Santiago’s In Home Services
He’s not only making your Furnace Heat Up . . .
Because I work from home and I like to keep my Wife right by my side at all times, we were both home when he showed up. Our furnace had been running cold and struggling to achieve even the smallest amount of heat.
Emily mentioned hearing good things about Santiago’s In Home Services, so that’s who we called. By “we”, I mean Emily. I was buried with work projects, so I had her make the call right after she finished preparing me breakfast, making the bed and starting the laundry.
It was odd how soft spoken and breathy she became when asking specifically if Santiago himself was available, or if it would be one of their other Servicers? Not sure about the rest of her conversation, because I ended up on a call of my own.
Being the master of my home . . . I answered the door. There was time for small talk, so I directed him to our furnace. Emily said, “Hi Santi!” and gave him a playful little wave.
He gave her a wink back. I couldn’t help but blurt out, “What the fuck was that?” Neither of them replied directly to me.
Emily said, “I think I heard the drier?” before almost skipping off down the hall?
Santiago comments, “So I’m figuring your furnace has been running colder for some time now?” Adding, “Is it down this way?”
I’ve had guys and girls flirt with Emily before. Honestly, it get’s me hard knowing something so hot and attractive is all mine and I’m the one that’ll be fucking her later on. Just seeing that game happening inside my own home didn’t make me too happy.
Firmly I tell him, “You worry about my furnace and keep your eyes, smirks and winks to yourself. She’s mine!”
He calmly replies with a semi-sarcastic, “Yeah, sure.”
I was so fucking ready right then and there to smack him! But held back for two reasons. One, I really just needed my damn furnace fixed. And two, the look in his eyes, the way he carried himself and the tats on his forearm all told me, he’d kick my ass.
Once he saw the furnace, I asked, “Have everything you need?”
He gave me a simple and quiet nod, before I went back to continue my work . . .
It had been well over an hour and I had expected Santiago to be coming back up by now. The furnace kicked in a while ago, so he should of been upstairs handing me a bill? Frustrated at having to take another break, I head downstairs to find . . . he and his tools are gone?
Once back upstairs, I look out the window to see . . . his truck is still outside! What the fuck is going on? Searching the rest of the house, I quickly got my answer and I didn’t fucking like it one bit!
That fucker is sitting on my bed, without any pants and with my Wife naked beyond her red thong straddling his lap! He has her arms bound behind her back using his belt and she’s doing a slow gyration on his crotch!
He, in the shadow of my Wife’s body, calmly says “Both furnaces are running nice and hot now. I took care of this second one for free. Consider it one of those BOGO deals.”
“Who the hell do you think you are? Let go of Emily this second and get the hell out of my house before I kick your ass!”
He replies, “I’m the only one man enough here to properly service and maintain this hot as fuck unit.”
Santiago pulls harder on his belt. The sound of the leather straining is quickly covered up as Emily can’t help but let out a very orgasmic gasp! She’s squirming harder on his lap and I can see she is even trying to get her toes to please him further!
I’m shaking in equal parts anger and fear as I watch this stranger treat my Wife in such a way! There’s a fucking large pipe wrench sitting on the bed off to his left. He didn’t need it to do any of the repairs! It was there as a weapon!
My only options were to decide if it would be an offensive or defensive weapon? I guess I did have a third option, which was to continue standing here like a complete idiot and ultimate wimp . . .
I try switching my conversation to Emily, in hopes she’d be able to just get up and walk away from him! “Emily . . . Honey . . . why don’t you just get up and go to the front room while I settle this with Mr. Santiago?”
She replies, in a very aroused voice, “But I can’t Honey . . . he has my wrists belted helplessly behind my back. I can’t get up even if I wanted to . . .”
“What the hell do you mean, if you wanted to? Of course you want to! Just tell him NO! Tell him you don’t want this and he needs to let you go Emily!”
Still gyrating even harder, her toes are now touching some part of his body hidden from sight while I can tell; she’s rubbing her naked breasts down on his shoulder!
Emily answers, “I don’t think Santi wants me to go. I’m ok if you just want to leave. Eventually he’ll let me go and leave. I really think that would be safest for both of us.”
Not only is she calling him “Santi”, but I could also hear her whisper to him the word, “Tighter.” That Slut!
I can start to smell, not only her increasing sweat, but also even her juices I’ve grown so familiar with! She is completely getting off on this! Getting off on this asshole!
Since Emily is so into this little fantasy game she’s playing right now . . . I decide it’s time to play along to teach her a lesson.
“Maybe Emily . . . Instead of me writing Santi a check for his Services . . . he can just take you here and now in place of the money?”
My plan and hopes of her coming to her senses, getting scared and backing down were quickly destroyed.
Her breathing quickly heavies as she replies, “YES! That should work! He should take me for payment! Do whatever he wants to me! You should take me for payment Santi!”
Santiago adds, “As far as I’m concerned little lady . . . you’re already mine.”
Emily gasps at his comment and increases her squirming even further!
Fuck! This isn’t working! “How bout this? Since you’ve been such an unappreciative, lazy slut . . . why doesn’t he just take you with when he leaves? Then he can just keep you as his unappreciative lazy slut?”
She shudders just thinking about my latest suggestion. “Would he need to tie me up in the back of his van?” Switching her attention back to Santiago, “Could you . . . I mean . . . would you tie me up in the back of your van . . . so I can’t escape?”
“Fuck Me! God Dammit Emily! I was fucking kidding!”
Santiago gives he a snake like stare. “Emily is coming with me. I will be hogtying her helpless in the back of my van and keeping her as my new toy. In addition, you still owe me $675.92 for fixing your furnace.”
We all are silent, until he adds, “And I’m, not kidding.”
Emily can’t help but express her excitement, “Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! . . . Yes! Take me Santi! Take me!”
With his belt now wrapped multiple times around her wrists and closed tight, Santiago puts on hand on his massive pipe wrench and says, “Write it out to Santiago’s In Home Services.”
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