Encounters

Hank pulled his truck into the parking lot of the apartment building. He searched for a place to park. The lot was full, but he found a spot at the back, next to a red convertible.

He exited his truck, went around to the back, and opened the tool compartment. He strapped on his tool belt and proceeded toward the building, looking for apartment 310a. He located it in building 3, stepped up to the door, and rang the bell.

The door opened. A beautiful redhead stood there. He checked her out briefly, noting that she was wearing a sheer top that exposed her bra and a short skirt that showcased her long, well-defined legs. He gasped slightly at the sight and introduced himself.

“Hi, I am Hank Petrof from Petrof Plumbing.” He held out his hand.

Anette stood there for a few seconds, noting that he was checking her out. She smiled slightly at the fact and checked him out. He was about six feet tall with brown hair that was graying slightly at the temples, and under his T-shirt, she could see that he was muscular but not overly so. He was handsome.

She grasped his hand lightly and said, “Hi, I’m Anette, I’m the one who called you.”

“What seems to be the problem Anette?” he asked.

She let go of his warm hand and gestured toward the open door. “Please, come in and I’ll show you.”

Hank entered the apartment and noted that it was well-kept and neat. Sometimes you go to a house and it’s a complete disaster, Empty food containers, clothes piled up on the floor, and cat or dog fur covering the furniture. Not so here, she seemed to like things tidy.

She led the way into the kitchen. Hank followed her and watched the sway of her hips, noting that she had shapely buttocks.

Anette led him to the sink, which was partially full of dirty dishes.

“Excuse the mess please. This is why I called you. I can’t get any water out of the faucet.” She let out a sigh.

Hank stepped over to the sink and opened the faucet valve, but only a small drip came out of the head. He bent over slightly and opened the cabinet door. Even here it was neat, with only a few kitchen cleaning supplies stored there. He stuck his head into the opening and searched for the pipes and valves.

“I think I see the problem already. It looks like the water valves for the faucet are old and corroded. I will probably have to replace them.” He said assuredly.

Anette could see that he had a nice, tight ass under the jeans. A slight tingle ran up her thighs.

“How much will this cost Hank?” She quizzed.

Hank stood up to his full six feet. “Let me see what I have for parts in the truck. It shouldn’t be much.”

Anette noted that he had a slight bulge in the front of his jeans. She smiled lightly.

She watched as he made his way to the front door and exited the apartment. He returned only a few minutes late with a box full of parts.

“I believe I have what I need here,” he said as he walked back into the kitchen. Hank pulled some parts out of the box then laid down on his back and scooted himself into the cabinet opening. His head and shoulders disappeared into the gaping hole. His t-shirt rode up slightly above his belly button, and Anette saw that he had tight abs.

Hank worked quickly, removing the old valves and replacing them with new ones.

Anette observed the bulge in his jeans grow while he worked and could not help herself. She got down on her knees, reached over and began to rub the bulge. She could feel him responding to her touch.

Hank felt her touching him and felt his cock begin to harden. He glanced out at her through the open door and could see that she was smiling. His jeans suddenly felt too tight. He reached down to adjust his crotch.

“Let me help you with that,” Anette said provocatively. She unzipped him and unbuckled his tool belt. She quickly pulled his jeans down and released his manhood. She gasped at the size of it and wrapped her hand around it, rubbing it. The head began to grow even more. She bent down and put the head of his cock in her mouth, feeling the heat and tasting the slightly saltiness of pre-cum. It throbbed in her mouth.

Hank couldn’t believe what was happening. Still partially inside the cabinet, he started extracting himself from it. She moved with him, keeping his cock in her mouth and rubbing the shaft with her hand. His heart beat wildly.

Finally, fully outside of the cabinet, he lay there on the kitchen floor. Hank reached out and began to rub and squeeze her tits. She groaned slightly but did not release his cock from her mouth. Her warm lips and tongue continued to work on his cock. He felt a tingle run down his spine.

