Hey, folks. This is my first try.
"I want to suck your cock." Tina was standing in front of me, wrapped in a white towel; her damp hair hung over her bare shoulders. She had wrapped the towel low enough to let me see a respectable amount of her impressive cleavage.
Before I could so much as take another breath she dropped the towel and she was on top of me, fumbling at my belt buckle and zipper...
...Actually, hold on a minute. Let me back up a bit.
Unpredictability had always been an aspect of my job that I found refreshing. Any profession that requires providing services to the customer in-home is routinely full of surprises. Being a cable guy was no exception. Jim Carrey impersonations aside, there was a certain unpredictability to my job that your typical retail clerk or fast-food preparer would seldom encounter.
All in all, I really liked my job. It paid well for a twenty year old college drop-out. I was on the road all day, which spared me from the agony of working in the same predictable place week-in week-out. You could even say I was proud to be a cable guy. At this point in my career I was closing in on three years of experience. Not a stunning figure to be sure, but relative to my coworkers, I was practically an old pro. The only reason I bring all this up is because even though I had come to expect the unexpected, there were some things that even an old pro like me could never have seen coming.
Which brings me to Friday morning. Not only was it a gorgeous, sixty-five degree, sunny, April morning, it was my last day of work before my long awaited vacation. My itinerary for the next eleven days: absolutely nothing. Needless to say, I was pretty jazzed.
I arrived at the shop to the usual Friday morning coffee and donuts, courtesy of our supervisor. As was typical of Friday mornings, conversation was on the lighter side. Twelve cable guys in one room trying to out-do each other with stories of weird customers, awkward situations, and the occasional disgusting, gag-inducing mobile home. After a donut and some laughs, I wished everyone a good day and set off to my first stop.
The work order told me that the customer's name was Matt Morgan, so the possibility of meeting someone like Tina was the farthest thing from my mind. I pulled up in front of an old, large house which had been converted into three or four apartments and knocked on Matt Morgan's apartment door. The answer was slow in coming, but after a few more knocks, an attractive young woman opened the door. She hadn't been awake for very long, but despite her early morning look, she was a pleasant surprise. Her dark hair was pulled back and she wore sweat pants and a loose white men's t-shirt that barely allowed the curve of her breasts to show through.
"Hi," I smiled. "I'm Jason, from the cable company. You have an appointment today to turn your service on?"
She stared for a moment before a light bulb turned on upstairs. "Oh yeah!" she chirped. I totally forgot. Come in!"
She opened the door wide enough to let me pass and I stood politely just inside. "I'm so sorry I wasn't ready--God I'm a mess."
"Not a problem," I said, smiling. "It tends to happen on early appointments. But if you just want to show me where the TV's are I'll get started."
She led me to a livingroom decorated in typical college fashion, and then to two bedrooms, both of which I surmised were occupied by girls.
"There is a Matt Morgan living here, right?" I didn't want to do an hour's worth of work in the wrong apartment.
"Oh, yeah!" the woman snapped out of another morning funk. "I'm Tina, Matt's girlfriend." She extended her hand, which I shook quickly. "He's away for a couple of weeks so I'll sign the work order thingy."
"That's fine. And I'm Jason." I said just in case she had forgotten in her haze.
"I'm going to make some coffee, do you want any?" she asked.
"No, thanks," I shook my head. "I've had more than enough already."
"Ok," Tina smiled and gave me a studious glance. "So those are the TV's. Just do whatever you need to, I'll be in the kitchen."
"Thanks," I said. "I should have you turned on shortly."
Before I realized any connotations of my last statement, she giggled. "Oh I'm sure you will." She left me to my task and went back to the kitchen.
"Woops," I said to myself. "That was embarrassing."
I had been working for about ten minutes by the time I got to the TV in Tina (and Matt's) room. I was struggling to reach an outlet behind the vanity when she came into the room, coffee in hand. "Do I have time to take a shower?" she asked.
"Sure," I said. "I've got enough to keep me busy for a few."
"Ok, good," she said. Without another word, she stripped her t-shirt of right in front of me. "What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen tits before?" she giggled.
I shuffled on my feet. "Not on the job I haven't."
She hopped onto the bed and smiled up at me while I tried to resume my work. I couldn't stop glancing over at her, and I noticed her nipples were beginning to stand out.
