As an electrical contractor, I get called to a lot of odd jobs at all sorts of hours. Last Thursday, I got called to a job I'll *never* forget...
It was about 7pm, and I got a call from some panicked woman at St. Mary's high school. She told me that there was some big senior girls' basketball game going on and that half of the lighting in the girls' locker room wasn't working. Evidently, their on-site guy was gone for the night and they couldn't get a hold of him, so she was scrambling to get someone over there pronto.
I agreed to get over there ASAP; she told me that if I didn't have things wrapped up by about 8pm, I'd have to get out of there for about a half hour to let the girls use the locker room after their game. I told the woman that I'd make a point to get things finished as quickly as possible.
I got over to St. Mary's at about 7:20pm, and Mrs. Ross (whose name I hadn't caught earlier on the phone) met me at the student lobby and quickly directed me to the locker room area.
I made a quick trip back to my truck, got my tools, headed to the locker room, and began working.
I had about ten minutes of work left when I heard the distant, rumbling echo of what was obviously a crowd of girls making their way to the locker room. I checked my cell phone, and sure enough, it was just after 8pm. I grabbed the pack of smokes from my toolbox and headed out to my truck for a break.
I got to my truck, turned on the radio, and went through about five or six smokes as I relaxed. Eventually, I checked my cell phone; it was about 20 to 9pm, so I made my way back inside and over to the locker room.
I was a few minutes into the last few bits of the job when something caught my attention.
"Come on!" was the first thing that I could make out amongst the low, muffled speaking. I distinctly made out two voices. I was going to just yell out, "Hello?!", but instead I kept quiet and listened.
"Come onnn!" I heard the first voice repeat. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" replied the second. "You know we have to hurry!" the first asserted. "Well then shut up and let's go!" the second voice snapped back. Both voices sounded nervous, but something about their tone suggested that they'd done whatever they were doing before.
Then both voices went silent. I listed for about a minute, and heard nothing but dead air. I was going to go have a look, but I figured it was probably two girls smoking or something, so I just got back to work so that I could finish and get out of there... and then I heard it...
"Mmmmmm..." It was low and muffled, but not at all mistakable. It was definitely what it sounded like. I quietly put down the screwdriver I was holding and crept around, trying to locate the origin of the noise. I finally found it, and when I did, my jaw dropped.
Two girls -- one on her back on a wooden bench, the second kneeling beside the bench, fingering the other very fast. I quickly hid behind the nearest row of lockers. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest; I tried to catch my breath a bit, and then I peered back around the corner of the locker I was using as my vantage point...
I was probably 40 or so feet from the two, so I had a decent view of what was going on. Both girls were brunettes; the one being fingered was definitely tall -- I could see her entire figure. The one kneeling I couldn't quite see as well. Both were pretty good looking, but the one being fingered looked like the cuter of the two.
The one being fingered had a tattoo of what looked like a frog on her ankle; the one doing the fingering had something on her shoulder that looked Celtic. The tattoos on both made me figure that these girls were both just on the right side of 18... so I continued to watch.
The girl doing the fingering had two fingers in the second girl, and she was fingering this girl *really* fast. "Come onnnnn!" she snapped. "I want some, too!" The second girl moaned, "Almooostt...". At this point, the first girl put her mouth to the second girl's pussy, and it looked like she started sucking on her clit as she fingered her. "Unnnhhhhh..." Though that was all she said, I took that to mean that girl #2 just came.
The fucker and the fuckee swapped positions, as girl #1 barked, "Finally, my turn!" I got a better look at the girl who had been kneeling -- she had a pretty furry bush and small, firm tits.
She leaned back on the bench and kept herself propped on her elbows. She pushed girl #2's face into her pussy, and again said, "Finally!" I assumed that this snappy-mouthed bitch was the boss in this sexual arrangement...
I could hear muffled grunts, and it seemed like the girl doing the eating was really enjoying herself -- as was the recipient. Within a minute or two, the second girl came as well. She was more vocal, growling, "fuuuuccckkkkkkkkkkk..." as she came. At one point, she put one hand onto the back of girl #2's head and pushed her face deep into her pussy.
From this point on, all I heard was more very muffled speaking and some laughter and both girls walked over and began to shower.
My heart was still pounding hard and fast, and my cock was throbbing with a need for release. I looked at my cell phone -- 8:53pm. The entire encounter lasted about 7 or 8 minutes.
I quickly wrapped up the last of my work, grabbed my tools, and quickly made my way out to my truck. When I left, both girls were still in the shower.
I got to my truck and haphazardly tossed my shit into the back. It was just after 9pm now, and it was pitch black out. I opened the driver's side door of the truck and stood, facing the interior of my truck.
I unzipped my pants and took out my cock; the tip was absolutely soaked with precum. I gave myself a few quick strokes, thinking about what I just saw, and quickly popped off my load onto the pavement.
With a major sigh of relief, I got into my truck. As I drove off, I laughed out loud to myself, thinking about the poor bastard who was supposed to be working at St. Mary's that night but wasn't -- and about everything that he missed out on... Thanks, man!
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