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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: Michigan |
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"Service With A Smile" __________________________________________________ Melanie was having one of the worst weeks of her life. She had been fired from her job because 'she was not fitting in' and on Wednesday the roof fell in on her. Well, figuratively anyway. Her landlord served her with an eviction notice. It seemed there was some misunderstanding about last month's rent not having been paid. Of course the man's wife said that she had to go, but maybe he could let her stay a little longer if she were to show the right kind of gratitude. She moved out that day. Melanie had put everything that she owned in the trunk of her Volkswagen. She figured she could start fresh in Los Angeles. Just outside St. Louis, construction on I-70 forced her to detour through rural Missouri. Melanie was enjoying the scenic tour when her car started coughing and wheezing. She coaxed it to the side of the road just in time for it to die completely. Well, wasn't this the perfect ending to a perfect week? Looking up and down the country road, Melanie started walking back to an old service station she remembered passing just a couple miles back. It had to be at least 100 degrees. Dressed in cutoffs and a halter, the sun had raised a layer of glistening sweat on her skin by the time she reached the station. "Anybody here?" Melanie called. The place looked deserted. "Hello, anybody?" Just then somebody came out of the restroom along the side of the old building. Zipping his pants as he came out, he stopped everything when he saw Melanie. She looked him over curiously, finishing with her eyes fixed on his half open zipper. Seeing where her eyes were, the man blushed and said, "Sorry, I didn't hear you drive up." He turned around and finished pulling up his zipper. "I didn't drive up, my car broke down just up the road. I was hoping to find someone to help me," Melanie said, wiping the sweat from the back of her neck and around under her chin. "I can help you. I'll get the truck. My name's Matthew" he said, letting his gaze quickly inspect her halter and short shorts. Reluctantly looking away, Matthew went into the office to get the keys for the truck. Melanie smiled at his attention. She walked around to get in the truck Matthew had pulled up in front of her. 'You never know...' she said to herself, smiling again as she noticed his eyes ogling her bouncing breasts as she climbed into the truck. A half-hour later, Matthew closed the hood of her car and walked back to where she was sitting, half lying actually, on the hood of his truck. Melanie sat up as he approached. "You need a new fuel pump, miss" politely looking past her, and then added, "I can have it fixed for you in a couple hours." "That's great!" Melanie exclaimed, jumping off the truck and landing right in front of him. Then it hit her, "How much will it cost?" Her money was already running dangerously low. "Well, let me figure... all totaled up it ought to run you about $17.95," Matthew said realizing that he had been staring at her. "What? That can't be right, the pump has to cost you that much." She was still shocked. "Yeah, that is how much the pump costs. My mom raised me to always help a woman in need if I could," Matthew shyly said. "Well she obviously did a great job," Melanie gushed, giving Matthew a quick hug. Melanie was surprised by the strength and firmness in this man's arms and chest. Driving back to the station, she felt his eyes glancing over at her whenever he thought she wasn't watching. When Melanie let her fingers trail down her neck and into the cleavage of her breasts, she heard Matthew swallow hard and she saw the bulge pressing against his overalls. They were back at the station before anything else occurred. After Matthew retrieved the fuel pump and his tools, he said to her, "You can wait in there," pointing to the office. "It'll be cooler for you. There's some cold drinks in the fridge, so help yourself." Melanie found some beer in the fridge, and popped the top off of one bottle with an opener on the wall. After wandering around, she settled in the office chair behind the desk. Opening the top drawer, she saw some invoices, pens and a two year old calendar. Pushing that one closed she opened a side drawer. It had files hanging in the front. Flipping through the files, Melanie saw some rags lying in the back of the drawer. When she pulled them out she saw the magazines. So this was how he got off. Looking through the magazines, Melanie sucked down the refreshing, ice cold beer and got another. She used the cold bottle to rub her forehead, neck, and stomach as she suddenly felt her womanhood begin to stir. The stress had been building inside her all day, and she thought now would be the perfect time to release it. Unbuttoning her shorts, she quietly slipped her hand inside. Taking a long hard swallow of beer, Melanie licked the rim of the bottle. Her wandering fingers