Opportunity

Opportunity

I

(Cupid took aim when the opportunity presented itself. His arrows flew true to their mark, driving deeply into the hearts of those below.)

Cathy Dumas had fled to the countryside to escape a bad relationship and everyone else in her life. His toxic masculinity had ruined what chance they may have had together. She had found herself slowly isolated from her friends and family under his influence. His friends had invaded their home, driving her friends away. She didn't like to be isolated.

Testosterone permeated her small apartment, making any hint of femininity balled up in a corner like dirty underwear. One night, he demanded she give his friends a blow job. Fearing for her life, she did as he demanded. She felt sick and disgusted by his laughter in the background and when the last drops had fallen on her face, she grabbed her purse and ran out into the night away from that freak show, leaving everything she owned behind.

For weeks he had harassed her on the phone, even showing up at her work to verbally threaten her as she arrived one morning. She was thankful that a police car happened to come around for he hesitated long enough for her to slip through the door. It was then that she began planning her escape. She told no one and in the dark of the night, she slipped away from the shelter and left that horror many states behind.

It was a lonely life, but freeing to not have to worry about males or family or... anything. She stayed in contact with a few select friends but never revealed her location, even to them.

She even managed to come to terms with what had happened that night, vowing to never put herself in that position again. Eventually she would find the right man, one she didn't have to be afraid of.

Sometimes though, in the late night, she missed the touch of warm human flesh under her fingertips. She could recall warm lips on her neck, the caress of a past lover who always seemed to know just where to touch her. Those fires were hard to extinguish but she made do with what she had when her needs overwhelmed her.

It was during one of those nights that she decided to have satellite television installed. Maybe a little visual stimulation would help her remember what it was like to be in a man's arms. It had been two long years since she left that bastard. Four years since she last had a decent lover.

The morning of the install came and she dressed in her usual autumn morning attire of sweats. She chose to not don underwear, preferring the feeling of her twins swaying under the fabric to being constrained by elastic and clasps.

She nervously walked through the crisp morning air. Her shoes were wet from the dew that lay atop the blades of grass defying gravity that should have sent them scurrying into the ground below. By all accounts, it was a beautiful morning.

She jumped a little when her phone rang. It was the technician on the other end confirming he was on his way. She gave him directions to her tiny house in the country. He sounded nice and he was very professional. He arrived twenty minutes later, just as he said he would and she watched the white van pull into her drive.

Her breath caught in her throat as the tech stepped from the van. He was tall, darkly tanned and his muscles rippled under his tight t-shirt. He had an air of confidence that surrounded him as he walked towards her. His deep blue eyes held hers as he began to speak.

"Good morning! My name is Jonas, I'm here to install satellite television for you."

"Hi I'm... Cat, um Cathy.." The words had stuck in her throat as she tried to remember her name. She was relieved that she had at least gotten that right.

"Why don't you show me the TV where you want the service installed?" Words certainly came easily to him. "Well it's in the bedroom." She suddenly felt her cheeks grow warm with her blush.

"Great! I'll just get some tools from the truck and then you can show me the room." Jonas turned back to his truck and he praised himself for keeping eye contact with her instead of gazing at her large breasts swaying under the heavy fabric. He wondered why this attractive woman was living out here alone but it was none of his business. It seemed like an opportunity was being handed to him. He just had to stay professional.

Her eyes grew wide as she watched his tight posterior walking away from her and she felt a rush of tingling between her legs. He reappeared after a few minutes wearing a leather tool belt that seemed to make him even more desirable. As she led him to the bedroom, she could feel him gazing at her hips. She knew her sweat pants hid the extra pounds she had put on. She hoped he was enjoying the jiggle of her cheeks.

"Looks like a pretty standard install. Your TV being on the outer wall will make this easy."

He looked around the room, taking in all the details of her sparse bedroom. He could tell that the room hadn't seen a male presence in quite some time. He took in the shape of her when her gaze was turned away. He felt a desire growing in him. He swallowed those thoughts as he explained everything he needed to do in a professional manner. He was extremely aware of the flush in her cheeks as she nodded her approval.

"Great, I'll get started then. This shouldn't take more than two hours to complete."

He quickly and efficiently went about his work and she couldn't help but follow his muscular frame around the property. She especially liked watching him work from the top of his ladder. She found her mind wandering, what it would be like to be in his arms, kissing him. The throbbing between her legs left no doubt in her mind that he could have her if he would just ask.

It seemed an opportunity was being handed to her.