Anette moved her hand down his shaft and pulled his cock even deeper into her mouth, practically choking on it. She wanted his cock inside of her; her whole body reacted to his touch on her breast, and she felt her nipples harden. Her pussy was wet with anticipation.

Hank reached down and grasped her head between her hands. He didn’t want her to stop, but he needed even more from her. He guided her head off his cock, pulled her close, and kissed her warm lips. Their tongues entwined. He quickly removed her blouse and released the clasps of her bra. Pulling it off from her, he saw her tits for the first time. They were firm and shapely, and the nipples were hard.

Anette guided Hank’s mouth to her left breast and felt him begin to suck on her nipple. A tingle ran down her body and into her pussy. She felt his hand reach down and begin to rub her love hole. She gasped as her heart began to race. She pumped his cock harder with her left hand.

Hank laid her down on the floor, pulled her skirt up and deftly removed her panties. Her sweet pussy was shaved except for a small tuft of hair. He reached down and began to rub her clit. She was wet and readily accepted his finger as he placed it inside her warmth.

Anette felt his finger inside her, and she responded with a groan. But she wanted even more; she wanted his cock inside her. “I want you inside me,” she said. She pulled him to her.

Hank lay down on his back, his cock standing straight into the air. “Sit on me,“ He said.

Anette stood up and straddled him, then she lowered herself down as he guided his cock into her wet pussy. She could feel the head of his cock enter her and she lowered herself until the fullness of his cock was inside of her. She shuddered as she felt his cock enter her. Her pussy tingled as she began to ride his cock.

Within minutes, she could feel herself wanting to cum his cock filled her totally. She began to ride him harder, and she could hear his breath quicken. Knowing that he was near completion, she began to rub her clit as she rode him. She could feel the need to cum.

Hank, not wanting it to stop, tried to hold back, but it was no use. He could feel the need to cum arising. He began to pump her hard and could hear her gasp as she began to orgasm. Her whole body shuddered and his need to cum finally overtook him. His cock began to pump semen into her.

Her body tensed and she began to quiver as the orgasm ran through her. She could feel Hank tense as he came inside her. She could feel the heat of his cum as it squirted into her.

Anette convulsed slightly and then lay down on top of Hank, both of them breathing heavily as they lay in each other’s arms. For several minutes, they just laid there feeling each other’s heartbeats.

Hank kissed her on the neck and then they kissed each other. Anette could feel his cock slide out of her as she stood up. His cum ran down her thigh. She reached for a towel and wiped the cum off her leg and her pussy. Then she wiped hi cock with the towel.

“Oh my God, “ Hank exclaimed.

“Yeah,“ Anette retorted.

“That was intense.” Hank stood and pulled his pants up.

Anette began to dress herself, leaving the bra off. “That was wonderful,” She said.

Hank pulled her close and gave her a long kiss. “I don’t know what to say Anette.”

“I’ll bet that’s not the first time this has happened to you. You are, after all, a real hottie!” Anette said.

Hank flushed slightly, “That’s the first time I wanted it to happen.”

“Really?” Anette responded.

“Yes, really! I’d like to see you again. Is that possible?” Hank said.

Anette thought for a moment. She wanted to see Hank again, but didn’t want to sound too anxious. “I’d like that Hank. Oh, how much do I owe you?”

Hank responded, “I think we’ll call it even if that’s OK with you.” He reached over to the sink and opened the valve to the faucet. The faucet bucked a few times to get the air out and then the water ran clear.

“Dinner?” Anette said.

“Sure, when and where?” Hank quizzed.

“How about tomorrow around six?” Anette responded. “The where, is up to you.”

“I’ll pick you up at six!”

They kissed again, and Hank left the apartment feeling giddy. He had not met another woman who intrigued him so much in a long time. He was looking forward to their date.

Anette watched as Hank climbed into his truck, backed out of the lot and drove out of her life, at least for the day. She felt a strong connection to him. She liked him very much. She had not connected with a man in a while, but felt a real connection with him.

She set about doing her dishes and thought about their date tomorrow. Lost in fantasy, she almost overfilled the sink.