It was time to have maintenance work done on the AC unit. I should have done it last year but I didn't. It worked through last summer though I don't believe it will last another without problems. I could feel the weather had steadily warming over the last month with summer setting in. I called an HVAC technician that was a friend of a friend. We set up a day for him to check it out.
On the day I got up, showered and ate breakfast like I usually do and waited for him to arrive. Hours later bored by daytime TV and streaming I used my tablet to look through men's profiles online. Even though most of the guys eventually flake out I had fun looking and imagining an experience. I sent a couple of flirtatious and slutty messages. I contemplated each cock they displayed imagining servicing it to completion several times. Well maybe not every cock but most of them. When John arrived I was careful to turn the screen off and plug the tablet back into the charger before going to the door. I left my hard on to subside on its own.
He introduced himself and retrieved a ladder and tools from his van. I led him to the attic access. He went up and started working. I went back to watch another game show, yay... ugh.
Ten minutes passed and John comes to talk with me. I was more than a bit surprised at the list of things cracked or worn or otherwise in need of replacing and repair. He said he would need to write up an estimate. I went to the study to check my account balance on the desktop. It wasn't going to cover the number I expected to hear. He listed a lot of problems. When I came back I asked if it could be trimmed back some since I was a bit short on money.
"I think we can work something out." he said with a smile. I thought it was unusual how he said it. Then I saw the tablet screen had turned on when it finished charging. It was showing a cock pic on the profile I had up. Yeah, it was a big one.
"Great" I replied. I started freaking out a bit though since he and I had a friend in common. I wasn't out to my friend that referred him. I felt faint and leaned against the wall in case I started falling. Then it clicked. He was still smiling. He wasn't acting offended or turned off. My mind came back to me. Maybe he's into it. Or maybe he likes a guy to help him out occasionally. I know I wanted him.
"I can comp the labor and just charge parts, if you can help me out."
"Yeah sure, I would be happy to. Anything to get it fixed." Summer in the desert can be brutal.
Standing just a few feet in front of me, he pulled his shoes, pants and boxers completely off leaving his shirt tails hanging. He turned before I had a good view of his cock. I watched his muscular hairy butt as he walked to the couch. All I could think of is having my hands wrapped around those cheeks. I wanted to use them to pull his cock deep in my mouth. I wanted to slip my fingers between them to find his spot, to tease it open and slip a fingertip in. Just thinking about it gripping my finger made me forget about paying anything. Immediately I became obsessed with it and with his cock and with him. I pictured those muscular cheeks and legs powering his cock working my ass. Coming to my senses I followed him around the couch to kneel in front of him.