The Janitor

Janitorial Duties: By Heighrick
When I began work as the building janitor of a block of council flats, I was twenty yrs. old. The first thing I did was post an A4 sheet that had a picture of myself together with my name, contact details. (i.e. flat number, emergency phone number) through every flat in the block. It also said that as of the following day there would be a drop box on the wall outside my flat for any communications regarding the building which residents wished me to know about if they were unable to find me in.
I was amazed by the response; not only by the number of responses in the drop box., nor the speed, but the content of them. Actually the content, in all of them, was along the same theme. The block was fifteen stories with six flats per story and I had fifty response within two days.
They were all along the lines of: The toilet. bath, or kitchen sink was always becoming blocked and would I please come round to number XX to investigate and perhaps arrange for a day/time that I would be available to fix it. I did get three physical visits. All within the first day, all from residents in the over sixties range, and all three of them made no bones about the fact that what they wanted was between my legs.
Yes they got what they were after and that made four people very happy because I had only ever been lucky enough to have sex once before and that had been nearly a year ago. I now had three fresh conquests in one week and again the week after that, and then one died, the other two had already realised that I could not keep visiting their flats without someone noticing and so we agreed that occasionally they might just get away with a night-time visit to my place. It has been like that ever since.
I never did follow through with any of the other opportunities, I would have been a shadow inside six months, but I did inspect all the plumbing, of the flat's, not of the occupants.
There was one resident who had begun to occupy my thoughts. About twenty-five yrs. old, five ft. six or seven inches tall, busty but not particularly curvy, she had dark blonde hair which was cut short and I could not describe her as attractive. I could not help myself and try as I might I could not get her out of my head. I lusted after her and I had no idea why. She was Mrs average in so many ways and still I wanted to possess her and I doubt that she ever gave me a second glance on the few occasions we did pass by.
She had a daughter called Kate who was about six months old when I first saw her as they went out somewhere, but when I first met her, she was about a year old, in her mum's arms with her mum trying to carry her down ten flights of stairs because the lift was out of action again.
I was on the ninth-floor landing when I met her mum struggling with Kate and the fold-up push chair. I took the push chair and went down with them to the ground floor and told her mum to call at my door when she returned with her shopping, and I would carry that up for her then I contacted the maintenance department.
She did call and I carried her stuff up to the tenth floor for her. She thanked me for being so kind and stretched up to kiss my cheek saying that I was a lovely man. No one had ever called me lovely before or kissed my cheek as a thank you.
Two days later a team came and fixed the lift problem which was a faulty contact in the control room. It took them about five minutes to locate that and a minute to fix it. I was shown how to reset the power if the power dropped out again so that there would be no need for me to call for a repair team again.
I thought about it for a whole day and decided that what I had thought about was worth a try. As forecasted, Friday was a hot day when it came, I switched the lift power off a few minutes before the time I knew that Kate and her mum would be going to the supermarket. I walked up to the ninth floor and waited.
It worked, I heard Kate's mum telling Kate to stop wriggling or she would fall, so I stood in front of the lift and as they reached the level I muttered about the useless lift, turned, said hello, and added that as the lift was out again I would take the pushchair downstairs for them.
I received a big smile from mum and again I was told that I was a lovely man, as before I told her that she should call at my door and I would carry her stuff upstairs for her, for which I received a kiss on my cheek again.
As soon as they were out of view I went and reset the lift power.
They came to my door as arranged which I opened wearing a tight white T-shirt and shorts. I am Six feet tall, muscular, and fit because I go to the gym at weekends. I have a set of weights of my own and was carrying one of them when I opened the door. I am not exactly ugly, but I do look hard, and I knew that recently I had turned a few women's heads in the street and in the gym but I had also noticed that it was always the married ones so nothing ever came of it. This time I was desperately hoping for a result, however long it took.
