My name is Taylor, I'm a commercial electrician working in California around the Bay Area. This is a story from when I was still young in the trade, about 19, working on a 23 story high rise in downtown San Jose.
Being at the bottom of the hierarchy, I'd been givin the task of "quality control." My job was to simply walk through every apartment unit on every floor starting from the top, ensuring every receptacle, light fixture, switch and the like where in proper order for inspection. It was easy work, but boring and slow. Arriving on the 23rd floor with my cart and tools, I opened the door to unit 361 and began my day.
I was on my second unit of the day when I heard the hallway door open, click shut, open again, slam shut, then open again with a barrage of curses from a soft feminine voice. Crouching, having just adjusted the trim plate over a receptacle, I rolled back on my heels to get a look down the hall at the commotion and nearly fell over at the sight. A plump, curvy butt was pushing the door open while a high heeled boot struggled to keep it propped. She was fumbling to fit a cart like mine through the door but failing miserably.
"Let me help you with that," I called out, Getting to my feet I caught my first glimpse of her blond hair, tied into a messy pony tail under her pink hard hat.
"Shit, thank you!" She gasped as I swung the door open for her and the cart. "And sorry you had to hear that!" She finished with giggle.
"No...uh. No problem." I caught myself. My eyes glued to her swaying ass as she maneuvered the cart down the hall. Her tight blue jeans hugged her perfect ass, and her knee length high heel boots gave her strut that extra pop. Was she showing off? He shook his head to snap himself out of it, catching the trailing end of something else she said.
"I'm sorry?" I asked, following her back into the living room area.
"What are you up to in here all by your lonesome?" She repeated, turning to face me.
I was caught off guard once more. How had he not seen that massive rack? Her chest protruded out of her unzipped safety vest, barely held back by her thin white blouse. Her black lace bra was as clear as day through the fabric and the top left a generous amount of cleavage. They bounced slightly as she turned to face him.
"Eyes up here, stud." She called out, once again snapping him back to reality.
"I, uh, oh geez. I'm really sorry, I don't know what came-"
"Its fine," she interrupted. Her tits jiggling as she fanned her face with her hand " I get it a a lot. I usually keep my swear on but these units are hot!"
"Yeah, you're not kidding." I coughed out, keep in my eyes pointed out the window. I'd never been so embarrassed in my life. What do I do now? Face flushed, I glanced over to see her eyeing me up and down with a wicked- almost seductive-smirk on her face. Only now did I feel my erection fighting against the fabric of my pants. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle as they passed over my groin area before meeting my eyes for the first time. She was older then I had first thought, but age had only helped her looks. Her full plump lips were parted slightly in the middle, adding to her sexual aura.
"Well?" She cooed, still waiting on an answer to her earlier question. Placing her hand on her hip, she stuck her butt out even more.
"I'm a sparky, just doing quality control." I breathed, calming down. "And you?"
"Decorator" she answered, walking into the bedroom, out of view. "Each unit gets its own living decor based on each customers request."
"Sounds like the two of us will be working side by side then." My wits were getting back to me.
"Mmmm, I hope so.." she teased from the other room.
A few hours passed by and the two of us worked quietly together. Her taking notes and measurements, me straightening switches and wall lights. I'd beat her to the next unit every time, and would happily help her get her cart into each unit. I'd been sneaking glances at her every chance I got, but I was pretty sure she knew and was actually making it easier. What happened next proved it.
"Hey sparky, come give me a hand!" She called out from the bedroom. Following her voice, I found her in the small closet standing on a short ladder she carried on her cart.
"There's some sort of electrical box up in the corner, do you know what it is?" She asked, turning to me and stepping down. My eyes once again locking on to her bouncing globes as she did so. Taking her flashlight, I stepped up onto the ladder and peered up into the corner. There was nothing there.
"I don't see anyth-" My words caught in my throat as I looked down and met her eyes. She'd worked her way in front of me, the ladder putting my waist level with her face. One hand brought a finger to her lips, silencing me, and the other slid up my inner thigh and traced the outline oy my semi-erect cock. She winked at me with lust filled eyes, her finger following my length up to my zipper as I stood there dumbstruck, mouth gaping.
"I've got some things for you to quality check.." she purred. Before I could react, she had my cock free, nearly catching her across the chin as she pulled my boxers down.
"Oh fuck," she gasped. "You're way bigger than my husband!" Gripping my cock in one hand, she worked my balls out of my boxers next. Her tongue darted out and lapped up the drop of pre-cum forming on the tip.
"You even taste better.." Without warning, she turned her head and took one of my balls into her wet mouth, sucking gently and stroking my shaft simultaneously. The flashlight I still held reflected off a diamond studded ring one on of her fingers wrapped halfway around my cock. This set me off and I tilted my head back with a groan, careful not to lose my balance.
"Mmmm...you like that baby?" She moaned, in between moving from one testicle to the other, filling the room with a wet, sloppy sound. "I've been so fucking horny all week..." she slurpped, her tongue now tracing a line up the underside of my shaft. "I need a fat, young, cock." She finished with a kiss on the tip.
The sound of a door clicking made both of them freeze. Somebody was coming in the unit. Panicking, I clicked off the flashlight and started to step off the ladder but she held my cock firm and pressed her finger to her lips again.
Reaching out, she grabbed the closet door and slid it closed. Still on the ladder, I was able to see out of the slits along the top of the door. His heart pounded as a shadow appeared in the hallway followed by a man's voice.
"...biggest units available. Two bedrooms and a view of downtown." It was the fucking owner, the most important man on site! He was walking with three women, all dressed professionally. They were doing tours! They were coming in the bedroo- His train of thought was cut off my a muffled gag as his cock hit the back of the cougars throat. Looking down he met her crazed, lusftul gaze through the dim light. Her lips were wrapped around the base of his cock and spit bubbled from the corners of her mouth.
"This room here is the largest." Said the man. They were right fucking there on the other side! She paid no attention as his dick popped out of her mouth with a quiet pop. She pumped his shaft a few times with her ring hand before taking him down her throat again. The voices continued but he couldn't focus. She was now fondling his balls and stoking his swollen member, tongue lapping at the tip.
