Garage janitors also know how to service cars and wives By Bhuralund@gmail.com I had sent the car to the garage and the delivery was in the late afternoon. I asked my wife if she could pick up the car later as I had a presentation to the board of directors at the same time and she agreed. However, just before the meeting was to start, the management decided to not include my presentation this time. So I called my wife to tell her that I would go and pick up the car...but she never picked up her phone. Anyway, I took a taxi to the garage thinking we could leave together after the car was ready. I was shocked to see a "closed" sign at the front gate of the garage when I reached. The garage is not in a very convenient area of the town and it is always very difficult to get any sort of public transport. Taxis are also not so frequent to that area. Perturbed, I walked around the garage and entered by the side door. The garage was indeed locked up... but further down there was a wooden ladder stacked against an attic like structure. I climbed up and realized that although it was not connected to the main building, I could see inside the building through the broken blinds. The main building is actually just a large hall with small partitioned office in the corner. The garage was empty. I was about to turn back, when I heard loud voices and saw my wife coming out of the office. She was followed by a mechanic wearing dirty overalls. He was black and I remembered him as one of the cleaners in the garage. "Oh come on," my wife was saying, "If the car is ready, why can't I just take it?" "Well for one, I don't have the keys to the main entrance and there is no door big enough for you to drive the car out. And two, how can I be sure that it is really your car...you were not the one who brought this car you know," the old black janitor said. "Lookie here," my wife, who if I may say, is a bit stupid, hauled her driving license, "There that's me isn't it?" "Yeah my dear but it doesn't say that this is your car, does it?" "Oh Jesus, how I can prove that THIS is MY car..." my wife sounded really worried, "my husband will be furious if I don't get the car." I was about to get down and when I heard the bastard tell my wife, "Don't cry my baby, maybe we can work out something..." What could he possibly mean? Anyway I decided to first hear how he was planning to dupe my stupid wife of some money before banging on the door. "First, let me check if the car is ready or not. Okay sweetie?" he said and made me wonder how much did he really know about cars to check it up. Shit ass janitor! Anyway, he walked around the car and started fumbling with the zip of his overall before sliding in underneath. As he was sliding in, my wife walked to his side and stood there, for a moment blocking my view. Then I heard her squeal. She sounded amused. She looked around and down again and again. As she moved slightly to the side I saw that the fuckin' asshole of that black janitor was exposing his floppy black cock to my wife...it looked horrendous - like a limp black sausage hanging over to the left. Just the tip of it was visible - uncut, gnarled and puckered. I couldn't see clearly from the distant and just then I remembered that I had a digital camera in my briefcase. I hauled it out and zoomed to the old black mechanic. I must have taken a few minutes because when I zoomed, I saw my wife bent 90 degrees to stare at the black man's cock. Holy cow! What the fuck did she think she was doing? I am sure she thought that the old man couldn't see her just because she couldn't see him - she is THAT stupid. I focused on her face and I could see her eyes were as large as saucers. I also noticed that although only the uncut tip of the old black cock was peeking out, his rather large black hairy balls were clearly visible through a tear in his overalls. The old man moved his legs a bit and suddenly one of his balls popped out completely - taking me and my wife by surprise. She looked around guiltily and bent a little more closer to inspect the old man's equipment. I saw her face and whispered - forgetting that I was watching her through a 40 times zoom lens - lick your lips, honey lick your lips. Oh no, don't get me wrong....I just wanted her to lick her lips as a big drop of saliva was dangling dangerously from her lips. But as fate would have it, before she could do anything, the big drop, still connected to her mouth, slowly fell down and landed straight on the tip of the old man's black cock. My wife straightened up guiltily and looked around again. The old man's cock - feeling the wetness in the creases of its wrinkled cock tip - stirred a little and poked out a little more. It was