Kate's Edirne Escort mum stared at my chest for a few moments and then turned a light shade of pink as she apologised for disturbing me. I immediately said that I was the one who should be apologising because I had told her to come and get me and I had forgotten. Please, come inside and sit whilst I dressed.
She did so and I hoped that placing the mirror where I had would reflect through to the living room as I stood behind the open door, which I had weighted to slowly open if not properly closed and dropped my shorts prior to putting my boxers and trousers on.
I carried the shopping and the pushchair up ten flights of stairs and yes, I was hoping for a reward. She invited me inside the flat to rest after my labour and offered a cool drink.
I held Kate on my lap and joggled her which made her giggle as her mum put stuff away and I asked after her husband as I knew he was long distance lorry driver. She told me what I already knew, he was on his way to Russia and then lord knew where because she had no idea.
She finished putting stuff away and then picked Katie up. She was a couple of light years ahead of me because I had hoped to manoeuvre her to the top of a slope in the coming days, but she said what I had hoped that I might hear on one of those days.
"Kate will be in bed by six and then I shall have a bath. If you really were the kind man I think you are you would offer to come and scrub my back for me, the spare door key is on the hook behind the door. Please go now before anyone notices that you are not around."
I was there at six-forty, we were in bed by six fifty-five, and I was in her quite often during the next six hours.
We had sex every evening whenever her husband was away and she always kissed my cheek and told me that I was a nice, kind, and thankfully a well-hung man, as I returned to my own bed.
It became impossible to meet in the evenings, so we rearranged our meetings to be at my place at lunch time. This reduced the length of time we could spend together but increased the intensity of our desire for release. I never asked but I don't think she was ever concerned about anyone seeing her visiting me.
I rarely saw Kate as she now preferred to be called as the years went by. Her mum said that she had become overweight, unhappy about that and the fact that she was not pretty and curvy as all girls wished to be. She never went out with friends and had been a poor student.
That is not the end of the world. I had no O-levels when I left school and still managed to get a job that was good at and enjoyed. After Kate had left school she had a few dead-end jobs in little shops but then she got a job as a catering assistant in a works canteen. She liked it and the people she worked with and was soon learning to cook and started evening classes in domestic science..
One evening I was locking the storage compound behind the block when I heard some of the loudmouthed lads from around the area jeering at someone and as I rounded the corner, I saw that it was Kate they were having a go at, calling her names, and laughing because she was fat.
They saw me coming and legged it, because they only pick on someone smaller or weaker than themselves and I am taller and wider than any two of them and a lot rougher as well.
She knew that I was a friend of her mum's but nothing more than that. She thanked me for being there, and I could see that she had been crying so I asked her into my place and asked her what was upsetting her.
"Look at me; I am just a plain, unattractive fat girl, I am nineteen and fat. I was laughed at in school, the boys were always groping the girls, but no one ever tried to grope me, and I would have let them because I have feelings too."
"Hang on, let me put you right Kate. The girls you are so envious of had a rougher time of it than you think. The whole of their teen years they were being pressured into having sex with lads who just wanted there fun and never gave a thought about how good, bad, or indifferent the experience was for the girl.
I bet Some of those girls are mothers now, and some of those will have no idea who, or where, the father is. You have your life in front of you to experience at your leisure the joy of finding out about sex and there are men out there who rather enjoy the fuller figure and yes, you could do with losing a few pounds but you may well find one of them. I am not saying that they would marry you, I have no idea about getting that far, but you would certainly enjoy the interim process.
Also, remember this; those youngsters had no idea on how to give pleasure to a woman as they took their own pleasure. If they did, they would never have the time or energy to go looking elsewhere.
I can help you lose a few pounds with my keep fit routine, and even get you started in a gym, but I have no idea how to help you find a man,"
"I think my mum is right, you are a nice man, and I think you know that my mum fancies you Edirne Escort Bayan and that you could easily get her into bed and I know I would be tempted. Did you know that she and dad are through? They argue all the time when he's here."
"Kate, you must be careful what you say about temptation. I'm single, I don't have a steady girlfriend so I have sex where I can find it and you have just told me I could find it right here."
Kate blushed at my words and changed the conversation back to her weight problem. I showed her my diet regime planner, and we picked a plan to suit her tastes and then I showed her the sort of exercises that I do.
She was about to try them when I pointed out that she really should be more suitably dressed, but she was fired up now and did not want to go home to get changed into something like shorts and top, so she borrowed a pair of my shorts and merely took her jacket and jumper off.
Watching her breasts bouncing about was arousing. When she saw me watching she said I ought to be ashamed of the way I was watching her and said that I was a naughty man.
"I was not being naughty; any man would watch what I was watching, that is normal for a man. I would only become naughty if I did anything about the thoughts that the sight would cause and what she was now finding out was the dangers of being a woman near a man who could be tempted..
She had been on her back, just doing sit ups, but my reply set something off inside her. She stood up and took her bra off, I was surprised at that, but I was astounded when she grabbed my hands and put them on her large breasts and said in a very wavery voice:
"Please, be very naughty with me."
I almost took my hands away, almost; then my libido kicked in and I lowered my head and sucked a nipple. Kate gave a little moan and straightened her back so that her breasts pushed against my face. I took my hands away and used them to push my shorts down over her thighs until I could get one of them inside her knickers. I reached her clitoral hood and she jumped and gasped as I pressed and stroked her firing pin.
The red mist cleared, and I released her breast and removed my hand.
"Kate, If you want to have sex with me you can. I will enjoy it and do my utmost to make it a pleasant experience for you, but I will also lay down some guidelines. Sex is not just penis penetration, there is a lot more than that to it and if you really want to enjoy the process, I will be only too happy to show you what I mean.
I should tell you that if or when we do have sex it will be some time before you lose your virginity, but you will be pleading with me to take it long before I do."
I stripped, and then stripped her. I stood behind her and pressed my body hard against her rear. I nuzzled her neck as my hands wandered over her hips thighs stomach and finally her breasts, so that I could pull, squeeze, and lightly rub her nipples.
I turned her to face me, knelt to kiss her navel and stroke upwards from her knee. Sliding my hand along the inside of her thigh until the edge of my hand was pressing against her pudenda brought another moan and a gasp as her legs parted to allow me access to her labial lips.
I stopped tormenting her and said that was enough excitement for one night. She should get dressed and go home to think about what she wanted me to do, and in the calm of her room decide if that was what she really wanted.
I found out what she really wanted the following evening. It took some time to convince her that I had no intention of just taking her to bed to do what she wanted. I undressed her and told her to lay on the bed, she did, and I spread her legs wide apart.
I know she thought she had won, until the moment I knelt and began to kiss her thighs as I stroked her fluff covered vulva and teased her by running a finger across the top of her clitoral hood, before lifting her legs to reveal her labia and anus.
I kissed her hood, and her bottom came up and my mouth clamped on her little bud as it came out of hiding. Licking and kissing my way down over her tight labial lips as far as her little puckered sphincter brought much sighing, gasping, and wriggling. Then I returned to concentrate on the gateway to her vagina.
Under the application of kisses and a flicking or lapping tongue with the occasional pressure of a finger as a key, The outer gates of paradise began to open and the moist inner gate was persuaded to retire revealing the pink and pulsing flesh within her vagina. I tasted her moist flesh and it really did have a honeyed sweetness to it. Her mother's vagina had a more citrus tangy flavour. In the future I will quite happily accept donations of either.
I spent an hour to teach her what oral sex was all about. I had my tongue inside her vagina when she had her first orgasm, and it had just got passed her outer sphincter when she had her third and last of the evening.
I was removing part of me from a part of my favourite lunch time menu when she asked the Escort Edirne question which I had known would be asked as soon as she had arrived.
