Another Story From the Computer Guy

So you know my business is housecalls for computer support. I can't tell you how many times I've discovered porn on guys' computers. And sometimes, oddly, the women, too. With the women, it is usually their own naked selfies, or maybe their husbands standing there, right in front of the camera with a hardon. With the guys, it is more like you'd expect: Commercial porn, mostly, you know, young girls with impossibly huge tits. Most of my clients act quite embarrased, or at least a little sheepish when I discover such things. The women seem to be actually more comfortable with me seeing them - their actual naked serves on the screen, than the men do when I see their stupid commercial porn. I don't know half the time whether the stuff is there intentionally for me to discover, or if these people are really embarrassed. Anyway, one day I came to a fairly nice home and was greeted by an athletic-looking husband and wife team. They seemed especially close. You know, with most couples in their homes, at least when I'm around, they seem to be in separate rooms, and don't talk all that much with each other, unless they are both telling me a story or something. And then, it's generally something about their kids. Anyway, I get there, finding, as I expected, that they had malware. I plugged in my flash drive, and started the anti-malware software. It takes ten minutes to run, and so during this step, I usually make small talk with my clients. I noticed that their desktop image was a tasteful nude shot of her. I didn't have to work very hard at small talk this time. They were standing before me, to the side of the desk, she with her arms wrapped around her guy, and she started right in with some really weird stuff. First, she wanted to know whether I had recognized the picture on the screen behind all the icons, as her. I said I did. Then she got more involved, like about how bisexuality is a good thing. I had to agree, but I did so very cautiously. I kind of figured where this was going, and even thought it has always been a dream of mine to have something happen with a client, this was potentially too good to be true. He started talking about wanking, and, well, male sexuality. Interesting. He admitted that he likes her blowjobs very much. OK, I took the bait. I answered that I love a good blowjob too, but haven't had anything like that in a very long time. I'll bet you can imagine what happened next. Right! He came right out and offered his wife's services. I accepted. The computer was abandoned, and we went into their bedroom. They have a very nice, inviting king bed. But, at this point, I kind of stalled. I'm not quite sure why. I guess maybe because it is just too strange to pull down one's pants in front of people you've just met. No worries, he was out of his clothes in a heartbeat. And his shlong was already hard and pointing out at a 90 degree angle. Shaved, I noted, with a shiver of delight. As I was sorting that out, she stepped out of her robe. I hadnt't noticed that until now. She had been wearing a simple bathrobe and nothing else! Why hadn't I noticed that? It was pretty obvious in retrospect. Now, she had nothing. And she was beautiful. Next to her rather skinny, 6-foot-something husband, her small Asian body was a miracle to behold! Well, I won't bore you with the details. In short order, she did give me a blowjob. The husband suggested that I not cum just yet, as there was more that could happen. Then he blew me far a while. While he was doing that, she kind of pushed my legs up over my head, and started swirling her fingertip around my anus. Unfortunately, I came right away. They cheered. Then the two of them started in on 69 while I recovered. I'd like to say I made a full recovery and was able to cum again, but no, that, unfortunately, was it for me. In time, I returned to the den and finished the computer. I said my goodbyes, and they told me they would really, really like to have me return soon! It wasn't said explicitly, but I believe they were insinuating that they'd like to be even more intimate. Problem is, it's been more than a month, and they haven't called me, and even though sometimes I'm super horny and know how nice the evening could be, for some reason I haven't called them. Oh well, soon!