I pointed out the fact that i saw his bulge, and he asked if i liked it, in a joking matter. I was scared for a second, surprised and in awe. I told h...m he had a big dick. He looked at me, smiled, and started pulling down his shorts. I watched, waiting to see what happened next. I noticed he was wearing briefs, and as he pulled his shorts further down, his cock was coming more in to my sights. Shorts down, his cock sprung out from under, glistening in the sunlight from my window. I stared for a. I wasn't interested in his little problems. I had no interest in maintenance men. They were stupid, dirty, and poor. This one was all of those things, as well as big and ugly. Later I found out he weighed 270 pounds. He was 6'2". A classic meatball.I carried mace back then. It was in my purse, but at the time I was relaxed. I had just eaten lunch at a nice bistro and had drank a couple of glasses of pinot grigio. The elevator controls beeped when we hit the 29th floor. Unbeknownst to. “Well what blazings have we here?” the man said. He was wearing the short brown pants, common to sailors along with a rather dirty silk shirt. From the light he seemed to be a bit older man, in his thirty’s, but clean shaven with brown hair and blue eyes. “So you are the one whose been stealin’ all our rations!” The man stepped forward and held the lantern up higher, revealing me completely. “Please do not tell anyone, I beg thee.” Said I almost with tears forming. I hadn’t wanted. He put down his drink and looked at me. Then he told me this could not go on, because the monster was hard to get down after it woke up. He looked down and kind of stopped in his tracks. I kept rubbing my foot around and worked it a little bit higher. I was only half way up his thigh when I felt something against my foot. I moved my foot up a little bit more and felt it twitch by my touch. That's when I realized that I was massaging his cock. It quickly got harder. I looked down and saw that my.