They were sitting on her bed as Jonas was explaining what work he had done and having her sign the paperwork. Unable to contain herself any longer, she suddenly turned to him and threw her arms around his neck, pulling him close. The hug lasted longer than he expected. He felt an urge and before he could stop himself, he turned his head into the crook of her neck and inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

Cathy broke the hug and looked deep into his eyes conveying the feelings of thankfulness for his presence and a desire to have more of him. He stood up to leave but found her hand still in his. He stared into the depths of her blue eyes and felt lust rising through his body.

Jonas suddenly felt he was watching his life from outside his body. Time moved like honey dripping from a hollow tree where the bees had made a home. He knew that he was going to kiss her.

It was a physical response that he seemed to have no way of stopping. Kissing her seemed to be the most logical response. He wrestled control back just long enough to ask..."Would it be okay if I kissed you?"

"Yes" Her husky voice left little doubt as to what she wanted. He sat back on the bed beside her as Cathy turned to face him, her head tilted slightly. Her eyes closed as his lips met hers. She parted her lips ever so slightly inviting his tongue to slip inside and play with hers, an invitation he readily accepted. He broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes.

"I'm so sorry, that was very unprofessional of me. I must be going now." He turned away, hoping that she couldn't see the burning crimson of his cheeks. Jonas however, was preprogrammed from his training and countless repetitions and since his brain had lost all semblance of control, it repeated the words he had said a thousand times before.

"I hope that you'll take the customer satisfaction survey when they call. It was my job to provide you with the best possible customer service today and I hope I've done that." He turned and walked out of her bedroom, bolting for the safety of his van.

Cathy lay back on her bed, pulled a pillow over her face and screamed her frustration. How could she have let him kiss her! After everything she had been through, to let a complete stranger share an intimate moment with her was puzzling.

She couldn't deny that her frustration seemed to initiate from between her legs. It had been so long, and he was so..... words failed her but the image of him on that ladder filled her eyes.

When Jonas saw her house disappear in his rear view mirror he pulled to the side of the road and let his anxiety take full control. His legs started shaking and his stomach tumbled with the feeling of nausea.

"What the hell did I just do"

The sound of his voice startled him a little. This is how I'm going to lose my job. It was out of his hands now. If she called in and complained then he was done. He said a silent prayer and started down the road again.

Cathy lay on her bed for an hour after he left. Her mind wondered if she had missed an opportunity. She knew she wanted to see him again. When the customer satisfaction survey call came, her loins demanded that she fail him on one question. She was most definitely not completely satisfied!

II

The next morning Jonas pulled into the shop to reload his van with equipment and parts. His nerves were on edge waiting for his boss John to call him into the office. He was standing at the counter waiting for his order to be filled when he heard footsteps approaching from behind. His stomach knotted up when John began to speak.

"Hey man, great job on your CSAT's, your customers really like you. I haven't gotten yesterday's results yet but I'm sure you've knocked it outta the park again. Keep up the good work!"

Jonas gripped the counter a little tighter to keep from falling over as relief washed over him. "Thanks boss, I'll keep it up."

The clerk began handing equipment over the counter. "That sounded like high praise. You know you're one of our best right?" Jonas grinned a little, "Thanks man"

Jonas grabbed his materials and headed for the van. He still had some trepidation because they hadn't received yesterday's surveys. He knew she still could have complained and that left a kernel of fear in his stomach.

His mind however kept drifting back to that kiss. The smell of her hair still filled his nostrils and her body swam through the waters of his mind. She stayed with him all through the day but his professionalism managed to push her aside at each house he visited.

It was late afternoon when his phone rang. John's name filled the screen. His hands started to sweat and his stomach knotted up again. He pulled over to answer. "Yeah man?"

"I just got yesterday's CSAT's and man I'm almost, almost disappointed in you. Almost because it's the first time you've never gotten a perfect score. One customer rated you only a five on the question of 'were you completely satisfied with the service I've provided today. Any idea what that's all about?"

Jonas tried to keep the panic from his voice. "Which customer was it? He knew the answer of course but wanted to sound innocent. "Let me see..."

Jonas could hear the keystrokes in the background. "It was Cathy Dumas, ring a bell? 'Yeah I remember her. She seemed happy with me when I left.' Well maybe she just accidentally pushed the wrong number. I'll call her and see if that was the case."

A blackness filled the edges of his vision as fear gripped him. What if she told John about the kiss? He would lose his job for sure. He muddled his way through his last job of the day, his mind incapable of escaping the what if scenarios.

He completed the job and was climbing back into the van when John called back. "I just got off the phone with that customer, all she would say is you could have done more to satisfy her. She also told me her service wasn't working. I tried to troubleshoot it over the phone but she wasn't clear on what exactly the problem was. I've set up a service call for tomorrow. She wants to be the last customer of the day. I can send it to someone else if you want."

