Fux The Cable Guy Porn - part 1
Being a porn cat has benefits that are unimaginable to most guys. I mean I eat when I want to and I work when I want to and I have all the porn I can stand. However it is also a solitary occupation. So I go out I have friends and I make a life away from my computer.
I have a buddy who is a cable repairman and installer. Maybe not the most glamorous occupation you think? Well me I think it must be pretty cool going into all those houses seeing hot housewives and horny teens (yeah I am a porn cat at heart and always thinking in those terms.) So anyway I am thinking he has a cool job and last Saturday night when we were all out drinking (the cable guy, me porn cat, the stunt cock, and the jeweler) he declares they are working him to death and if he doesn’t get help soon he will fucking go postal. We were all glad the postal worker wasn’t there to hear that (all of us have been waiting on that guy to blow). So I am pretty well lit and I offer my two hands to assist him on monday!
Fucking monday morning I hear a banging on my door as I am deep in a dream about two hot babes and my one cock. The blonde had my cock buried so far in her mouth I was sure I would have to send in a crew to find it and the sexy brunette had her furry sweet bush on my face. I was in as close to heaven as I figure I am ever going to see and about to explode ….and the banging on the door began.
I stumbled to the door my eyes still closed trying to simultaeneously hang on to the shreds of my dream and get rid of whoever it was shaking the door down at 7 am. 
It was the cable guy. I know this because he was speaking in that booming voice that worked perfectly in a bar but gave me a splintering headache at the crack of dawn.
“Come on dude up and at ‘em. I hope you are ready for a long day! I got a line of calls already as long as my arm and more coming in.”
The cable guy also known as Gary kept up a running dialogue while I showered quickly and tossed on a decent workshirt and belted on the toolbelt full of mysterious looking tools I could not identify.
“Uhh you know I am not too good with my hands Gary?” I said as I 
entered the living room and grabbed a hot cup of coffee. A promise was a promise but this was one I was well on my way to regretting.
“Naww dude there is nothing to it. Just stand around and hand me a screwdriver every so often. I need your protection more than your help!”
“Protection from…?” I said beginning to think of excuses that would get me out of this and visions of barking biting dogs making my fur rise.
“You’ll see” he said smiling mysteriously “Just back me up in whatever I say. Ok?”
I nodded confused and wandered out to his work truck with him. Our first few hours went smooth as glass and his calls little more than people who could not find the plugs on their televisions and people who had broken wires and such. Nothing to make a guy as stressed as Gary had seemed saturday night. Then we came to a lovely house, it was a three bedroom ranch style in a very middle class neighborhood. He pulled up in front and turned to me.
“Shit dude I forgot my work sheets on this one.” Tell you what this lady’s appointment was for 11:30 am why don’t you wait for me here and I will grab those sheets and come back. Can’t do the work without the papers or I won’t get paid.” 
Just fiddle around the cable jack til I return. She will never know the difference.”
With that said he virtually shoved me from the work truck and left me standing on the sidewalk bemused as he took off like a bat out of hell.
I stood for a minute or two toying with the idea of just staying there until he returned because I was pretty sure if I went to messing with any of it I would be one fried cat. Just then the front door opened and a blonde head poked out of it and a sweet voice called to me.
“Hey you are early. Well come on in I can’t get a thing on t.v. I am going to miss Oprah!”
Nothing for it then but to go in and try and find her jack and see what I could avoid doing until Gary returned to bail me out. She opened the door wide for me and there I stood staring at this sexy blonde mommy type.
Fuck me.
This babe was dressed in a black shirt and a red thong and just stood there in full view of all her neighbors. I did too because I was drinking in those long legs and that fine toned ass on her Not to mention those big boobs that were obviously unconfined beneath her shirt. Man was Gary ever missing out here!
I hurredly went inside and shut the door for her.