"So do you like this job?" she asked.
She's trying to have a conversation? "Umm... uh... oh yeah. It's not bad." I stuttered.
"Bet you probably meet a lot of strange people, huh?"
"I guess you could say that."
"Oh!" Tina jumped off the bed. "I forgot about my shower." She walked toward the adjacent bathroom, smiling. Her perky breasts bounced with each step.
Tina laughed again and closed bathroom door only halfway behind her. She pulled down her sweatpants and kicked them aside, revealing pink panties. She turned toward me and smiled before closing the door and turning on the shower.
Holy shit. I just stood there gazing at the bathroom door. My cock was pushing against the confines of my jeans in noticeable fashion. I stumbled through the rest of the process on the bedroom TV while Tina showered and moved on to hook up the living room set.
"This is un-goddamn-believable," I muttered to myself as I worked. I couldn't help but to laugh. I had never seen a customer in any state of undress before, apart from one unfortunate circumstance in which an incredibly obese man answered his door in the nude. To this day the guys at the shop had not let me live that one down.
I heard the shower stop just as I was finishing up. I ran out to my van to get some paperwork and customer literature and came back in to find Tina standing in the living room.
"You know, Jason," she said. "You are definitely the cutest cable guy I've ever seen."
I blushed. "Umm... thanks. And you are definitely the best looking topless customer I've ever seen."
We both laughed a bit and I thought that I had finally gotten a handle on the situation. I was wrong.
"I want to suck your cock." Tina was standing in front of me, wrapped in a white towel; her damp hair hung over her bare shoulders. She had wrapped the towel low enough to let me see a respectable amount of her impressive cleavage.
Before I could so much as take another breath she dropped the towel and she was on top of me, fumbling at my belt buckle and zipper. She pushed me back onto the sofa and kneeled on the floor between my legs. I felt her shower-damp hand seize my cock and pull it out of my pants. With a quick lash of her tongue on the tip of my cock she had it at full stature. I simply leaned back and watched as she stroked my cock, sucking on the head. She bobbed her head up and down on me, slurping noisily and driving me out of my mind with the hot flat of her tongue and her constant hungry sucking. Every time she brought her head down in my lap she took more of me into her mouth until she was forcing my throbbing cock down her throat.
I watched in awe as my entire cock would disappear into her mouth and rhythmically pop back out again. Tina tugged on my jeans and boxers; I lifted my ass, allowing her to pull them off, and simultaneously jamming my cock even deeper down her throat. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it on the living room floor in a heap with her towel and my pants.
Finally, Tina took me out of her mouth and I could temporarily see straight.
"You like?" she grinned mischievously.
I shivered and nodded.
"Come on," Tina took my hand and pulled me up, leading me back to her bedroom. I grabbed her around the waist and playfully tossed her onto the bed. She got on all fours, pointing her firm ass and glistening cunt at me. She looked back at me over her shoulders. A smile came across her features as I bent down to lick her pussy. She was already slick when I spread her cunt lips apart and jammed my tongue into her hole. Tina yelped as I fucked her with my tongue, greedily slurping up her wetness. I gently tickled her clit with my fingertips and she groaned loudly while I continued to suck her sweet pussy.
Quickly I parted contact and slid myself face up under her, giving her access to my cock while I returned to sucking her cunt. Tina dove onto my cock again and pushed her cunt into my face, forcing me to bury my tongue deeper into her soaking snatch. Every stroke of her lips on my cock sent a shock up my spine, causing me to buck my face against her cunt. In a matter of minutes, I felt a deep, hot churning in my balls and shot several spurts of cum into Tina's mouth, which she immediately swallowed. She was not far behind me. Not thirty seconds after she swallowed my cum, she was shaking with her own orgasm, grinding her dripping pussy into my face. I happily licked her cunt clean of her sweet juices before laying back and gasping for air.
Tina took several minutes to catch her own breath before lying beside me. "Holy Fuck!" she gasped. "I fucking needed that."
"Yeah," I said. "That was just the way to start my vacation."
Tina giggled. "Really? You're on vacation?"
I nodded. "Starting this afternoon when I finish work." I noticed that Tina had begun stroking my cock again, although now it was slippery from her saliva and my cum.