Domestic service

Friday, I go to the apartment of the youngest man, I prefer not to put names, I ring the bell, this apartment is closer to me, in the Zaramaga neighborhood, I walk there, always motivated, knowing what I was born to do, to serve other men.

I go up, on one hand I see him as very innocent, he is turned on by what he does, it's clear, but he doesn't fully understand it, he knows it's something he likes and can take advantage of, he is open-minded, cleaning I have seen photos of him with his girlfriend I suppose, just like I have photos with my ex-wife that would surprise a lot of people to see me now. Life takes many turns.

He greets me with a smile, he's in his boxers, a bathrobe, I prepare him a coffee, I brought him some groceries he asked for via WhatsApp when I was coming here, and I started to clean the kitchen, sweeping, mopping, leaving it tidy, he has gone back to his room and is sitting at the desk, I knock on the door and say, sir, the kitchen is finished, what do I do? And he says, I don't know, whatever you see, and he turns around in his chair and says, I feel a little sorry that you're doing this for free.

I get on my knees, I tell him that I should be the one thanking him, that he should forget about the topic and that as long as he is satisfied, I feel more than rewarded. He stands up, he pulls back his robe a bit and takes out his dick (bingo!) I open my mouth, I want him to fuck me, I want him to bring out his bad side and he does it, he starts fucking my mouth, ignoring me. In a pause, I say, sir. Would you allow me to do something that I think you might like? And he says, yes, tell me. Can I eat your ass? He looks puzzled, I tell him please let me, and he says, how? I take off his robe, leave it folded on the chair, take off his underwear. I lie down on the bed on my back and tell him, please sit on my face. He does it, I have his ass open in my mouth, his balls on my nose, his dick dancing stiff in front of my eyes, I don't give him time to regret it, I stick my tongue in his anus as deep as I can, at the same time I grab his dick and masturbate him. I see his face... he likes it... he doesn't like it... he loves it... I feel all his heat, his taste, I see him enjoying it, I lift his butt slightly with respect and tell him, when you're about to cum put it in my mouth and cum inside. He says okay! And I keep eating his ass, he removes my hand and masturbates himself, I grab his buttocks, I have to admit I'm not suffering, this anus is as sweet as honey... He gets up quickly and puts it in my mouth and starts to cum like a bull, he gasps and says, fuuuck!!!! He puts it all the way in, keeps fucking while he's cumming, I feel his semen spurting into my throat, my eyes tear up, I focus, I have to endure, I can't ruin that moment for anything in the world. He stays with his dick inside, I can't breathe, he notices and pulls out, he apologizes. I tell him no, for god's sake. I tell him, good? And he says, fucking great... and I say, thank you very much. Really.

I help him put on the robe again, and I keep sweeping the hallway and doing some other things. He has gone to the living room and turned on the TV. I tell him, relaxed? And he says, like a god!. I tell him, I'm leaving, it's getting late for me, he says, when are you coming back? And I tell him when he tells me. Sunday? And I say, yes, I can come, do you know how to cook? He asks me. I say yes, and he says, okay, let's meet Saturday night.

Saturday 8:00 p.m. I receive a message... From the divorced bastard:

- are you? Hey you, are you free tonight? I want to fuck.

Me - yes yes, I'm free. Tell me the time and I'll be there.

- at 10:00 p.m. if you have your ex's panties, wear them. I'll be waiting. I'm going to fuck you up.