Un jeune artisan me détruit les trous

Sometimes I really am a fox. When I recently saw the hot plumber from the company Rohrfrei at my neighbor's house, I thought to myself "Wow, he could lay a pipe in my house". So I gave them a call and asked for an appointment. Since I said it was an emergency, the horny bastard was at my door the same day. As clever as I am, I put on heels and tight clothes in advance in the hope that he would bite. When he came in he immediately asked about my problem and I came clean. I told him that it was actually about my asshole and that the emergency call was more about sperm. Did I go too far with that?