found her clit. Concentrating on the pleasure she was giving herself, Melanie never even heard the office door swing open. So it came as a tremendous shock to her when Matthew walked into the office and caught her in the act. She saw that he was even more shocked than she was. She also noticed that he didn't leave or even look away. Matthew was completely entranced. Melanie put the empty bottle on the desk, but did not remove her hand from her open shorts. "Come here," she said firmly, holding out her free hand. Matthew was starting to come out of his trance, "Uhh.. I don't... think I ..." "I said 'come here!'" Melanie commanded. Matthew moved around the desk, closer to her, but still very hesitantly. His mouth opened, but nothing came out. "Your mom said to help people in need. Well, baby, I'm in need," Melanie whispered sensuously, pulling him down to his knees in front of her. She took one of his hands and placed it over her halter-covered breast. "Do you like that?" she asked, still rubbing her hot box. "Would you like to do more?" Matthew still could not speak, but he nodded enthusiastically. His plucking of the hard nipple through the halter made them both gasp. "If you want to do more, you have to obey me totally -- understand?" she asked, already knowing he could only answer one way. After seeing another nod, Melanie commanded, "Undress me!" Matthew started fumbling with the front clasp on her halter, when she grabbed his shaking hands. "NO! With your teeth!" Moving his head to her heaving breasts, Matthew grabbed the clasp with his teeth and twisted. His cheeks rubbed her generous mounds while his teeth finally opened her halter. Her breasts sprung forward as they were unbound from their cage. His eager mouth found one and then the other, sucking the nipple as hard as he could into his salivating mouth. Pulling his head off of her breasts, Melanie yanked it up to her mouth. Instantly probing his mouth with her tongue, she had again taken Matthew by surprise. Melanie sucked and chewed on his now responding tongue. Pushing her shorts all the way off, she said, "Your mouth is great, now let's see what else it's good for." Urging Matthew down with her hands, Melanie positioned his face directly in her steaming sex. Matthew was eager to please. She held his face against her pulsating box. "Let me feel your tongue inside me," she begged. "That's it, harder and faster." Matthew was a quick study. He now knew exactly how to please Melanie. His tongue was massaging her clit causing her to cry out, "Yes! Keep going, keep going!" He tasted the sweet juices rolling out of her. That made Matthew savor her delicious womanhood even more. Melanie screamed as his tongue accomplished its task and she locked her legs around his head--not wanting him to move as a tidal wave of release poured from her. At last Melanie sagged back into the chair. Matthew looked up at her. She stood and retrieved another beer before saying," You were wonderful, the girls around here must all be after you." Matthew both beamed and blushed from ear to ear. "Thanks," he said, looking down at the bulge in his own pants. "You may be good at fuel pumps, but this is a problem I know how to fix," Melanie cooed in his ear while rubbing the palm of her hand over his clothed hard-on. Unzipping his overalls, Melanie reached in to free his raging manhood from its confines. As it sprung free, Melanie took a swig of beer, dropped down to her knees and engulfed it with her cool, wet mouth. She held him for a few seconds, then let her tongue dance along the shaft and head. Melanie parted her lips to receive Matthew again and again, each time taking in a little bit more of him. She could tell by his powerful moans that he was getting close, so she stood up. Pushing Matthew onto his back on the desk, Melanie quickly straddled him, easing his hardness into her oozing sex. Taking his hands and placing them on her breasts, she rocked back and forth, pistoning his tool further in and out of her box. "I want you to shoot your hot juices inside me!" Melanie demanded. Matthew kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples. His rod was swelling even larger, encouraged by the gripping action of her talented womanhood. It knew what it wanted and it was going to get it. Melanie reached around behind her and found his balls, fondling them. Matthew shot his essence into Melanie in gushes as she grabbed his shoulders and rode his steel manhood as hard as she could until she reached her own orgasm--this one even more satisfying than the first. After they caught their breath, Matthew and Melanie dressed silently. He drove her to her car. Before she got out of the truck she leaned over and kissed Matthew on the cheek. "You were great ! Just remember that your mom knew what she was talking about. You must always take care of a woman in need. And you do it so well!" Melanie said as she slid out of the door. As Melanie sped down the highway, she wondered, "Is this the start of something better in my life?" |
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