"Please tell me; exactly what did you say, or do to Kate yesterday evening? I guessed that she has been coming here for the last two nights and last night, when I asked her if she had been to see you, she smiled and said yes.
She said that you had explained how she could lose some weight by doing the right exercises and that you showed her some of them."
"I did exactly what she said; I told her about exercises that she could do without needing much, or any, equipment and I demonstrated one or two."
"Tell me the truth, did that demonstration involve you fucking Kate?"
"No It did not."
"Well last night she came home with a smile on her face, and I have not known her be so cheerful in the morning as she was this morning. You must have done something to cause that."
"Oh that! This is what I did."
I rolled her on her back, quickly spread her legs apart, straddled her and licked her clitoris and labia, which I think now recognise me because they seem to peel apart the moment I get close to them, until she was in a frenzy of lust then I kissed her sphincter and licked it.
I had never licked her sphincter before, in fact I had never been near it, so it must have been a shock for her. When I pressed my tongue hard against it to give it the idea that it should open, she froze until I removed my tongue so that my finger could take over the assault and I attended to the gateway to paradise.
She sucked my erection and masturbated me as I probed deeper inside her rear passage until she began running a sharp fingernail along the length of my swollen manhood which prompted me to remove the finger and turn around to allow her to put my erection into her vagina. She had become very demanding which was unlike her and them she became very voluble and through gritted teeth told me to fuck her hard until she came.
She was fucking me from underneath. Her labia were slamming against my groin and my balls were bouncing against her sphincter as she put every ounce of her body into her frantic urge to find release from her lust.
We both came. It was noisy and violent and she was clinging to me like a clam with her legs and arms wrapped around me to make certain that I stayed buried inside her furnace until she was done shaking. When she had calmed down, she began to move her hips in a circular motion and then to inset a thrusting motion into it and guess what, I had my erection back and we began to do exactly what we had just done and I had no idea that she was capable of producing so much energy once never mind twice in the same rutting.
"Did you do that to her?"
"No; I aroused her clit and her vagina, and she had her first ever male generated orgasm. I went round again, and she had another, so I rounded off the evening by licking her sphincter. she orgasmed and I stopped before I almost did what I almost did back when you were soft and warm and so desirable, you remember, just before you became a tigress. I would add that I did not do that to you either, you did that to us and it was rather an eye opener"
"Are you saying that you wanted to fuck my bottom earlier?"
"Well, it was a surprise, but yes I did."
"What you did to my bottom was a surprise to me. That was the first time I have ever had that experience. I don't understand why but I enjoyed it. It was strange but I liked it so I shall let you do that again. But not here."
"Yippee! But surely not your place?"
"Oh no; I have an idea which I think you will like. I get on well with my sister-in-law; in three weeks' time she and her partner are off to Spain for two weeks and she asked me If I would keep popping in to make sure it was ok and to water the flowers.
They live half a mile away. we could spend some time there looking after things if you would like something to look after. Do me and Kate a big favour, give her all the oral she wants, but keep her on ice for then. I know you will eventually take her but not yet. Please."
"I certainly will do as you ask my love"
That evening Kate seemed to be in an excited state, and I then I thought that what she was experiencing was all very new to her so of course she was excited.
I told Kate that her mum was aware of what we had been doing, Kate laughed and said that during dinner her mum had confessed that we'd been fucking for years. She said that she had thought that we were having sex and was pleased that we hadn't got that far yet.
I began the evening exercise routine by undressing her and fondling her breasts, then I laid an exercise mat on the floor and asked her to lie on it with her legs together and I placed a cushion under her shins and then held her ankles down as she did sit ups. Next, I had her doing press ups and running on the spot for which she had to wear her bra. She is going to have to buy a proper sports bra though.
We stopped for a breather and then I took her bra off played a little then asked her to kneel in front of me. Then I asked her to pull my shorts down and hold my penis which she happily did as I guided her through the manipulations she could make as she masturbated a solid bar of blood engorged muscle.