Working for the past fifteen years as a telephone repairman in New York City, I've seen and experienced a lot. Working alone and going into customers homes can indeed be an interesting experience. You never know what you're going to come across and I have to take a deep breath every time I ring someone's doorbell.
The story I'm going to relate to you happened at the very beginning of my career with the phone company. I was 22 years old, just out of training and was assigned to the West Harlem garage. My first few weeks there I was assigned to work with a partner who had about twenty years with the company. It was up to Tim to help teach me the job and familiarize me with the area.
About a week or so in, we were assigned a repair job in the housing projects on Frederick Douglass Blvd and 141st St. We went up to the apartment and knocked on the door. After a couple of minutes and knocking a third time (we could hear music through the door) an attractive young black woman, about 20, answered the door. We showed her our IDs and she let us into the apartment. Upon walking in, we were hit with the scent of burning 'herbs'. It turns out that her and her female friend were partying in the bedroom. The woman (I forget her name so I'll call her Tenisha) shows me where she thinks the problem is and we get to work. The job is simple and requires replacing a phone jack in the living room, which takes all of about ten minutes.
I finish up the work (the rookie does all of the work) and put my tools back on my tool belt and go into the bedroom to tell them that we're done. Tenisha and her equally cute friend Jackie are laying on the bed and still enjoying their 'herbal pursuits' and Tenisha looks me dead in the eye and asks me if 'I want some'. I'd dated a number of black women and had been fascinated with them since I hit puberty, so of course my mind wonders, what exactly is she referring to when she says "some".
I look at Tim, who is standing in the hallway and after seeing the expression on my face, he says to be back at the truck by lunchtime (we're given up to two hours to complete each job before management gets suspicious) and he leaves.
I took my bulky toolbelt off and sat on the edge of the bed and we start making boring small talk, basically asking each other questions. The two of them were laying in front of me in t-shirts and shorts and were looking really good. Tenisha was about 5'5" and maybe 120 lbs and had a tight little body. I couldn't tell just how tall Jackie was, but she was a little thicker than Tenisha and had some very dangerous curves on her. I was not really interested in partaking in the herbal festivities as much as I was interested to find out if there was some other meaning behind Tenisha's use of the word "some".
At some point the conversation must have hit a lull, because both girls (who are laying next to each other) begin to make out. Bingo! I'm thinking to myself that I've hit the jackpot today, and while they are making out, they're both looking at me out of the corner of their eyes and smiling as best they could while their full, succulent lips were locked.
"So what are you waiting for Mister Telephone Man?" were the next words out of Jackie's mouth.
Not being quite as dumb as I may look, I didn't hesitate to pull off my t-shirt and join the party. The three of us began making out on the bed, which became a little awkward, so Jackie broke off the kiss and let Tenisha and I continue on.
I rolled over onto my back and pulled Tenisha on top of me so that I could grab that cute little ass of hers while we kissed. As my hands wandered to her breasts (she obviously wasn't wearing a bra) she pulled her shirt over her head, giving my lips access to her perky little titties. While my hands reached into her shorts to play with her ass, my mouth was on her breasts, moving from one to another and sucking on her large, erect nipples. She started grinding herself onto my already full erection and by this time Jackie had left the room. I told Tenisha to take her shorts off and when she got up and took her shorts and panties off, I took off my workboots and the rest of my clothes.
When we got back onto the bed, I had her lay on her back so I could taste her pussy, but she stopped me and said that preferred being eaten from the back, but first, she wanted to give me some head. So I laid down on the bed and she kneeled between my spread legs and grabbed a hold of my shaft. As she stroked the length of it, she started licking the underside of my head. As good as that felt, it felt even better as she looked me right in the eyes as she licked my cock. As much as I was enjoying that, I really wanted her to start sucking on my dick, so I started pumping my dick against her mouth and she quickly got the hint.
She told me to sit still as she took her mouth and tried to slide it all the way over my erection. While I'm not huge in terms of length, I'm pretty thick and it was amusing, yet at the same time a turn-on, to see her stretching her mouth over my cock. Boy, did she suck it like a trooper. It was as if she was in a porno movie and she was sucking me as if she was getting paid to shoot a sex scene. She grabbed the base of my dick and just kept bobbing that pretty little head up and down, nice and fast, which is exactly how I like it.
