Too Hot To Handle: Service Cum Call

The Heat Wave

The heat has been relentless all week.  Then the unthinkable happened.  My air conditioner died in the middle of the night.  I’m not one for modesty on a good day, and today is certainly not a good day.  Since it’s just too hot to handle, I’m sprawled out on the couch in the tiniest pair of shorts I own. Sweat is causing them to cling in ways that leave very little to the imagination.  Paired with a bathing suit top that resembles pasties.  Sipping ice water and lazily watching the condensation dripping down the glass over my fingers and onto my thighs.

Heat Advisory – Too Hot To Handle

By noon, I’m feeling delusional from the heat.  Closing my eyes, imagining ice cubes trailing along my body.  The fans are doing little more than pushing the hot air around the room.  About an hour ago, I stopped pretending I was going to get dressed before the repairman comes.  The thought of putting clothes on my sticky body at this point is simply too hot to handle.

The knock on the door suddenly startled me.  Opening the door slowly, I’m met with a tall man in work boots.  Tool bag in hand.  Broad shoulders, dark skin and forearms beefy with a strength that didn’t come from the gym. “Please come in, I’m desperate for you!”  I realized how that sounded shortly after the words left my lips.  This guy was too hot to handle and for a moment I kind of forgot why he was there.

I led him to the corner where the unit set quietly.  He knelt down, his shirt tightening across his back as he worked.  I stayed close, leaning on the wall. My hip brushing the edge of his shoulder when I bent over to look.  “It’s the capacitor, an easy fix” he said.  Eyeballing my nearly naked body as I stepped into the kitchen.  Returning to him with two glasses of ice water.  I said “Easy sounds good”.  Suddenly realizing the heat between us wasn`t just the air anymore.  There was an unmistakable attraction.  A bead of sweat slid from his hairline down along his jaw.

Soaking Wet – Too Hot To Handle

Finding myself more interested in one last tryst then having the A/C restored, I turned my charm up a notch just as the unit roared to life, blasting cool air that raised goosebumps along my skin.  I didn’t move.  Neither did he. Setting his tools down and moving in closer, his lips met mine.  I could feel the heat radiating from his body.  When kissing became too hot to handle, we made our way to the couch.  The air feeling thick.  Not from the temperature, but from the sexual charge between us.

His hands sliding up my sweaty thighs began tracing the outline of my pussy lips through my paper thin shorts.  His large thumbs grazing my clit had me so excited and yearning for more I began to moan.  My hands eagerly wondering down the sweat darkened fabric of his waistband.  Grabbing his massive cock made my pussy salivate with anticipation for what came next.  Too hot to handle, he pulled my shorts off in a single movement and dove into my pussy face first with such enthusiasm I came within seconds.  His hands on my sweaty body, shifting me into position to take his hard girthy cock in its entirety. Cuming never felt so satisfying.

When I asked him what I owed him for the service call, he said “I think we’re even”.  Later that evening when he finally left, my house was much cooler.  But my body burned with desire for more.

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