Jonas felt his heart jump at the thought of seeing her again. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "No man, I'll handle it. Only this time I'll make sure she's completely satisfied. 'I know you won't let me down. Keep up the good work and I'll see you tomorrow.'"

Jonas allowed his grin to stretch from ear to ear. When he got home, he felt excitement growing between his legs as he thought of her. In the shower he found his hand around the hardness of his shaft as he fantasized about her warm body pressed against his.

III

The next day he was weary after his mind had been filled with her beauty through the night. He knew he wanted to know more and more about this woman who had suddenly taken over his mind.

He had reached for his phone more than once to call her but a fear he had never felt gripped his fingers, preventing him from pressing the digits.

Time ran circles around him and before he knew it was time for her service call. This time he had no choice but to complete the call. He held his breath as the trilling of the ringing played in his ears.

"Hello Jonas" His heart jumped into his throat and he swallowed hard, forcing it back where it belonged. "Hello Ms. Dumas, this is Jonas... but I guess you know that. 'Yes, I saved it from caller ID after you left yesterday. I hope you don't mind and please, call me Cathy.'"

His throat tightened as he fought to control his words. "I understand you're having a problem that I need to fix. Can you tell me what's going on? ' I'm not sure how to describe it. It's a glitch? something. I'm not sure. You'll just have to see it for yourself.' Okay, I'm about twenty minutes away. I'll see you in a little while. 'Thanks, I'll see you then.'"

Cathy hung up and couldn't help but to twirl around just once in excitement of seeing him again. He had filled her dreams late into night as well. She studied her look in the mirror. She had dressed a little more appropriately this time.

She opted for jeans and a peach colored button down blouse. She wore a lacy bra that barely contained her large mounds. The fabric would do little to hide her nipples if she became aroused.

She turned a little to look at her butt and saw that her panty lines were very noticeable. She made a quick decision and pulled her jeans off, taking the offending underwear with them. She discarded the panties into the laundry hamper and pulled the jeans back on.

"Much better" She said aloud as she admired the now sleek lines of her large butt. She hoped her nerves would hold together and not betray her excitement When he arrived. She went out on the porch to wait.

At last she glimpsed his white van coming down the road. A tingle of excitement ran through her body as he turned into her drive. She resisted the urge to rush into his arms as he stepped from the van.

"Hello... Cathy... I mean... Ms. Dumas... so, uh what, what seems to be the problem?" In his mind they were already embracing and kissing. He struggled to keep his mind on track.

"Well like I said I'm not sure why don't you come back to the bedroom and see for yourself." He followed her into the house watching her bottom the whole way. It was larger than he remembered but it was enticing to see it undulating in front of him.

She turned on the TV and waited. Jonas was determined to be as professional as possible and not let his carnal desires overwhelm him. He held his hand out. "May I see the remote please?"

She placed her hand under his outstretched hand and gently laid the remote in his palm. Electrical impulses found no resistance between their skin and passed freely back and forth. Their heartbeats raced uncontrollably with excitement.

He shook his head slightly, trying to stay on track. He quickly ran through some diagnostic tests. The results yielded little information. He returned to the channel and observed it for a few minutes. "I'm not really detecting an issue here. It appears to be functioning nominally. What was it doing last night?" 'When I changed channels it seemed to freeze for a few seconds. Here let me show you.'"

She caressed his hand again as she slipped the remote from his palm. She began changing channels while he watched. Everything appeared as normal. She punched in the wrong number as was horrified to see it was a sex channel. She blushed at the actions being portrayed on the screen. "I'mmm soo sorrrry" she stammered.

Jonas took the remote from her and turned the TV off. He turned towards her and stared into her green eyes. He felt his demeanor as a trusted professional slipping away. "You indicated that you weren't completely satisfied with my service yesterday. Is there anything I can do to improve? I want to make sure you're completely satisfied, by me, this time."

His statement dripped with innuendo and he didn't care. He felt a fire in his heart for her. Cathy felt her desire growing stronger by the minutes and knew she wanted him to take her into his arms.

"The problem, Jonas, is in here." She touched her hand to her heart, as she stared into his blue eyes. He could see their bodies twisted together in her eyes. "I think you can do a better job satisfying me here."

Jonas just stood there with a goofy grin on his face, suddenly unsure what to do next. "Oh for heaven's sake! Kiss me you fool!" She practically leapt into his arms, planting her lips firmly against his. He abandoned his decorum and gripped her tightly as their tongues wrestled back and forth. His hand took one of her breast as his other massaged her ass.

"Please... OH GOD yes please touch me. Touch me all over" Her breathless voice aroused him even more. He kissed her again, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth. His hands moved downward and tugged at her blouse where it met her pants. Pulling it free, his rough hands slipped under to feel the warmth of her smooth skin. His hands traveled up under her shirt, until they rested just below her ample breast.

