was about to apologize to her live on TV.
"What you said on the show today was really sweet, Tim." Jill had a lot to say, but first, she had to compliment Tim's speech on TV.
"I don't know whether you noticed, but your name is Jill and I used the name Jill. Maybe you caught the hidden double meaning." Tim had tried explaining to Jill that there was way more behind that speech than he had intended.
"It was subtle, dear, but I did grasp it." Jill had confirmed that she did grasp what the fuck Tim was talking about, even if it was subtle.
Tim then walked over to the couch and sat next to Jill, who was still watching the TV.
"Am I forgiven?" Tim basically asked his wife if he was forgiven for going behind her back and touching the dishwasher.
"Yeah, forgiven." Jill told Tim he was forgiven, before grabbing his face and kissing him.
The married couple decided to finish watching the TV before turning it off so they can make out. The minute the TV was turned off, Jill got on Tim's lap and started kissing him again, this time rougher than the first time. Luckily, Tim was already onto Jill and allowed his lips to meet hers and continued roughly kissing her in return. Jill grabbed Tim's shirt while the latter grabbed her flowery vest and together the couple removed both items and tossed them to the floor, leaving Jill in her whitish-pinkish (?) blouse and Tim shirtless.
The couple took a second to appreciate each other's presence, not just that, but also to see what was in front of them. Tim placed his hands near Jill's blouse and began unbuttoning it, exposing some skin to him. Button after button, Tim undid the last button on Jill's blouse and opened and removed it before tossing the blouse to the floor, exposing her black bra. Jill grabbed onto Tim and had started roughly kissing him again, allowing the latter to let out a soft moan.
"Fuck... Jill, I had no idea...~" Tim started softly moaning under his breath while his wife kissed and bit his lip a little.
"Maybe that's a little punishment for breaking the dishwasher, Tim... ;)" Jill was still not over the dishwasher being broken, except this time, she got to mention it during foreplay.
Tim reached behind Jill and unclasped her bra before removing and tossing the undergarment with her blouse and vest, exposing her great set of tits to him. Jill blissfully looked at Tim, her tits exposed, and wearing just a pair of gray jeans and possibly panties, as she and Tim had taken their shoes off just a few minutes prior.
"Tim..." Jill gently grabbed Tim's head and placed it on one of her breasts. "Suck on it..."
Tim softly sighed and parted his lips, allowing him access to Jill's nipple, and started sucking on the breast. Jill very softly moaned under her breath while Tim sucked on her breast.
"Tim, please..." Jill pleaded for Tim to continue sucking on her breast as she started straddling him.
Tim continued sucking on Jill's breast while she straddled him on his lap, allowing both people to get turned on with no problem. Jill snuck a free hand near Tim's pant fly and started opening it before unzipping it, showing some of (but not all of) his boxers.
"This feels so good... don't stop, Jill..." Tim once again softly whispered in his wife's ear, telling her not to stop.
"Trust me, Tim, I don't plan on stopping anytime soon...~" Jill whispered in a rather seductive tone of voice.
Tim got up from the couch, startling Jill a little, and switched positions on the couch so the latter was laying on her back. He kneeled down in front of his wife, grabbed the front of her jeans, and started opening them before removing them, leaving her in a lacy pair of panties. Jill returned the favor by pulling down and removing Tim's jeans before throwing them rather roughly, leaving him in his boxers.
"Wow... you... you're rather hard down there, Tim..." Jill ran her hand down Tim's crotch area and started massaging it a little.
"Thanks, Jill..." Tim's breathing started hitching slightly as he felt Jill's hand on his crotch.
Tim grabbed the waistband of Jill's panties and pulled them down a little, showing a bit of her ass.
"Well, Jill?" Tim asked while his hands were still on Jill's panties.
Jill stopped massaging Tim's crotch and urged her hips upward so he could remove her panties entirely. Tim pulled down and removed Jill's panties entirely before throwing them with the rest of the clothes on the ground.
"Please..." Jill practically begged Tim at this point.
Tim pulled down and removed his boxers, then roughly threw them with the same place their other pieces of clothing had been discarded earlier, before grabbing Jill and continued to kiss her rather roughly, letting her moan in pleasure.
"Oooh..." Jill softly moaned as Tim was kissing her roughly.
Tim grabbed Jill, flipped her over so she'd be laying on her stomach, inserted his cock inside her anus, and started going at her from behind, letting the latter grab at one of the couch cushions in pleasure.
"Ohhhh, awwww!!~" Jill had started moaning in ecstasy before saying, "Ohhh, fuck me, Tim!!~"
Lucky for Jill and Tim, their sons were not home. Tim tried convincing his wife to trust him, but the last time he was trusted with something, they had another kid. The Taylors didn't need to make another mistake for their family. Maybe three was enough. So, Tim penetrated Jill harder, allowing her to moan louder.
"Fuck, Tim, I had no idea you're this great!!~" Jill was in ecstasy right now.
She really was. Tim couldn't be anymore satisfied with how he was fucking his wife. Could this have been a way to get her to shut the fuck up about the dishwasher being rewired and then BROKEN? Possibly!
"If only I could be any better than I currently am, I would fuck you harder!!~" Tim loudly said as he sodomized Jill.
"Why don't you fuck me harder then, Tim?!~" Jill may have given Tim more to do to her than he could handle.
And so, Tim decided to comply with his wife's request and started sodomizing her harder, allowing her to moan louder than Sigourney Weaver's character from in that one 1999 DreamWorks film on a Saturday night. The day may have gotten quicker, but what about the afternoon? Did it go quicker also? Apparently.
"Awwww... Tim... that cock... feels so...~" Jill was practically feeling both euphoria and breathless at this point.
As the afternoon went on happening, Jill's moans got way more loud, to the point where Tim was worried that the neighbors were going to call the cops on them. Oh, speaking of, Tim penetrating his wife's asshole went more faster and also kinda rough, and the both of them were about to orgasm together.
Few minutes have passed, and Jill had an orgasm while Tim came. Tim pulled out of Jill's anus, and turned her over so she'd be on her back.
"Tim..." Jill was out of breath by that point. "Don't ever do something this fucking stupid behind my back again, clear?"
"Clear as a whistle, Jill..." Tim breathlessly said while he laid on top of her.
So, after all that had happened, the couple decided to fall asleep on the couch, seeing that they were too tired to sleep in their rooms. However, Jill was worried about one thing: whether her and Tim's sons were going to walk in on them, naked and on the couch. Tim thought nothing of it and just fell asleep with Jill on the living room couch for a bit, feeling bliss as they slept.
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