CRUISING for SEX - Window Washer

I was setting in my home office (read spare bedroom). The wife was out for the day so I was taking advantage by watching and jacking to some X-tube videos. I had stripped to my t-shirt and socks and was quite enjoying myself. I knew the window washers were working the building but knew they were finished on the side I was on. Note: My unit is a corner unit on the southeast with the great room and balcony on the east side, also this is Chicago, nobody closes their curtains here.

From my office on the south side of the building I could hear the ropes taping against the windows on the east side. I had been drinking shots of Koval Rye while watching and jacking to X-tube and realized my glass was empty. Not thinking about the window washers, I headed to the liquor cabinet in the kitchen, my erect cock leading the way. I rounded the corner from the hall just in time to see one of the window washers climbing over the rail of the balcony. I stopped dead in my tracks.

“Fuck! I’m caught.” He was already facing my direction as he unhooked his harness. He smiled and rubbed his crotch. I smiled and licked my lips. He pointed to his crotch and made “the sign”. I nodded yes and opened the sliding door for him.

“I don’t have much time, Amigo.” as he unzipped his jeans. I dropped to my knees in front of him and fished out his beautiful uncut brown cock. Long story short, it was amazing! I sucked him for only a few minutes before he blew a tasty load into my mouth. I swallowed, cleaned him up and thanked him.