He kissed along her jawline and his hot breath fell on her ears, "May I touch your breast?" He felt a need to ask her permission for everything.

"Please oh please touch my breast!" She said as she kissed him hard. His hand grasped and squeezed the large mounds and his fingers found her erect nipples under the thin fabric, twisting them. She moaned in his mouth and leaned even harder against him as her hands tugged at his tucked in shirt.

The thoughts of being the consummate professional lay abandoned, tossed onto the ground like dirty underwear. They broke their embrace and he swiftly pulled his shirt off. she sat on the bed, her hands traced the taut muscles of his stomach and pulled at his belt. Her hands fumbled with the button for a second. She pulled his pants down slowly and was pleasantly surprised to find a lack of underwear. His manhood sprang forward and she marveled at its beauty.

He smiled down at her, his hands reaching for the buttons of her blouse, trying not to rip the fabric off of her. The feel of his rough hands sliding against her skin made her nipples even more erect.

He dropped to his knees, his hands finding the front clasp of her bra, exposing her mounds to his hungry lips. His kiss sent piercing waves of pleasure through her body.

"Stand up please" He did as she commanded him. She wrapped her hands around his member as he cupped each breast with his hands. Slowly she took him deep into her mouth, circling her tongue around his salty hood. He moaned as she sucked it deeper into her mouth. "It's not fair to have it just one way." he whispered.

Jonas pushed her back on the bed and slid her pants off with ease. Climbing on the bed, he kissed her mouth again and began a journey downwards, his tongue and lips tasting every curve of her creamy white skin. He held each nipple in his mouth teasing them with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She arched her back as his lips kissed her hard mound. His tongue ran up and down her velvety lips, dipping in to taste her sweet nectar. When he thrust his tongue deep into her velvety hole, her back arched.

He turned around and lowered himself into her eager mouth as his tongue continued to pierce her creamy cave. His long hair tickled her nose and she let out a giggle and took it in even deeper. He moaned in his delight and pressed his tongue down hard on her joy spot, making her hips thrust upwards as waves of pleasure rolled over her body, each one crashing harder. He kept his wet lips and tongue on her love button as he slowly slipped his finger inside her luscious, creamy passageway.

His finger began to turn white with her cream and he thrust another inside. She arched her back as the waves of orgasm rushed over her. He held tight to his task until she collapsed.

He turned around to face her and kissed her lips, their tongues a commingling of taste that was the both of them. He lowered his body onto hers, his hardness rubbed across her mound and she lifted her hips slightly. He heard her dark caverns beckoning, driving him even more erect. She reached down and guided the head of his shaft to the entrance of her creamy love palace. She moaned as he sunk into her depths.

His breath grew ragged as she clenched her inner muscles around his shaft. Her legs rose and she wrapped them around his hips, allowing him to drive even deeper into her creamy hole. He slowly started to thrust as she became accustomed to his girth. Soon he was giving her long strokes stopping just short of coming out, then thrusting back in.

Faster and faster their copulation, as they built towards orgasm. The words escaped from her lips in jagged order as she cried out for more. "Don't... Stop! Oh... please... DON'T STOP!... OH YESSS"

Her words urged him onward. He wanted nothing more than to watch her face when the waves of pleasure crashed through her soul. It was just the two of them, alone in that moment, their animal instincts driving them to completion.

It was in that moment, when his eyes locked with hers, that time suddenly stood still. Their bodies locked in copulation, bound tightly to one another, straining for release. In that moment they could see their future together. Their successes, their failures, their children all in a rolling, tumultuous vision they shared together. They knew that opportunity had knocked and they had answered.

The tightly wound springs of time suddenly snapped and they were present again in their copulation. Her moans and cries of pleasure urged him onward as he furiously drove his rod in and out her hot depths. He felt the waves rising to crash over them together. Her hole grew even tighter as she cried out in ecstasy. His orgasm exploded from his bulbous head when he drove deep inside her. Their body muscles stiff from the intense waves that were crashing on their shared private beach.

They collapsed, bathed in the sweat of lust, each of them breathing heavily in the afterglow of their lovemaking. He couldn't help himself, lord knows he tried. "Were you completely satisfied with my service here today?" A wry grin played across her lips.

"Nope, you're just going to have to stay here tonight and try again and again,' her arms wrapped around his neck, 'and again." They broke into laughter, rolling and giggling on the bed.

"Yes'm, I'll do as you wish. I'll always do as you wish. For as long as you'll have me." For Cupid had cast a spell of love everlasting and they had heeded the call.