Maintenance Man

She stood there at the edge of where her kitchen linoleum started and stared down at the maintenance man sprawled on her kitchen floor. He was elbow deep in her garbage disposal after she called this morning to report it was clogged for the second time that week. He looked back at her standing there in her almost too short, pink silky robe and couldn’t help but wonder if she had anything on underneath it. He saw her rub her legs together suggestively and knew it was just for him.

He knew the woman in 207 had a thing for him. She called the office at least 3 or 4 times a week with minor maintenance tasks asking him specifically. Earlier this week it was her air conditioner froze and now is the garbage disposal that’s clogged again. She backed up slightly and sat down on the dining room table behind her. He stood up pulling a large white tube sock out of the disposal. Walking up to her he asks, “What’s this? You know you’re not supposed to put socks in the garbage disposal, right?”

“Oops,” she said opening her legs a little wider, the bottom of her robe rising dangerously high on her thighs, “ I guess it must have fallen down there by mistake.” She swung her long brown ponytail over her shoulder coyly, “Thanks for pulling it out,” she smiled.

He swallowed deeply. Dropping the wet sock onto the kitchen floor, he stepped closer to her. Wrapping his hand in her long ponytail, he pulled her head back harshly, exposing her neck. “How am I going to punish you for that,” he asked whispering, his lips almost grazing the side of her exposed neck.

“What are you going to do?” she asked opening her legs ever so slightly.

Her breath hitched as his other hand went between her legs, underneath the robe. “You’re a bad girl, aren’t you, not wearing anything underneath your robe. His fingers went inside her all ready wet pussy. She moaned in his ear as he made her even wetter, his fingers playing her like an instrument.
“Oh, god yes. Please don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she moaned as his hand in her hair tightened and she felt her warm cum run down her inner thigh and coat the table beneath her.

“You don’t want me to stop, huh?” His fingers slowed down slightly.

“No, please don’t stop. You make me cum so hard. Please keep going.” She begged her hand pushing his further between her legs.

His fingers soaking wet, he pulled them out of her. “Bad girls don’t get to make demands,” he picked her up off the table. “Now turn around and bend over,” he forced her down onto the table with her ass in the air. Her robe came open and hung loosely as he stood behind her, staring at her pretty naked ass. He leaned over her on the table, his rock hard poking her in the back. “You can’t keep calling for maintenance every time you want my cock. You have to be punished.”

He tapped her ass with the palm of his hand and smiled when she jerked back. “That’s right. Bad girls get spanked. Do you like that, you dirty slut?” He smacked her ass again and watched her jump with satisfaction. He smacked her again and again and watched her ass turn an angry red color, his handprints imprinted in white there. He leaned over her back again, his almost impossibly hard cock jabbing her in the back. “Let’s see how wet you are not, slut.” He put two fingers inside her wet pussy from behind and they barely fit inside her. “Oh, yeah, you’re ready for me,” he pulled her long ponytail hard backward. “This is probably going to hurt,” he said unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.

He pulled his big hard cock out and slapped her all ready sore ass with it once before shoving inside her tight pussy. She screamed as he put all of his length from his big cock inside her and began pumping back and forth. With one hand still wrapped around her ponytail, the other placed on her hip for support he rode her like a bucking bull, his balls smacking her red ass every time he pounded her pussy from behind. “Oh, God, yes. Please fuck me. I’ve been a very bad girl. Punish me. Oh, God, yes>”

“Take my dick, you dirty slut. Take my big cock, you whore. I know you want it.” He pounded her pussy harder, moving the heavy wooden table beneath them. “Oh, God,” he felt her pussy grip his cock as she came. The warm wetness soaking his center almost to his knees as she squirted all over him. “You’re pussy feels so good,” he said pounding her from behind, the only sound in the apartment, his big dick sliding into her wet pussy and their groans and heavy breathing as he pounded her pussy. “Where do you want me to cum, you dirty slut?” Slamming against her slippery pussy.

“My mouth. I want to taste your cum.”

He pulled out of her roughly and pushed her off the table and onto her knees. Holding his big cock in his hand he quickly walked up to her and shot his load into her open mouth. She sucked the head of his dick to make sure she got every drop out. “Oh, shit,” he said hunching over her head, the tip of his cock extremely sensitive after he came. “Did you like my cum, you dirty slut,” he asked picking her up by the neck and squeezing slightly staring at her naked body.

“Yes, I did,” she said her hand on top of his on her throat. She stood on her tiptoes as he held her up. She licked her lips with him watching, both staring at one another.

“I know you liked my cum. Now you can’t keep sending in work order to get my dick. I could lose my job if I keep coming over here, especially for the same reasons.” He paused sticking his fingers in her still dripping wet pussy, feeling her shake and seeing her eyes roll into the back of her head. He laughed, “It looks like you want some more dick. Is that right?” He made her cum with his fingers and listened to her moan. “Then get down on your knees and for it, slut,” He pushed her down and all but forced her mouth on his cock.

Her hand gripped the base of his soft dick as her lips wrapped around the head. “That’s right. Get me hard again, bitch. If you can I’ll fuck you good. “He pushed the back of her head down on his quickly hardening cock, feeling the back of her throat with the tip of his dick. Her gagging on his length made him even harder. She pulled back suddenly chocking. Looking up t him with tears in her eyes, she spit on his dick and went back for seconds. “Oh, God,” he moaned closing his eyes and leaning back against the edge of the table. “Do you like the way your pussy tastes, you dirty slut? You got me so hard. Come here,” he picked her up off the floor and carried her to the couch. “I want you to sit on my cock. Take the whole thing,” he sat on the couch and pulled onto his full length.

“Now work for it, girl,” he spanked her bare ass loudly as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “I know you want to cum again, so work for it,” she began to move on his dick up and down. Her moans filling the apartment. “Come on girl, come on my dick. That’s right. Cream on my dick,” He felt her whole body begin to shake but she wasn’t moving fast enough for him so he lifted her again and laid her on her back on the couch, never pulling out. While on top of her he began to pound her pussy, hard and deep. In and out. He smiled watching her tremble and cream on his cock uncontrollably.

He felt her arm come around the back of his neck and she held on as he continued to pound her. The couch creaked dangerously, the sound of his balls slapping against her in the apartment, reverterbrating loudly. Her legs were in the air; sweat dripping from both f their bodies making them slick against one another. Just when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, he stopped moving on top of her and exploded inside her.

Collapsing on top of her, heaving, their sweat slicked bodies against one another; she wrapped her arms around him and took his weight. She laughed out loud. Bringing his head up, sluggishly he stared at her with one eye open, sort of resembling a pirate. “What’s so funny?” He asked.

“That was amazing. I love the way your cock feels inside me.” She arched her hips and felt him Harden inside her. Pulling out of her, he got up and began to pull his pants back up. “I can’t stay. I need to get back to work,” he began to button his pants.

She sat up on the couch and with her knees drawn up and slightly apart she stared at him naked. He watched as her fingers rubbed her clit, rubbed his cum into her clit and she brought her finger to her mouth to taste it, “Are you sure,” she asked batting her eyelashes seductively.

He grabbed his cock through his pants which was hardening for the third time. “Damn Woman. Let me go,” he bent down over her and kissed her, their tongues meeting and each tasting the other. She grabbed his hard cock through his pants. “You better come back,” she smiled as she watched him walk bowlegged out of her apartment. “This is going to be fun,” she thought after he left a little sad he took his big dick with him.