And the technician strikes again

As always I had a normal working day. I confess that there was plenty of time for me not to transact, much too long because of the lack of time and also due to my dedication to business as well as having no fixed person to do so. They called me from a house in despair saying the internet didn't work and the operator couldn't make it work at all. From where I was to where I'm going, it would probably take me about 40 minutes -- an hour and a half.
When I got there, it was a building and the doorman paid for me to go upstairs so that I could use my bathroom. So I waited at the front desk until someone came in who had long brown hair with an Indian-style blouse on her head but she didn't have anything underneath.
She greeted me, said her name and I introduced myself. We got into the elevator and she was only on the tenth floor. As we were going upstairs we exchanged a few words with each other and she told me that she didn't know technicians could be so beautiful. I smiled gracelessly and thanked her but did not say anything else, just trying to figure out if she had something underneath it or not. You couldn't tell because it was a white blouse which went about halfway down my thigh.
When we entered the apartment, it didn't have much but a couch and TV and a very small table. As I was really keen to go to the bathroom so I asked if you could use. She all friendly gave a shy smile and said this way. Of course you can, you came to save my life here you can do everything.
Well I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I asked what had happened, she just explained that the internet didn't work, and since she was working on the Internet, she couldn't do without it. She asked me if I would stay long, that if I wanted she could go to the bakery buy something for me to eat, but I replied that as this was my last job of the day I did not need one, that in case of hunger I would come out from there and have dinner.
I started to work, and she was standing there in the room watching the service. (Laughter) And I swear that I had been trying not to look at her so much but my curiosity about what's underneath this blouse was greater. She left the room and went into the kitchen, and when she turned around, it clearly marked her ass, leaving any doubt aside; besides being completely naked beneath, she wasn't wearing any panties.
I was working where the TV stood, right in front of the couch. When she came back from the kitchen and went to sit on the sofa...I don't know if it was a provocation or because she had forgotten that I worked there..She sat with one leg over the other leaving her bouquet open for all to see! When I turned to ask her if she had a problem with the cable, because it was very short and didn't connect well. She got scared and said something like this: "People work so hard on theirs that they forget you are there". She closed her legs and asked me with such an arrogant face. It depends on how big your cable is. Hopefully its not small. I laughed and joined in the joke. I went up to my backpack and took out one of those really thick cables from there and told her what happened. Besides, it's too thick.
As it was going to take a while for the wires, I and she started talking until she asked me how long since I had sex. And I answered that very long ago, and she only spoke like this. Ours do not believe. Are you so beautiful and cute? And I said yes of course there is a good time i don't know what fuck till get weak. She shook her hand and said uii
She stood up and asked me if I wanted some water, as she had gotten so hot from the way I spoke.
Since I had already finished the cables, all that was left to do is turn on the Internet. I called and asked her for a test, and the internet came back with full force. She hugged me thanked me and said she would take the money to pay me. I put my things in place and cleaned up what I'd soiled. Your money is here, but I'm going to give you a bonus for good work and excellent service. I stood there at the door, and my stick had already given that sign of life. I rubbed my hand on it still over my pants looking well into her, and she said like this: So are you gonna stand there in the door with your stiff stick for me? Or will you put it in my mouth? I opened the zipper and like everyone else she said that sound, wow. When she took it all out, she did not hesitate and was already putting everything in her mouth, and I hadn't even taken off my pants yet. She sucked so deliciously. She started by head. She passed his tongue on the head of my stick, and then he tried to swallow inch by centimeter very slowly, but for size and thickness she could not swall everything, but she struggled until tears came from her eye. I asked as if to help a little, pushing my dick into her mouth really nice like she was fucking me in the mouth and grabbing her by the hair. Pushed it deeper and deeper inside her mouth making her suffocate every time my cock went down her throat. My hard-on at that moment had reached its peak, and since there was a big mirror in the room and she lay on all fours in bed you could see her pussy dripping with so much passion. I started with a kiss on the mouth, and went down biting her neck making her shiver just from feeling the warm air coming out of my mouth close to her skin. She was pushing my head towards her blowjob, and as I wanted to provoke it, I went down very slowly but when I got into her blow job, I gave that bite on the inside of her blow-job. With her holding my head, desperately asking me to suck her without saying anything, I passed my mouth right near her blowhole which had already been soaked with a lot of hardness, and then I moved onto another quilt where all I could hear was this motherfucker from underneath. I put my tongue through her clitoris as if kissing with the tongue, and she opened up her legs wide. She was already quite wet so while sucking on it I decided to place two fingers in her pubic area. When I started putting both of my fingers into her Pubic Area, she simply announced that she would mock me. As soon as all of my finger were inside her Pujilla, she began making fun of a force I had never seen before. She trembled violently, stuck her nails into my arm, and slowly lay down in bed losing strength whilst still groaning.
She looked at me, smiled and while she was trying to regain her strength I punched one of them in the face with my hand on it saying that he would help me. When she tried to put his hand on my dick...
I had some wires in my backpack and went to get them, when I came back I tied her legs and hands with hers on the edge of the bed so she'd be upright and wide open. By the time I started putting my stick into her mouthpiece, she was already weak enough that it would start shaking all over; I began punching very slowly, making her groan louder and louder; as I started raising the tempo, she just got weaker and out of breath, getting too cute, and I couldn't stop, and she wouldn't even ask me to stop either. It was crazy for teasing because I didn't want to mock you like that.
I let her go, and I talked to her that I wanted to feel her sitting down. She was still kind of shaking, couldn't even speak a word, but she laid me on the bed, came over, grabbed my dick with one hand, and since we had already fucked really nice and she was totally relaxed, she took my stick with one of her hands, put it in the mouthpiece of her bottle, and didn't make much effort at all, just slid right into it. When my whole cock went inside she started kicking real slowly, making honey from her bucket run off onto my entire bowl. She started kicking very slowly, and it was increasing the rhythm, the faster she went, more desire to mock inside her I had. She began to kick loud grabbing me and came in my ear and said: Son of a bitch you will make me laugh again. I took her by the waist and helped her, making her kikar harder and stronger. But she let go of my hands and with my stick inside her bucket, buried until balls, she turned around and ass stood up for me. When she turned round and started to kick, my desire to joke increased even more. I didn't hold out for long, and since it had been a long time that I was not flirting or having intercourse, I started to make fun of her pussy, but there were those really strong spits, the ones where she felt the jets of fucking right in the bottom of her uterus, making her also have fun on my dick once again. My joke was so loud, she just made fun of me, my cock went all the way down into her vagina, and I still kept mocking at the end of her penis, causing her to feel the hot fucked-up jets on her pussy even after I finished laughing. We stayed there for a while recovering from that hard-on, and she asked me if I wanted to take a bath with her. I didn't even hesitate, so I went, and since I was still horny because of the long time we hadn't fucked each other in the shower, she got down on one knee and started sucking my dick underneath the showers. She would do it all over again and talk like this: "Since you made fun of me with your beautiful mouth, no matter how much I choke off that stick, I will make fun of you in my own". That drove me crazy, and as hard as she tried, It was so good that it didn't take long for me to make fun of him again, and when I started making fun she put the whole thing in her mouth.
We finished our bath, we exchanged phones and that day I went home happy as fuck.
We kept in touch, and after a while we went out on some more dates... but that's history for other stories.