The Maintenance Man: Apt 2G

Earning your way through college has never been an easy task, especially for a scholarship student attending NYU full time, with little time to hold down a job and pay for room and board. That's why I jumped at the opportunity my uncle had hooked up for me at this semi-luxurious apartment complex on the west side of town. He had a good friend that was into the property management business and he let me in on the opportunity for free housing in a ten story 40 apartment/condominium complex.

The building was pretty high end and well beyond my means if it weren't for the fact that I was offered housing and utilities in exchange for providing building maintenance for the condo owners. They needed someone on hand 24/7 to handle emergency calls and routine maintenance and repairs around the building. I had plenty of experience working on electrical, carpentry and plumbing growing up with my old man around. This was like a golden opportunity for me that I could not pass up on. I got myself a bad ass apartment in exchange for doing some chores around the building as I saw it, no-brainer.

I moved in immediately and got my self situated with the building and the passageways, etc. I familiarized myself with the systems in the building and found everything to be in pretty decent shape and didn't anticipate any major problems around here, besides I was authorized to hire any help for major repairs/emergencies as needed. Anyway, I learned some interesting things about the building such as the crawl spaces between the walls of the apartments were big enough to walk through to allow access to plumbing and wiring features. Pretty cool, I thought as I passed through the spaces and I realized that I could hear through the walls in some of the apartments. "Hmmm..." pretty interesting.

On my second day I received a list of all the problems that had been stacked up and waiting for my arrival. Leaking toilet-apt 2G, A/C not working apt-3D, etc. etc. damn I knew this was too good to be true there had to be about half of the apartments in the building with existing problems waiting to be serviced. No problem, that's why I'm here let me knock this out of the way and get going so I can study and get some sleep for class in the morning. So I made my way to apt-2G to meet Ms Kiniski who turned out to be a very attractive Russian lady in her 30's with sexy red hair and green eyes that pierced through me when I introduced myself to her.

She elegantly invited me in to her apartment and lead me to the master bathroom where she explained that there was a problem with her toilet. I couldn't help but check out her figure as I walked behind her towards the seclusion of her bedroom and watched her sachet that little sexy ass of hers down the hall. She was about 5'6" with stockings and no shoes on wearing a tight black skirt and matching business jacket covering a pair of breasts about 36C if I had to guess. Pretty damn hot I thought as she explained the problem she was having and I kept asking questions of her just to hear that incredibly hot accent of hers in my ears.

Wow, this job is not half bad for a pervert like myself, I thought. I got treated well by sexy ladies and invited into the privacy of their bedrooms and check out where and how they sleep, and my imagination will just do the rest for me. Ms. Kiniski begged my forgiveness but informed me that she had to leave me to my work as she was due in shortly and told me to use my master key to lock up and return as needed to complete my work. I thanked her for the politeness and told her I would have her problems worked out in no time flat, however I might need some parts and would have to reenter her place again by myself. This was not a problem for her and she told me I was welcome to whatever I needed. As she said that I couldn't help but wonder if she had actually given me a little wink or was it my imagination getting carried away with me?

Anyway off to work she went to the hustle and bustle of midtown Manhattan and here I was alone in the bedroom of a hot European woman that may or may not have been given me the eye. Hey I'm starting to like this job even more now, I thought. Her problem with her toilet was not a big deal, just needed some new parts that would have me run down to my supply room in the basement and see what I had in stock and I could be outta here in a minute. As I started to exit the bathroom I noticed something that caught my eye and I froze in my tracks. The dirty clothes hamper, and sticking out of it on one side was a piece of see-through white material. I reached over and opened the hamper to find not just a pair of sexy thong panties, but a whole set of lingerie.

I took them out to examine them and began to imagine the sexy Ms. Kiniski wearing such a hot outfit with her flowing red hair and penetrating green eyes and soon I was standing there with a bulging hard on at the mere thought of seeing her this way. I examined the brasserie and what do you know I was right on target-36C, but it was the woman's panties that got my attention and I brought them up to my nose and inhaled her sexy aroma that was still moist to the touch and smelled of sweet honey and sugar. I began rubbing my cock through my jeans as I imagined having face between her sexy thighs and taking in the erotic smell of her womanhood with my eyes closed and I could hear her calling my name out as I licked her panty's crotch and tasted her imaging it was the real thing.

