My answering machine was blinking when I woke up. It was my cousin Karen, calling to ask for some help with her computer. "I got a modem, and I need to add it inside my computer. Can you come over tonight and help?" I could, but I didn't particularly like Karen, but I called and told her I would come over after work and give her a hand.
I came over at precisely 5:30 and opened the computer to slide the component inside. It was really easy. I asked her what else she needed on the computer, and she told me she would need to install America Online. Remember, this was 1991 and AOL was still hip and trendy and Karen wanted to be a part of it. She lived in a small, ratty apartment, so I knew she didn't have a lot of money to spend on tech support guys, so she was lucky to have me for free.
I installed AOL and set up her account and connected her to the internet. She smiled, bopped up and down, and was excited to play. I didn't know how excited she was until she knelt in front of me and started rubbing my cock through my pants. "I wanted to say thanks in a meaningful way," she said. "Do you like?"
I told her I did, and that I hoped she wouldn't mind if I showed her how much. With that, I loosened my belt and unzipped my pants, and hauled my cock out of its cotton prison. It was rock hard and sprang out with a bounce. Karen was still In her Scorpions T-shirt and jeans before me. She was a white trash girl, through and through, and she let me know by jerking me off.
"Mmmmm," she said. "The easier to stroke your cock now."