El chico del agua

Hello to all, I'm going to leave what my friend Yani wrote about an anecdote that happened to her a few years ago when she was studying at the university. When I was 24, I worked at my aunt Alicia's hair salon, helping out with odd jobs because I didn't know much, sweeping, cleaning, and so on. My aunt and an employee named Mónica were also working there. It was normal, with many women and a few men, mostly an old ladies' hair salon where they would gossip about their husbands and how poorly they were treated or how they had to take care of the guys and blah blah. One day, the old guy who brought water came in, he was a half-green old guy who made double entendre jokes, gave sloppy kisses on the cheek with his hand on the belt (gross). But it seemed like Mónica and my aunt liked that...the disgusting old guy always came on Tuesdays and Fridays to bring water and chat for a bit with them, drink mate, and tell horrible jokes that I didn't find funny but they enjoyed, I just cleaned and listened from behind...no room. It was Friday and everything was normal at the salon, we opened up and the disgusting old guy came in again and started telling us he had to retire soon and was going to start training a new boy. Behind the old guy, a guy around 18 years old with a bucket on his shoulder half-face of ass, skinny, white but cute entered. He said hello, where do I put the bucket with a bad face. I can't deny that the guy's face and the inference that none of us three women looked at him made me notice. The guy left the bucket and went away. After they left, we inevitably started talking about the guy with the ugly face... I didn't notice but Mónica, lazy and slow, said 'did you see how his whole body was marked when the water boy came in'. It was Tuesday and the three of us were waiting for the old water guy and the new guy. That day, I wore a better outfit, put on a black legging that showed off my ass Booty and a white shirt quiet but I had to notice my tits, When they arrived, the old man always brought cookies for us to take mate with my aunt while the guy carried a bucket on his right shoulder and another in his left hand. This time if you pay attention, he didn't have big arms but he was marking his veins from those same ones and part of his neck, as he was doing force with those heavy buckets. The guy had a tight blue pants that marked his package terribly. But that wasn't important. When he left without saying hello the very hdpe I was going to tell him he was impolite but I realized he was a flaquito but he had a beautiful booty well placed that despite wearing work pants you could still notice the coola.. my head flew but my mouth didn't make a sound. I imagined grabbing his arm and telling him he was impolite and needed manners. (I would educate that guy from hell), flew, my mind flew and almost flew my thong in those seconds. And I imagined myself kneeling down, unbuttoning his pants and letting out his cock and putting it in my mouth without using my hands because they were going to be very busy on his beautiful buttocks and pushing towards my mouth to put the whole cock in, (I'm a slut but that's what I thought) The next week the guy comes alone without the old man, enters with a bucket on his shoulder and says good morning, wants to leave but Mónica tells him, 'for baby, stay and take some mates with us, who makes you run?' He smiles and stays (the guy had a nice smile) We chat and chat and fill him with questions but he doesn't talk much. We cross glances and that's all that happens. He stayed for a while and left. The next week didn't come in the morning. Strange. I close the hair salon at one o'clock and when I get back to open it at 4, he arrives all sweaty and hot, disheveled, you could tell he was tired. Me - what's going on? He - today I didn't arrive before they closed and well, I had to come now Me - good that you came, I don't want to stay without water with this heat He- you can tell I'm hot. (I was wearing a jean shorts with a white muscular one) (he looked at me from top to bottom) I- my eyes are up here (I was looking at his chest) He- sorry, it was inevitable, I try not to look because there are always the other two ladies but this time I couldn't resist I- at least I'm not the only one who looks. Go get some water, kid, and relax with some mates. He- great, I just finished so I can relax The shower is open and my aunt arrives at five and Monica wasn't coming that day so we were alone. Everything was mine 😂 I- kid, how ugly your hair is, you don't take a cream bath He- no, I only use shampoo I- do you want me to give you a cream bath, invite yourself over He- never did but okay I- come sit down and relax At that moment I started washing his hair... with his head back totally relaxed I start giving him massages on the head and see how suddenly his bulge starts to show again, it had stopped at the hd... what a jerk. I- do you relax, kid? He- is it noticeable? I- it's noticeable that you've relaxed but it seems like your little buddy down there hasn't Se gets red and puts his hand on top of his bulge El- sorry, sorry... didn't notice, how embarrassing I- already finished with your head now we have to leave a minute for the products I put on you to take effect do you want me to continue helping with your relaxation? He- it would be good like that is it? I- close your eyes and relax Start looking at the clock and luckily there was still half an hour until my aunt arrived, the guy super relaxed opens his legs while I lift up his shirt, he had a mix of smells from his truck gasoil, sweat, I kiss his belly and it was salty (quite) but I couldn't waste time, unbuttoned his pants and started taking them off slowly, he had a white boxer on tight that made his cock shine with sweat and hardness, took off the boxer and started licking the sides of his testicles while holding his hand The left side was rubbing his penis... it was all sweaty and salty... in any other man that would have seemed disgusting to me but that crap guy was delicious... I kept going on the testicles and