The knock is timid at the door.

Waiting for this moment has been excruciating, almost more than he could bear. His balls were aching beyond belief, his cock so hard you bounce pennies off it. But it was worth it..this ‘pleasurable pain’ as they call it. The heartpunding anticipation of what was in store for him beyond that door was worth every agonizing second. No money could replace the headrush at this moment.

He could smell her in his mind, in his crotch, in his sweaty palms. Day to day work was drudgery with her on his mind. He HAD to see her…but most importantly SMELL her again. Her scent was unique to none other..nothing he had ever experienced before.

I t had come by accident really. But don’t most things good do? He had been asked to come over professionally..to fix a leaky shower head in her bathroom. She had come to the door, clad in jeans, sweatshirt, hair upswept in a twist, no makeup, bare feet in those Chinese grass sandals..rather unassuming but natural looking.

It was early so she had not gotten ready yet for the day and besides, her shower wasn’t working anyway. As I was led to the workplace I caught a waft of her scent as she brushed by. I t caught me by surprise. I t wasn’t like I hadn’t smelled a woman before, but this was different. Usually it’s that out of the shower smell that most woman and men in our society deem as necessary and important and in most cases I would agree, but not this time. She was different. My cock tingled with its penetrating aroma. My eyes opened wide…she caught me staring at her and she smiled. My face turned red and my tingle quickly disappeared with embarressment. Senses in me we erupting that obviously had lay dormant. I hadn’t felt like this in a long, long time. Good, bad..I don’t know. But I was game to find out.

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