"The maintenance Man"

Bedtime Story - Series 1

This whole week has been so hectic. I’ve been moving into my new house. On top of moving, that 9-5 has been wearing me out! Late at nite I’m used to the usual. A good book, some moscato, a good flick & my toys. But lately, ive been so tired once I get home From work & unload a few boxes I don’t even make it to my bed afterwards. the maintenance man has to come take a look at a few things today. Hell, maybe even me. ( laughs) how could he not? I got my lil silk robe on, fresh out of the shower, hair down. “cause I damn sure…”(starts scuffling through boxes) Oop! There’s the door bell.


 “Hi, I’m Dave the maintenance man you’re ___ right?” yes! I said ecstatically. I’m thinking in my head like “damn girl, calm down” Mm… He has a nice mocha complexion, not too big, not too small, broad shoulders. Hmm, maybe like 6’2. In other words. He can get it. Right NOW. “ma’am?” oh! Yes!? I’m sorry, come on in. He starts toward the kitchen. As he starts pulling out tools & began to work. In my mind, we’re kissing passionately, I can feel his finger tips gripping hard into my back. I’m sucking on his neck…. Shit! Let me stop. I walk my happy ass into my room, get on the computer to find something to keep me content.

 Bout an hour later, I hear a lil tap on my door. It’s cracked so I couldn’t figure out whether or not it was him or if something had fallen off somewhere. I get up, before I can make a step to see what the noise was. The maintenance man, now. With nothing on. Slings the door wide open walks towards me, I tell him to stop right where he was at. I backed myself up against the wall & lift my leg up onto the computer chair beside me. Pulled my panties to the side & told him “I want to ride your face standing up”



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