Gay Erotic Stories

Tuesday: I hate Tuesdays! They always seem to come too quickly after Monday night football. Hang out after work, drink a couple of beers and it’s time for work again. Oh well. Let’s see what is on the schedule: Replace the alternator on a ’94 Honda Accord. “Hey Joe, did we get the alternator in for that Honda Accord?” “Ya, it’s here in the office.” “Great. Finally get this car out of here”. Owning a small repair shop the value of getting paid is really under-rated. I thought maybe I can pay the rent on time this month as I walked into the less than plush parts/waiting room. Lifting the alternator out of the box and visually inspecting it, the steel looked good and the electrical checked out. You never can tell with these guys remanufacturing parts. I normally don’t like the remannys but this is what the customer had ordered. I know nothing about this customer only they had specifically wanted cheap. Normally to replace an alternator it was about a 15 minute job. But remember, today is anything but normal. “Shit” I exclaimed as my knuckles were drug across the shroud tearing them up. Finally, the alternator was installed and ready to be tested. Just my luck was that it was not going to work. But it did just as the phone rang. Maybe my luck is changing. “Excuse me Pete, but my wife called and I need to get home.” “Sure, everything alright?” “Ya she just fell again and is not right.” “Okay, see you tomorrow!” I hated to send Joe home because he was the only other person I had working for me but his wife was an alcoholic and he needed to take care of her. Ok time to call Mrs. Tyler and let her know her Honda was ready. “Hello, Ms. Tyler?” “Yes.” “This is Pete from Pete’s repairs. Your Honda is ready” “I will be right down to pick it up.” “Ok we’re open ‘till 6” Let’s see what is next: Need to change the transmission filter in this Buick. Creeper, tools. Ready. I was just coming out from under the creeper when in my garage this brunette was coming in. Although I could not tell because of her long coat, she appeared to be built in the right places. “Can I help you?” “Yes I am Mrs. Tyler, here to pick up my Honda. Alternator.” “Ok, let me go back into the office and get the paperwork.” I reached under the counter and brought up the bill. “Including the towing charges and the alternator and labor the total is $330.17. Is this going to be cash or credit?” “$330.17! I had no idea it was going to be that much! I can’t afford that. And I need my car. Where can I get that kind of money!” Damn, there goes paying the rent on time this month I thought. “I hate to be a hard ass but I have rent and salaries to pay. Could you put that on credit or something?” I started to see her twitch, reach for her purse and then walk towards the door. Was she going to walk out? I stood there with a dazed look on my face. But she did not head out the door. She locked it! And as she headed back towards me, I was still trying to figure out what was going on. “Since I don’t have the money to pay you, and I need my car…..” was the last thing I heard before her hand went down on my dick. This made Stanley stand at attention. Her full luscious red lips started opening like a spring rose. There was no need to help him out as she unzipped my fly. I did not know what to do so I started running my hands through her straight brown locks. I could tell she knew what she was doing. Up and down she kept running her tongue along the outside of my shaft. Then gently she took the op of my cock and worked it in her mouth. Gently and slowly at first until it worked its way all the way to the back of he throat. Surely she couldn’t take all of me! Several women have tried and failed because of the gag reflex. But this bitch was taking me all the way down. She started moving in and out and gestured for me to follow in. I started mouth fucking her ramming it harder and deeper. She grabbed my hands and forced me to almost gag her! I couldn’t take too much more of this! She realized that and pulled her mouth off my dick. “Lets see how you do” she said as she started ripping through the clothes that held her enormous tits from being in my face. I could have played with these things forever and never got tired of them! These absolutely perfect melons were maybe 37 or 38 D cups. The perfect nipples started standing at attention as gently bit down on them. “Give the other areas some help” she moaned as she pulled of her white lace panties. Yes, I needed to grab that muff! Gleaming off the lips of the perfect pussy, I saw the nectar of the gods! She was ready to rock! She was dripping she was so hot! I worked my tongue up and down around the outside of her labia and slowly caressing her clit. Not a hair to be found! I liked that. “Are you going to fuck around all day with the tongue or are you going to let me have that hard cock!” Well that was all that needed to be said. I dropped all of my clothes on the floor and started to enter in doggie style over the counter. “No, I owe you!” she said as she through me on the ground and guided my massive rod in her cunt cowgirl. She really knew how to work a guy as her tits started bouncing in my face and he pussy started squeezing. I started panting and she said “not yet. Do me a favor?” “Sure.” “When you cum, cum in my ass so my husband won’t taste you?” “Well than we had better switch positions.” With that she took my shaft and shoved it in her asshole and started to bounce up and down. This sudden change from tight to tighter made me cum even faster than I thought I would. I could not take it anymore and shot my load. I though I shot so hard and so much that it would have come out her ears! She just kept rocking back and forth until I was all done. She then started to put her clothes on, cum dripping out her asshole and pussy juices out the front. “That was great! “ “So can I have my keys now?” “No, you still owe me $330.17.” “But I thought we were even now?” she started to sob. “Tell you what. Let’s make this a regular thing for about a week. Every night you come to the garage around 8 PM and then after a week we are even. Deal?” “Well, you drive a HARD bargain, but I enjoyed it. Deal. After a week we call it even?” “Yes”