Chapter 1: How it Began
I guess I should start at the beginning.
My name is Marcus and I'm 26 years young black man. I currently work for a cable company that will remain nameless. I was in college but had to drop out once my mother became ill. I lost my father during my teen years to a car accident and she was all I had left. It's funny how life is. During high school and had dreams of playing in college basketball and making it to the NBA and now I'm struggling just to make ends meet.
Let me stop. I don't want to depress you too much. It was a hot summer day. Well in Houston, Texas hot is understatement in August. I received my orders on the houses that I was to visit for the day. I figure today would be another 8 hour shift. Little did I know that this day would change my life.
As the day passed by I arrive at my last house. The work order said that I was to bury a cable line and drop off a new HD DVR box. I rang the doorbell and couldn't help but admire the home from the outside. The door open and a very attractive white woman greeted me.
"Mrs. Waller?" I asked.
"Yes, you must be here to bury the cable." she said. I notice she examine me up and down before inviting me in. As I followed her through her home to the back yard I couldn't help but admire her. She was wearing an aerobics outfit and had a little sweat on her back. She was obliviously working out before I arrived. She looked to be at least 5'4, blond hair and very curvy. I have to admit I love a woman with curves and a little meat on them as well. Mrs. Waller also had a nice ass also. We made it to the backyard and she showed me where the cable was.
"If you need anything I will be in the kitchen. Wait you never told me your name." she said.
I answered "Marcus. My name is Marcus, Mrs. Waller."
"Oh don't call me that. You make me feel like an old woman. My name is Janet."
"Oh believe me Janet no one is going to confuse you with an old woman." I told her while smiling.
My remark made her blush. She looked as if she wanted to say something but she smiled and went back inside. My eyes were locked unto her as she walked back inside. I notice her walk had a little more twist to it than before. Was she teasing me or just playful flirting?
I started to get to work as I ponder this. Instead of burying this cable I was day dreaming about burying my dick inside of Janet. As I said I live in Houston and during the summer we go over 100 degrees. This is why I always wear a wife-beater/muscle shirt under my work shirt. I took off my work shirt hoping to cool off a little bit.
Not to brag but I stay in top shape. My mother tells me that I'm trying to hold on to my glory days. As I mention before. I played basketball and my body was like a GI Joe. I stood about 6'6 and 185. My skin tone is medium brown.
While I was burying the cable I notice out the corner of my eye Janet was looking at me through the window. I pretended that I didn't see her. I took off my muscle shirt to reveal my bear chest. If she wanted to look I will give her the full view. I tried not to smile.
After about a hour I was finished. I walked back into the house sweating from the heat. I went in the kitchen to see Janet.
"Wow you are really sweating. Let me get you a drink and a towel." She said as she got a water bottle out of the fridge.
"I will take you up on that drink but I don't need a towel." I said as I used my under shirt to wipe the sweat off my chest.
I could see that Janet was gazing at my upper body.
"Are you sure, Marcus?"
"I'm sure. I like a good work to get me sweating. How about you Janet do you like a good work?"
She smiles. "Yea I do. I been trying to lose a couple pounds." she answered while leaning against the table.
"No you don't. Your body looks perfect to me." I said while surveying her body.
She giggled. "Please don't lie to me Marcus."
"Not to you. But you know how we black men are. We like a meat on our women." I told her while smiling devilish.