about three inches out of his fly - and it was still only the flared head of his cock. Jeez it was fat. I think my wife realized that it was a very dangerous thing to stare at another man's cock - especially an old black man's puckered old cock. So she did the smartest thing (well!) SHE could think of. She said loudly, "Mister, your penis is sticking out of your pants." I rolled my eyes. But the old man was cunning. "Sorry sweetie, do you mind if I ask you to put it inside again...my hands are all greasy." "What?" "I am saying, can you please put my cock back in my overalls and save an old man some embarrassment?" Yeah right! "Uhh...I dunno if I should be doing that," my wife gulped down and looked around again. "Oh come on now, you are just like my daughter," the cheeky old bastard cajoled her. "Okay...I will try...do you have any gloves or something that I can wear." "Does this look like a hospital to you...gloves! Huh...oh cum on you must have touched a cock in your life...just fuckin' stuff it back. Will ya?" Now, my wife is very submissive and easily intimidated by just about anyone. I'll tell you, even our dog can sometimes make her do things, she wouldn't want to. So she curled her lip in disgust (or was it lust, I wonder now) and sat down on tip toes. With her knees bent, she picked up the old man's cock with her two fingers...but as she picked it up gingerly, it moved out some more, slowly...she pulled and pulled and it kept coming out. Soon my wife's mouth was open wide in shock as the entire 10 inches of that horrible black meat was in her hand. It was jerking wildly in her white hand and she had to hold it with both hands to keep it from falling down. While holding the black cock, her legs had parted a little bit and I was shocked to see a pair of eyes peeking at her panty clad pussy through her open dress. "Oh my gawd, it started leaking," she cried out loudly and I rolled my eyes again. How dumb could she be to think that a man's cock would not leak while being held by warm soft hands. "Sorry about that baby, can you wipe it or it will spoil my overalls." "Gimme something to wipe this thing." "Sorry I only have greasy rags...don't you have something - like a hanky or something?" "Nope, I don't carry hankys...puhleez. But yeah, maybe I could wipe with the hem of my dress," she said but she realized that her the hem of her short dress didn't reach the purple head of his black cock so she had to scoot a bit closer to the old man. She parted her bend legs a bit and thrust her pelvic forward to bring the hem closer to the old man's cock. But it was still short. So she scooted some more and as she started wiping the precum off his gigantic black pole with the hem of her dress, the cock jerked wildly and she fell backwards. As she fell down, the cock thumped down heavily because of gravity and its immense weight and landed on her panty clad pussy with a soft thud. "Ouch," she grimaced and tried to push the cock away. But it was very long and got stuck in the slip of her dress, "Oh my gawd, now see what you done to me...my panties are all wet and sticky with that stupid stuff from your penis. Sweet god...how horrible...I don't like this sticky feeling...I am gonna puke." "Oh cum on and shut up the whine," the old man retorted from under the car, "I just asked you to stuff my old cock back in my pants and you can't even do something as simple as that...now surely you gonna ruin my overall with all that dick slime on it...I am just checking YOUR car so just please help me out...okay?" By now she had somehow straightened up. She was holding the gigantic throbbing black cock in one hand at some distance and trying to wipe the precum juice from her panties with the other hand. "Okay but I will be darned if I use the hem of my dress again. Now that you have ruined my panties, I will just wipe your penis with that and throw the dam thing." "Suit yourself," I heard a chuckle in the old man's voice as my wife somehow pulled out her panties. I don't know how she did it but as she was pulling the second leg out of her soggy panties, the garment flew from her hand and landed under the car. I saw the old nigger inhaling the crotch of the white panties. Then he handed the panties out to her...his hand fumbled and landed straight on top of her pussy slit. Because his finger was straight, it went right in...I think her slit was wet with all that precum from his cock soaked in through the panties but I could be wrong. She did what I expected her to. She screamed. "Watch it man!," she snapped, "Look you didn't see and now your finger is stuck in my fanny." She parted her legs some more and pointed to his finger stuck right up to his last knuckle deep down