I wasn't on a service or repair crew, I was just their guide to safely do their job when the situation called for it. Then I followed up with the why ...nd how to prevent it from happening again."Hey, babysweets, I guess you know I'm late. I'm out on call." I said as she answered the phone."I know. Iggy called me as soon as you left the garage. I even saw you on the live news cam on channel 63. Are you through?" she asked."Yes I just have to file a report and drive home. Lets look at 7:30 OK?" I. And we're sitting near the ledge, close enough to look over and feel a rush of vertigo. And the lights of Seattle are muted, blocked by the bigger, dark skyscraypers around us."Carly... I'm sorry. I'm so-"Anger flashed on Carly's face. "Stop Sam, just stop. I'm sick of your apologies. Just tell me the truth. Tell what the fuck is going on... tell me what the hell happened in my apartment."And maybe I'm drunker than I thought, because I can't stop myself. "I love you. I'm in love with you." I. I released him from the kiss, but held him to my chest, his hairy chest felt so good on my smooth muscular chest.I took him by the waist, lifted him onto the giant bed, his towel still firmly wrapped around him. I unwrapped him slowly, I wanted to see what he had hidden from me within his towel. His cock was rock hard, with a purple knob, a thin shaft, his shaved balls hung low between his legs, my hands were on his thighs, he was nervous, shy, he surveyed the room to see who was watching him. When I was finished, I dropped my jeans behind the passenger seat and started to move to the back. ‘Hey, get back up there, you have to drive. If you’re a good boy I’ll give you a little treat.’ With that, she moved her hand out from between her thighs and rubbed the tips of two slick fingers across my lips. With her heady aroma in my nostrils, I licked my lips slowly. She was sweet as syrup and tangy. When I said, ‘Yummy,’ she stuck the two fingers back to my lips. I held her wrist as I sucked.