Chapter 1
Jacob worked from home most days. He was a software engineer and was rarely required to come into work. As a geeky introvert, he never really liked chatting with people. His observations had led him to believe that people's interests were mostly centered around mindless drivel, which made relating to other humans difficult and exhausting.
He loved his work and found it challenging and rewarding. In his spare time, he would design free mods for his favorite video games. His mods would use artificial intelligence to improve the dialog for the non-player characters (NPCs) in the video game. He would also smooth out the graphics and make them much more realistic.
Admittedly, he also tweaked the female characters to match his tastes in women. He was a straight man after all and a loved the female form. He didn't get much action in real life because he stayed in most days and wasn't great a relating to women. His hobby gave him an outlet to put his plug in, so to speak!
Today, Jacob was finishing up some code for a big project at work, when he noticed he was sweating. He had been too focused on his work to notice the rise in temperature in his apartment. Irritatingly, he rose from his chair and made his way to the thermostat. The settings were correct, but no cool air was blowing. He begrudgingly put in a call maintenance.
He despised having to call anyone to fix the apartment. He would let them in, they would walk through the apartment with their dirty shoes and set their grimy tools on his clean tables. However, there was no way around it. He needed the air to work, otherwise his summer days would be grueling.
Chapter 2
After what seemed to be an eternity, he finally heard a knock at his door. He took a deep breath and then proceeded to open the door and let the maintenance person inside. She entered the apartment and took off her shoes. She was short and thin, but he couldn't get a good look at her features as she was wearing jean overalls.
"It's definitely hot in here!" She exclaimed.
"Yes, it is, can you fix it?" Jacob inquired.
"I always fix it." She replied confidently as she gave Jacob a wink.
She walked over to the thermostat and examined it, then began playing with the buttons.
"My name is Felicia, what's yours?" She asked.
"Jacob." He replied with a faint uncertainty in his voice.
"Are you sure?" She giggled.
Jacob wanted to retreat to the bedroom, but there was something about Felicia that enthralled him. She was easy to talk with and mesmerizing to watch. She continued to play with the thermostat, check the air, then she inspected the vents and the return. He continued to watch her as she bent over to check the air handler. He could feel the blood rushing away from one head and into another. He shifted in his seat and crossed his legs to disguise the growing member contained in his shorts.
"Jacob," she said both firmly and gently, "I don't have the right tools to fix this. I will be back shortly."
"No problem!" Jacob said quickly at a higher pitch than he intended.
Felicia giggled, walked to the door, slipped her shoes back on and then left the apartment. Jacob stood stunned, unable to move, until he received a call from his boss asking about the code. He ran into his room and quickly began feeding his code into ChatGPT to identify any errors he might have made.
He had to finish this code before she got back. His fingers typed with the speed and dexterity of Frédéric Chopin's 24 preludes. In fact, back when he was in the office more regularly, many of Jacob's coworkers would stop and stare at him for several minutes as if he was a street performer. They admired the speed of his fingers and the awe of his ability to create the seemingly unthinkable out of keyboard characters.
Chapter 3
After finally finishing his work and covered in sweat. He decided to step into the shower. He waited patiently for the water to get warm, but it only got lukewarm. As he stepped into the semi-tepid water, he thought to himself that he was paying way too much money for an apartment that kept having maintenance issues. Hearing a knock on the door, he quickly turned the water off and grabbed his towel.
Jacob heard the door open.
"Jacob, this is Felicia, are you hear?" She asked.
"Yes, just finishing up in the shower, be out in a minute." Jacob replied.
"No problem, I'll be working on the air conditioning." Felicia replied as he could hear tools clattering around.
He finished drying himself and realized that he did not have a change of clothes. He would need to walk past Felicia in only a towel. He was mortified, but his cock was delighted. He felt it rise to the occasion despite his repeated attempts to think of something else.
Jacob decided to quickly stroll by and head to his room without making eye contact with Felicia. As he started to walk past her, she called out to him.
"How was the water, Jacob?" She questioned.
He stopped dead in his tracks and turned his head to face her. She was wearing different clothing than earlier. He could now clearly make out her body. She wore a light green spaghetti strap tank top that hugged her medium-sized breasts. However, Jacobs eyes were focused on her butt. He was amazed that she was able to fit into the cutoff jean shorts. Realizing that he was ogling her body a little too much, he responded.
"Luke-warm."
"That's what I thought. I had another tenant in this building report the same earlier. Now that I know it affects multiple buildings, I know it's an issue with the tank. I'll drain the tank tonight, replace the heating element and swing by tomorrow to test the water."
Jacob had now fully turned his body to face her. He could see that her eyes were at the same level as his crotch and realized that he was sporting a hard-on that the wet towel had no problem revealing.
"Well, I better grab some clothes!" He murmured as he scampered back to his bedroom.
"Oh, hope you don't mind my outfit, it's really hot in here." She yelled at him as he ran away.
"Yes, it is hot in here." Jacob whispered to himself.
After closing the door, he dropped the towel in the clothes bin and then began searching for an outfit. He picked out some shorts and then took his time deciding what T-shirt to wear. After a few minutes, he finally decided on a blank gray shirt and opened his door and hurried back to Felicia.
Felicia had a bunch of parts laid out all over the floor on a towel. She was so considerate. Jacob had only focused on this for a split second when his attention diverted to her ass. She was bent over clanging away at the air handler and he could see that she was not wearing any panties as the outer most folds of her labia were partially visible.
He sighed as his erection came roaring back putting pressure on the mesh shorts he was wearing. She kept shifting her positions while working on the air handler and his view kept getting better. Jacob began to see her labia moisten and then watched as a bead of moisture appeared from her pussy and began to travel down her leg.
