ANNA JAYE WILDE

Naughty Repair Man

 

24/06/2016

 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

 

It was the third time this week my bastard laptop had crashed on me and I was just about to throw the damn thing out of the window. Because I work from home my laptop is everything to me and without it, I can’t do my writing job. I loved the freedom of working for myself, nobody to answer to, hours to suit me and above all, no fucking early mornings.

 

I tried my usual girlie fix of turning it off and on again and grinned with delight when it powered up. Then, in a move that was akin to sticking up the middle finger my laptop slowly powered down and gave up the ghost. Panic was setting in so I scrolled through my phone and googled a local guy to come and fix it. I didn’t trust repair men. Thieves, the lot of them. But I had no choice and a ‘friendly’ guy named Andy would be round in an hour.

 

I brushed my hair, slicked on a spot of lip gloss and doused myself in my favourite DKNY scent. Even if he was minging at least he would appreciate my flirty efforts and hopefully give me a discount.

 

Exactly one hour later a small signwritten van parked outside my house. I checked my appearance one last time, waited a few moments and answered the knock at the door.

 

Well. If Carlsberg made laptop repair men then they certainly made this one. Over six foot tall, dark and brooding with deep chocolate melty eyes. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt, fitted levis and a casual baseball cap turned backwards. Usually men that wear baseball caps are wankers but it looked good on him. Very good indeed. And the tight t-shirt that stretched across his chest only highlighted his countless abs and what was that? A nipple ring? Fuck me!

 

“Mia Jones?”

 

I lost the power of speech for a moment, picked my jaw up from the floor and righted myself.

 

“Um, yes that’s me!”

 

Dark and brooding’s face broke into a gorgeous wide smile and he held out his large hand for me to shake. You know what they say about large hands?

 

“I’m Andy. Want to show me where it is?”

 

Fuck I’m stupid, why didn’t I leave it in the bedroom? I escorted Mr Handsome to the desk and allowed him to start fixing the computer. I’m pretty sure my panties were broken as well. Perhaps he could fix those too? My dirty mind was in overdrive, I couldn’t help it, the man was smoking hot. No computer geek chic here, just full on, panty melting hotness. Hell, I didn’t care about the bill anymore.

 

I made us both a coffee and sat as close as I legally could to Andy while he talked me through his work. Then a shocking thought hit me. No! Oh, holy fuck, no. Any minute now disaster and epic mortification was going to occur. And there was no way to stop it. I just had to hope Andy was as open minded as he was gorgeous.

 

“Nearly there, Mia, we should have you up and running shortly.”

 

I swear his eyes covered the full length of my body and lingered on my chest a moment too long as he spoke. I wondered if he might take his payment in kind?

 

The laptop sparked into life, my desktop appeared and the full horror was unleashed as it connected to the internet without warning. I knew what was coming but I watched Andy’s face as he watched the porn sites open up, one after the other, videos coming to life at top volume. My face paled in embarrassment but Andy smiled at me cheekily.

 

“Like this stuff, do you?”

 

I swallowed.

 

“It’s research.” I lied. “I’m an erotic writer.” It was true but the porn was for my pleasure.

 

“Oh, I see.” Andy’s lip quirked up as if he knew damn well I was lying. “Which is your favourite?”

 

What? Fuck. The volume had been turned down but in front of us were a couple very much enjoying a good hard fuck against a wall.

 

“I like this one where he lifts her up and fucks the hell out of her.” Fuck it. He clearly wasn’t bothered!

 

“Oh really?” Andy licked his lips. “Fancy acting it out? Right now?”

 

Holy mother of fuck.

 

“You like it when a man takes charge?”

 

He peeled off his t-shirt, I lost count of the abs.

 

“And when he takes complete control?”

 

Andy unzipped his jeans, stepped out of them and kicked them away. Fucking hell, he was commando and that was a weapon right there. He pulled my dress over my head and whipped down my soaking wet panties. His dark eyes stared right at me as he closed the gap between us, lifted me up and walked us to the wall in my living room. All I could hear was our deep breaths and the low sound of the couple in the video. It was intoxicating.

 

Andy’s hard cock pressed up against my wet pussy and I wanted him inside me so badly. He leaned into me and gently kissed my lips, pushing his soft firm tongue into my mouth and tasting me. He moved his mouth over my jaw and down my throat, nibbling me while he rubbed his dick over me, so close, so damn close. The position was everything I wanted and more, and even though Andy had no hands free to touch my clit, he made good use of them squeezing my ass and holding me up with ease.

 

“Ready?” He whispered.

 

“He doesn’t ask in the video, he just takes what he wants.”

 

“Then I’m taking it. Right now.”

 

He held me up to the wall as if I weighed nothing and in one speedy move his hard cock slid into my wetness. Shit. The squeeze was incredible. Andy breathed out heavily as he filled me up, my legs wrapped round his waist and my back pressed to the wall. The couple in the porn video were getting louder and I couldn’t be sure if the panting in the room was them or us. Either way, it was pure, dirty fantasy and I was loving every fucking second.

 

We both looked down and watched as Andy’s big firm dick slid inside me over and over. I looked away for a minute, feeling a bit embarrassed.

 

“Eyes back down please Mia. This is your fantasy. This is what you wanted. Drop your eyes and watch my cock moving in and out of you.” Holy shit. “See how it stretches you each time I push in? Does that feel good?” Fuck yes. I nodded and watched intently. Andy’s cock was thick and firm, a bit wider than I was used to and it felt amazing. Watching us fucking close up was an odd sensation to begin with but I threw my inhibitions away the minute the porn flashed up so I embraced it fully.

 

“Harder, please.”

 

Andy obliged and we looked down at his perfect dick as it filled me, then slid out coated with my juices, then filled me again. Harder. Deeper.

 

“I’m taking charge now, Mia. Hold on.”

 

I gripped his neck and allowed the gorgeous Andy to take control. He kissed me with a hot fervour and his cock moved faster. My pants and moans were smothered under our kiss and I took everything he was offering as he fucked my needy body hard. The summer heat was only getting hotter as our bodies melted together, lips teasing and tangling, cock pumping into wet pussy and hands squeezing and supporting my ass.

 

It was a fiery combination that had us both exploding together, my orgasm overtaking me and flooding my body while Andy pumped hot juice inside me, his dick releasing his pleasure in hot, thick ripples. I never wanted to come down. The heat subsided and he carefully lifted me down, making sure my legs held me up. They did, but only just. Fuck. What just happened?

 

With huge smiles on our faces we dressed ourselves, a calm quiet in the room. The porn couple had finally finished fucking too. Andy started packing up his tech stuff and placed a folded piece of white paper on my laptop keyboard. Fuck, I forgot about the bill.

 

“Well that was unexpected but wonderful, Mia! The laptop’s all sorted now, you can watch porn to your heart’s content. But any problems, you know where I am!” Andy winked at me, straightened his baseball cap, picked up his gear and left.

 

I picked up the paper from my keyboard expecting a hell of a bill. I was shocked to read it.

 

‘No charge sweetheart, you just made my fucking day! Call me back anytime x’

 

One week later, I loaded up another porn page and fuck if I didn’t spill my coffee all over the keyboard…oops!