Message-ID: <2909eli$9708121735@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2909.txt> From: mbartender@aol.com (MBartender) Subject: (MB) story: Tech support Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19970812185300.OAA24137@ladder02.news.aol.com> TECHNICAL SUPPORT BY: THE MERRY BARTENDER It has to be done, so here's the disclaimer. You must be whatever is the legeal age in your state/country/sister's bedroom to read this. This story may be sent out at will, but please give me the credit due to an author. No changes may be made without the author's express permission. Author assumes no responsibility for your actions once you've downloaded this story. Any comments or suggestions should be sent to the author, please no crap mail. HEY YOU! Stop jacking off and take this disclaimer seriously! In was a tipical Saturday night for Jason. He had the house to himself because his folks were at some overnight convention. He had just logged on to the net when a power surge occured and crashed his computer. When he restarted, he got an error message that he didn't recongnize. "Great!" he said, "Now I have to screw around with those ass holes at Tech support." He picked up the phone and dialed the number. After about an hour and a half, the tech guys decided to send over one of their repairmen. Jason hung up and grabbed a book to read while he waited. It was after midnight before the doorbell rang. When Jason opened the door, a young burnette stood on the poarch. "Can I help you?" Jason asked. "I'm from Technical Support," she said, "Jennifer Maxx badge number 2758170." "I had givin up on you guys, come on in." he said leading her into his room. She opened the computer and started making adjustments to the circitry. After twenty minutes she put it back togeather and started it up. After seeing that it worked perfectly she gathered up her tools and pulled out a calculator. After a lengthly amount of additions she presented him with a rather large bill. Jason took one look and started to complain. "What do you mean this costs $550?" he yelled, "Tech support is free!" "It is, but I'm not." she said calmly, "That's my fee for labor and gas, not to mention the wear and tear on my truck and tools. That plus a sur-charge for making me break a date at the last minute to fix this hunk of junk." "And where am I suppost to get $550?" Jason asked, "My parents are away until tomorrow night and I'm broke." "Maybe we can work out a deal." she said with a sly smile, " I'm very flexible." Being the usual computer nerd, Jason was totally lost at this point. He started pondering what else he had to offer. He looked at the woman, young, but older then him. She just stood there staring at his......*click* "I think we can work this out." he choaked out. Ignoring the pun, she removed her shirt reavealing her skimpy bra that barely covered her tits. Jason licked and rubbed his way from her tits to her pants. He removed them, finding that she wore no panties. He drove he tounge deep into her pussy, then flicked it gently over her clit. She stood him up then stripped off his pants and sucked his dick, making it hard as steel. Jason layed back and pulled her legs up over his head and continued licking and sucking her pussy. She came in a gush and told him to suck it all up. Jason pushed her off and she got on her hands and knees on the bed. He started fucking her up her ass, slowly at first, but soon he was slamming it in like there was no tomorrow. Jason pulled out of her ass and stuck his dick all the way into her pussy. She moaned with pleasure as he pulled almost all the way out and slammed it back in. When Jason could no longer hold it back, he shoved his dick back in her ass and let go a mighty orgasum then collapsed. Without a word, Jennifer got cleaned up, dressed and left. Jason slept until about nine the next morning when the doorbell woke him. When he finally opened the door a big man stood on the porch. He showed Jason a tech support badge and appologized for making him wait. When Jason told him that Jennifer had already been there, Jason found out that they didn't have a technitian by that name and the badge number was for a guy in Japan. THE END ? MBartender@AOL.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /