Late-Night Offer at the Job Site

I don't remember your name, but my company is working on a job site. You stopped by late in the day, claiming to need a job.

I was the last one there and I told you straight up that we didn't have a position that would be right for you.

You quickly replied as you grabbed your junk, "Well, actually, sir, my stopping by this late in the day was not a mistake. I noticed your missing wedding ring and the tan line when you paid at the deli yesterday. I thought to myself, there's a man not getting any."

Continuing, "I followed you from the deli to the gas station across the street. I noticed your junk when you got out of the truck. Kept my distance when you spent 120 bucks. As I stayed in my car, I saw you pull out and a mile later pull in here at the job site. Time was tight, and I had to try my luck today."

While pointing at my left hand, you shocked me.

"Actually, I think you're stressing out about this project, going through a rough time at home, and separated from your wife. I'm not here to get a job... I think you've earned a job from me. Looking at the rise in your Levi's, you kinda like the idea of getting a great BJ in your private, job site trailer."

I don't know... a dude hasn't sucked my dick since college and damn, jimmy was really good at it when he wasn't chasing the girls! I shoved both hands into my pockets and try the adjust myself without you noticing but you were staring right at my dick. The idea sounded good but I has still hesitant.

"Tell you what... the opportunity is right. Drop those Levi's and l let's see if I'm better than Johnny. Let's get to it, times a wasting."

I like the way you handle your self. Wouldn't think you're a cock sucker. By time I finished that sentence and unbuckled my belt, you were in your knees with your mouth working my cock through my Jockey's. I announce, "Alright! It was Jimmy by the way, but Let's do this right." As my thumbs pull my 501's and underwear down under my ass cheeks, you took my semi hard cock between your lips. That neglected cock responded so quickly.

I had flashbacks of actually fucking Jimmy's head when he would blow me. Not really getting a blow job, more like I slid my cock from his lips to the back of his throat repeatedly fucking his head like a melon. Leaned back a little and moved my hands to the back of your head as you started the same with you. Fuck! You're good.

One of the radios squawked, "If you're still in the office, swing by the shack for a beer with us guys."

I removed one hand from your head, and reached for the radio. Tapped you on the shoulder and placed my finger up and make the Shhh symbol, "Let me finish up with this deposit, and I'll be right on over"

I reached over returning the walkie-talkie to the cradle, and that was the symbol for you to get busy again. I wrapped my hands around your head as you wrap yours around my waist to hold on tight. The things you were doing with your lips, tongue and throat, I've never felt in my life. I knew if you reach down and start stroking your own cock you were having a good time also. I lifted my legs and firmly planted them on the wall behind you a good 3'-4' apart. Trying to give you every inch of space you need..

Damn boy, you're 10 times better than Jimmy, I'm about to fucking blow my load already.

You can continue strokin' yours until you bust, but here comes mine. Suck it down. Can't get any on my clothes if I am going to the Shack for a beer with my guys.

Without another warning, wave after wave of thick cum starts pumping down your throat.

"I am not leaving any evidence here.' He stated as he was licking his lips. "I'll take care of mine later. It's good to hear I got the job!"

And without another word, you hiked up your shorts give me a little salute and walk out the door.

As I told you the beginning, I don't remember your name, life hasn't changed much, but I would love seconds!!