"Carlos," she exclaimed as my tongue glistened across her outer lips. "Vut do you zink you're Doing?" she called out to me as I nearly jumped out of my clothes when I realized that she was standing behind me watching me rub my cock and lick her goddamn panties. What the fuck do I do now? "Are you tasting my panties? I cannot believe zis. How could you do zat to me? All you had to do was ask to zmell my puzzy and I vould let you, you dirty boy. You like the Natasha's puzzy zmell?"

Holy shit I thought to myself, she's not mad at me. She began to remove her jacket and unzip her skirt from the back as she approached me and let her clothing drop to the floor. She was wearing a similar outfit beneath her professional business attire. Black stockings with garters, see though black panties and a strapless bra holding those ample breasts up at attention for me.

I sat stunned and moitionless as she approached me and slapped me across the face and told me I was a bad, dirty young man and she was gonna teach me a lesson about sniffing panties. She ordered me to get on my knees and put my face in her crotch and I complied, still half in fear of getting in trouble for what I was doing when she walked in. She sat herself on the edge of her queen size bed and pushed my head into her pussy and asked me if I wanted to sniff the panties that she had on and of course I did, so I began by rubbing my nose up and down her extremely chunky and moist pussy. She was already wet and the stain on the front of her panties was enough to prove that. I continued to rub my nose in circles budging and prodding her pussy and feeling the juices build up inside of her and releasing more of that lovely Russian aroma into the air.

She called out to me, "Taste it, you bad boy - taste Natasha's puzzy."

With that command I decided to give her an introduction to the world of Puerto Rican pussy eating like she had never seen. I began by curling my tongue into a tubular-shaped device that I like to call the straw tongue and drinking the juices already sitting in the crevice at the edge of her pussy. The louder I made my slurping sounds the wilder she reacted, encouraging me on with yells of 'yes 'and 'more'. I took my tongue and turned it sideways and traced the opening of her vagina up and down slowly along her opening gently brushing against her clitoris, knowing she wasn't quite ready for that sort of stimulation just yet.

Opening my mouth wide I placed her entire vagina in my mouth and began sucking on it's entirety gently at first and building up pressure gradually. Spreading her pussy with my left hand I exposed the hood of her clitoris and gave her one light stroke with my tongue as I began to suck and pull and nibble on her lips exposing her glorious opening and watching her lips and clit engorge with blood as I knew she would be reaching her first orgasm momentarily. I spread her lips open with my right hand and began working on her honey hole reaching inside deeply to lick and stroke her inner walls and that was when she realized her first of several orgasms and as she shook and trembled strongly she pulled on my ears, pulling my further into her hole, just the way I loved it.

I entered her with one finger and pulled her open from the lower end of her pussy opening her hole to allow me to enter my tongue more deeply inside of her and I began swirling my tongue around and around her gorgeous pussy feeling her expand and open to my touch. I knew I was in command of her at this point and my little Russian sex pot was and my whim. Just then I entered her with two fingers thrusting upwards and finding her g-spot and making my introduction to her clitoris.

The second I placed my tongue on her erect hard clitoris she was in the throes of another orgasm, instantly. I attacked her clit lick a mad man sucking and rubbing with my tongue, all the while taking in the lovely aroma of sex emanating from the deepest parts of her body. Wave after wave of orgasm flushed through her body as she finally rolled over screaming in Russian. I had no clue what she was saying except that the smile she had on her face said she was happy with what she received.

She asked me to lay next to her and asked me if I preferred the real thing over sniffing her dirty panties. She told me that she was not sorry that she had to return home because she had forgotten her folder but that she needed a shower and was going to be very late for work now. I apologized for making her late and informed her that he repair would be completed by the time she arrived home that evening. She gave me a long passionate kiss and I showed my self out of her place to get the parts I needed to complete the original job I was there for in the first place.

When I returned to apt 2G to complete the repair I found a note on her bed that read:

Dear Carlos,

Thank you for your excellent work and effort. I will be sure to inform the property manager and my neighbors of your work ethic. You have no idea how badly I needed that leak taken care of. Please accept this token of my appreciation.

Sincerely,
Ms. Natasha Kiniski

Sitting next to the note was her pair of white panties and a $100 bill. Smiling I thought that I was gonna really enjoy this job and meeting Natasha's friends if they're anything like her. I finished my repairs and left a few of my cards in the place where I found her note. It read: