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Many of the jobs I take on are from a referral. Satisfied customers share my information with others, and I often get contacted by new customers as a result. Some are from random people who have seen my advertising and reach out for a quote.This was a random call…*****I just finished filling my tank when the phone rang and went to voicemail. After grabbing a bottle of water and paying I moved my truck away from the pumps, shut it off, and listened to the message. It was a woman asking if I fixed garage doors. I called her back, told her I did, and we discussed the problem she was having. I offered to take a look, and as she gave me her address I realized I was only a few blocks away.“I just happen to be close by. Is now a good time for you?”“Oh, sure!” she replied. “That would be perfect!”“See you in a few minutes,” I promised.I parked on the street in front of the house, leaving the driveway open. There were toys scattered about the front yard and two small bicycles laying next to a pink tricycle in front of the garage door. As I walked up the driveway I was greeted by a slim brunette carrying a toddler. She smiled as the toddler fidgeted and fussed.“Hi, I’m J.” I announced. “We just talked on the phone.”“Hi. Cindy,” she replied.“And who is this?” I asked as the toddler stared at me curiously.“This is Krista,” she answered. “My littlest.”I smiled and Krista buried her face into her mother’s shoulder, playing shy and pretending to avoid me.“So, the door doesn’t open?” I asked.“No, it only goes part of the way up and stops, then I have to pull the handle thing to get it back down.”“How often is it happening?”“All the time,” she said in a frustrated tone. “My husband parks his truck in the driveway and we keep my van inside because I don’t go out much.”Krista glanced at me and continued to fidget as Cindy talked.“I told him a few weeks ago, but he hasn’t looked at it. I have just been using his truck in the evenings to go for groceries and things, but I need to get my van in and out when I want to. I can’t stay in the house forever when he’s not here.”“I understand,” I assured her. “Let me take a look. Is the side door open?”“Yes, and the opener is the cup holder in my van.”Two other girls appeared, gawking at me as I passed by on the way to the door.“Hello, girls.”“Hi.”“Hi. Who are you?”“I’m J. I’m here to fix the garage door.”“Mommy said Daddy can’t fix anything,” the oldest chirped.“Hailee!” Cindy chided. “You be quiet.”“Well, that’s okay,” I replied with a shrug. “I’m sure Daddy does other things.”The girls nodded and sat down on the steps by the door they had come out of as I entered the garage and looked around. The opener panel on the wall had a wire broken off, rendering it casino siteleri useless, so I retrieved the remote from the cup holder in the minivan.I checked the spring and cables first, noting that the cable on one side was too slack and coming off of the roller. I clicked the remote and watched the door rise in a jerky motion, obviously uneven in the tracks, and sticking as it neared the top of its travel. The motor shut off and the door stayed in place, just as she had described. I released the latch and pulled the door down before returning outside.Cindy and the three girls were on the steps, the toddler now squeezed between her two older sisters, and looked at me as I stepped out the door. I noticed Cindy’s eyes travel to my feet and back up to my face, stopping at my crotch for a few seconds in between.“Nothing too serious,” I announced. “Just some adjustments for the most part.”“When can you fix it?” Cindy asked. “And how much will it cost?”“$200. I can do it this weekend, either Saturday or Sunday. What’s good for you?”The F150 pulled into the driveway and the girls announced, “Daddy is home!” as the man stepped out and came over.“What’s all this?” he asked curiously.“This is the garage door guy, he came to look at the door,” Cindy explained.“Hi, I’m J.” I said as I offered my hand.“Hi. Karl,” he replied as he ignored my hand, stepped past and stood next to the girls. “How much?”“$200,” I answered.“$200! Just to fix the door?”“Karl, I need to get in and out, so unless you want to park on the street we need it fixed,” Cindy blurted. “That’s not much.”“I don’t know… that’s sounds high,” he mused as he shook his head.“Your choice,” I shrugged. “For less than the cost of two fill- ups on your truck your wife is able to do what she wants with your kids during the day.”“I want it fixed, Daddy!” the oldest chirped. “I want to go to the park and the zoo and swimming!”“Me, too!” the middle one added.He sighed, rolled his eyes and nodded.“Okay, but $200, no more.”“As long as there are no surprises, $200,” I assured him.“He can do it this weekend,” Cindy announced. “You are taking the girls to the zoo on Saturday anyway, so that will work out fine.”“The Zoo! The Zoo! Yeah, Daddy, the Zoo!” the girls yelled excitedly. “You said we would go the Zoo!”“Yeah, yeah. Fine. Saturday you fix the door for her. $200.”I looked at Cindy. “What time is good for you?”“After ten is good.”“Ten! That’s early!” Karl interrupted.“You need to go early, it gets too hot after two,” she chided. “Remember last time?”He nodded and agreed.“And swimming after!” Hailee yelled out. “We can go swimming!”“Yes, Daddy will take you swimming after,” Cindy assured her. “Won’t he?”“Yeah, okay. We can güvenilir casino go swimming, too.”“Okay, so Saturday just after ten,” I confirmed. “I will see you then.”“Yes,” Cindy smiled. “See you then.”“Bye!” the middle one yelled as she waved.“Bye,” I replied with a wave back as I headed for my truck.*****I pulled up just as the F150 backed out the driveway, seeing the girls in the backseat waving to Cindy as she stood in the driveway. It sped away and disappeared around the corner as I walked up to her.“Good morning,” I offered with a smile.“Good morning,” she replied with a big smile.“So, a little quiet time for you today,” I joked. “I won’t take up much of your day.”“Yes, I need a break,” she agreed with a big sigh. “Looking after them all day, every day wears thin. I have no time for myself. Do you have kids?”“None that I know of,” I answered with a grin.She chuckled and ran her hand through her hair. “Married?”“No. I’m not the wife and kids kind of guy,” I replied with a wink.She giggled, put her hands on her hips and swayed gently.“A confirmed bachelor? You have no desire for a wife?”“Not for one of my own,” I teased as I looked her up and down.She blushed slightly and ran one hand through her hair again, glancing at the garage and then back to me. Her eyes passed over me, hovering on the bulge in my jeans for a moment.“Well, let’s go fix your door,” I suggested.“Uh, yes… yes,” she agreed. “Follow me.”I followed her into the garage and placed my tool bag on the floor as she leaned against the front of the van.“Do you mind if I watch?” she asked.“Not at all.”I found and turned off the breaker for the door opener, noticing a step-ladder against the wall.“Can I use that?” I asked. “Or I can get mine from the truck?”“You can use whatever you want,” she said teasingly.“That’s a very open comment,” I teased back.“Well, anything you find in the garage,” she giggled.“You’re in the garage,” I pointed out as I set up the ladder.“Haha, true,” she giggled.I stepped up and adjusted the spring before resetting the cables and checking the tracks and rollers. I felt her eyes on me the entire time and noticed her standing next to me as I made the final adjustment. I looked down to see her slowly stroking her neck as she focused on my crotch. The bulge grew as her gaze had its effect on me, the look of desire and longing I had seen before inflaming my libido and engorging my awakened cock.Her hand reached out and I felt her fingers run over my bulge, causing a twitch and more swelling as they gently caressed me through the denim. I turned slightly, angling myself towards her with my crotch even with her chin and allowing my swelling cock to move up from its confined canlı casino place along my thigh. Her eyes widened and a coy smile developed on her pretty face as she put her hand on my zipper.“Go ahead,” I offered. “Check it out.”She glanced up and smiled, her eyes bright and hungry with desire as her fingers pulled down the zipper. She sucked on her lower lip and her hand trembled slightly as my cock began to appear through the opening, the fat tip peeking out before suddenly bursting forth inches from her mouth.”Whoa, so big!”Her hands grasped the shaft as she examined it, her fingers unable to wrap around the thick shaft fully as she slowly stroked me to full hardness. A glance up at me was followed by the appearance of her tongue as it snaked out and swirled over my swollen tip.“I know I shouldn’t, but I need to,” she sighed quietly. “I need to do something for myself. I need something exciting.”Her lips parted and she took me into her mouth, sucking on the fat head as she slowly stroked my shaft. I held myself steady on the ladder as she sucked me, watching my thick cock slowly getting swallowed further until she suddenly jerked back and gasped loudly.“I want you to fuck me with this!” she panted. “I need you to fuck me.”“Whatever you want,” I promised as I stepped off the ladder.She took my hand and led me to the front of the van, put her hands on my face and pulled me down to kiss. Her lips mashed into mine, the pressure relenting when her tongue pushed into my mouth and began wrestling with mine. I ran my hands over her hips and ass before moving them up and cupping her small breasts as her quiet moans filled my mouth. She pulled away, lifted her dress and turned around, revealing her bare and panty-less bottom to my hungry eyes as she leaned forward and put her elbows on the hood of the minivan. I dropped my jeans to my ankles.“Fuck me, please,” she pleaded. “Before I change my mind.”I hesitated for a moment before stepping up behind her and rubbing my swollen cock along her wet pout, the juice in her folds making my cock glisten with wetness.“Are you sure?”“Yes! Fuck me!”I pushed inside her hot, silky channel and held her hips tight as I began thrusting, pushing more of my meat into her as she groaned loudly and pushed back.“Fuck, you’re huge!” she gasped as I buried the full length of my cock inside of her.“Yes. You like it?”“Oh… fuck yes…” she panted.I fucked her fast and hard, the sound of my thighs slapping into hers echoing in the confined space of the garage as she grunted and moaned.“Oh fuck… oh fuck… yes!” she whimpered as she climaxed, shaking and collapsing onto the hood.I kept up my pace, pounding her hungry cunt relentlessly as she climaxed again and again, finally hearing her ask me to stop.“Stop… please… just for a moment,” she whimpered.I stop moving with my cock buried in her, feeling her sopping cunt squeeze me as she panted and caught her breath. I turned to look at the shelf by the door when I heard a phone ring.

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