her pussy. He didn't take it out straight as it had gone in but twisted it and took his own sweet time. Anyway by that time, my wife was a hell lot frustrated - her dress was all messy with precum all over, her pussy was bare, her panties were a mess with a black stupid asshole of a janitor and her hands were slippery with all the free-flowing precum from that bastard's cock. It couldn't be worse than that, she must have thought! She should have waited before thinking that The giant black cock with the purple head and the never-ending supply of precum was throbbing and jerking wildly and my wife had trouble holding it straight, let alone to wipe it all clean and dry. She must have thought it would be easier to just straddle the old man's legs to keep her balance. And she did manage well for some minutes as she wiped the slippery head of that purple cock. But the overhanging rather long foreskin kept sliding back up and she had to peel the black skin back and wipe again. But the wobbling of the cock - well she was able to control that at least. I think her bra was giving her some trouble or something, so she got up slightly...and adjusted her bra with her slime covered hands. From my camera lens - oh did I forget to mention that I accidentally pressed the record button and everything was being recorded but I didn't know that fact at that point of time - she looked like those porno flick sluts ready to descend on the cock. Then the cock hit her on the leg, while still standing she bent her body backwards (there was no space in front anyway) and tried to hold the cock straight with one hand while - scratching her what must have been a little itchy pussy with her other precum smeared hand. As I had hoped...er...expected she lost her balance and fell down. I still can't understand how she fell straight down; she should have flipped backwards and landed on his feet. But somehow she fell, supported herself by the car in front and just like a horror (for the faithful husband in me) or a porno (for the sexually charged voyeur in me) flick she descended down and the thick long ebony shaft slicing through her bare pussy. I saw mesmerized as the old black janitor's cock eased in effortlessly in my wife's tight husband-virgin pussy. "Aaaaahhhh," my wife screamed in pain (I think). "Mister...what have you done...see what have you got into me...I mean got me into...." She sobbed in between heavy breathing. I could see sheen of perspiration on her face as she desperately tried to pull the black cock out. She only succeeded in taking just half of the baby-making one-eyed monster out of her pussy, when the asshole thrust his buttocks up and embedded his cock to the hilt once again. "Don't do that mister...ehhh...it's gone inside too deep...aahhh....I am...I am gonna take it out.." she succeeded (with some effort as the cock was really sticking to hey tiny pussy) in pulling the cock out again...but five inches were still inside and the black janitor again thrust his hips to push all of his fat black old cock back in. He didn't stop. Before my wife could pull it out again, he started fucking her like a mad man. It's funny that he was still "checking" the car and only lower half of his body was sticking out. But he fucked my poor but stupid wife relentlessly for 15 minutes and finally as she involuntarily (I think) orgamsed with all that massive pounding by the fat black cock. She arched her back and gave a low scream and collapsed on the car. The janitor continued his assault and triggered by my wife's powerful orgasm gave one last push and I saw his big black hairy balls spurting baby-making fertile potent seed in my stupid wife's very cunning cunt. They stayed intertwined (I mean the pussy and cock stayed intertwined) for a few minutes and as my wife got up a flood of white creamy goo started dripping from her freshly fucked pussy. My wife hurriedly wore her battered precum soaked underwear and straightened her dress. I had to quickly stuff the camera in my briefcase, readjust my jutting hard on and run out before she did. I managed to make it appear as if I was just walking towards the garage when I saw her step out. She looked at me and her eyes again became like saucer pans. "Oh honey," she rushed to me and holding my face in her precum stained hands, "They had to close down for some emergency and the car is not ready yet. Don't worry; I will pick it up tomorrow." I thanked her and while we waited for the taxi to arrive, I emailed my secretary to tell her that I wouldn't be coming to work the next day. After all I didn't want to miss any fun and besides, I was sure tomorrow all the five "real" mechanics would be there to service my wife...er...car. The end.