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OTR (P VI): Getting Off After Work

OTR (P VI): Getting Off After Work

By: Bigjoii

This is the sixth in a series of stories about two years I spent hitching across the country back in the late 70's, when I was in my early 20's. This story picks up where the last story (OTR (PV): Home Alone With Mike) left off. You can find "Home Alone With Mike", along with my other stories on this site. If you like them, let me know. Enjoy.

I lay there in a spare bedroom of a Wilmette mansion and listened as the shower turned off. A few seconds later Mike stood naked in the doorway. I could feel him looking at me. I rolled my head back and with a smile said "Good morning. Want to come back to bed?"

"I wish I could," he said. "But I've got to get to class. Raincheck?" I got up from the bed. I walked over to him with my cock leading the way. "Sure," I said, "but I'm betting you have 5 minutes..." With that, I sunk to my knees and took his hard cock in my mouth. In less than five minutes I had his cum in my mouth. "Think of that while you're in your class," I said.

We dressed and went downstairs.

On the way through the kitchen. I stopped and wrote my first name and my friend Tim's phone number on a small pad below the telephone. I was staying with Tim in Evanston. I tore off the page and handed it to Mike as we walked out.

Less than 20 minutes later I was back at Tim's. Tim, like Mike and everyone else in the 70's, had a notepad with a pen below his wall phone. I glanced at the pad and saw that there was a ...

... note for me, it read: "Some guy called. If you want to talk to him about the job, call him at..." I stood for a second trying to decipher the message. Then I remembered that my first day at Tim's I had called about a job with a cleaning company. I'd left my name and Tim's number.

I called the number and a guy answered. I told him my name and asked about the job. "Yea, great," he said. All business, he then launched into: "I run a commercial carpet cleaning company. We go into businesses at night and on the weekends and clean their carpet when no one is around. I've got a two-man crew that is down one guy. I've got a job for that crew in Peoria this weekend. You interested?"

"Sure," I responded.

"What are you on the run?" he asked. "You don't want to know how much it pays, how long you work, and other things?"

I laughed briefly and told him that I was a young guy taking a little time to travel, so the traveling part was actually very ok with me and, I said, "I've never been to Peoria." As to what it pays and everything else, I'm in between jobs so anything you pay me is better than what I'm getting now. The rest should be ok.

There was a pause on the other end and then he let out a laugh. "You sound perfect. Actually, you sound a little too smart for the job. But if you want the job, it's yours. Can you be here and ready to go at 1 tomorrow?"

"I don't know. I guess it depends on where 'here' is."

He laughed and said, "Smart kid." He gave me the address. When ...