The Technician's Favorite
The office was bustling with activity, but Michael couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had been gnawing at him all morning. He was preparing for an important business call when he noticed a familiar truck outside his office window. With a sigh, he knew who it was; the IT guy had arrived to fix his computer again.
Just as he was about to pick up his phone for the call, he heard knocking on his door. He tried to ignore it, hoping whoever it was would go away, but the knocking persisted. Reluctantly, he answered the door to find an attractive young man in a blue polo shirt and khakis, clutching a toolbox.
"Hi, I'm here to fix your computer," the man said with a smile. "Is now a good time?"
Michael knew he couldn't put it off any longer, so he nodded and stepped aside to let the man in. As the technician got down on his hands and knees under Michael's desk, he could feel his heart racing. It wasn't just because of the importance of the upcoming call, but also because of the way the technician's body language seemed to suggest he knew what he was doing.
Michael tried to focus on his phone call, but he could feel the technician's hot breath on his ankle boot. Suddenly, he felt a tug on his boot, and then his nylon-clad foot was exposed to the cool air of the office. Michael couldn't believe what was happening; his mind was racing as he tried to process what was happening to him.
The technician's actions were surprisingly erotic, and Michael found himself growing more aroused by the second. He watched in fascination as the man started pulling on his pantyhose, making a big hole in them. The sensation of the cool air rushing over his bare skin sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but moan softly.
As the man's mouth moved closer to his toes, Michael couldn't help but wonder what he was about to do. His heart was pounding in his chest as the technician leaned in close, his warm breath brushing against Michael's toes. Suddenly, there was a soft sucking sound, and Michael realized that the man was trying to suck off his toe ring.
The sensation was unlike anything Michael had ever felt before. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by this technician's actions. He tried to focus on the business call, but all he could think about was the feeling of his toes being sucked and licked.
As the man finished with his toe ring, he pulled away and stood up. Michael couldn't help but stare at the man's well-formed ass in his tight jeans. He knew he had to regain his composure before the technician noticed anything amiss.
"Alright, I think I have your computer fixed," the man said with a smile, turning back to his toolbox. "Let me know if you have any other problems."
Michael nodded, still reeling from the unexpected turn of events. As the technician left the office, Michael couldn't help but wonder when he would see him again. A part of him hoped it would be soon, while another part of him knew that this was dangerous territory.
Despite his conflicting emotions, Michael couldn't deny that his new IT guy had made quite an impression on him. He couldn't stop thinking about the way those strong hands had felt on his nylon-covered legs, or the way his toes tingled from the man's attentions. It was clear that this was going to be a memorable experience for Michael, one that would stay with him long after the technician had left his office.
