Computer Man

Computer Man Pt1

I was standing in my arsehole of a boss’s office, smiling at the dickhead. He likes to order people about as if he owns the place, but one day he will work for me. I left and drove off in my van.

Climbing into the back I started all the monitors.

When I heard that our company was putting in a bid to wire and maintain all forty houses on each of the one million pound houses on a new estate. I was the only person to see the potential.

I am a graduate electrician and in my spare time I taught myself up to MCSE (Microsoft Certified Systems Engineer) standard to enable me to put my plan into action. I only did the exam just to see if I could do it; it was a walk in the park.

Now I sit in my van reaping in the benefits.

When I designed and drew up the plans for each house I put in a few touches that the owners and my bosses did not know about but paid for, I have installed into each smoke alarm and behind each mirror a camera and microphone. Nothing goes in these houses that I don’t know about.

Today I was about to reap just one of the fringe benefits.

I like to park up and using the sophisticated bank of monitors in my van I can watch the images from all the houses. I have just been watching Jayne Taylor sitting on her bed, frigging herself and moaning that she was never going to get laid.

I have been watching this girl for months; she had a routine when she knew that she had the house to herself. On waking she would put on a robe. First check the house to see if her Mum and Dad were in. Then she would walk around the house naked. She would spray some of her father’s aftershave onto herself. Then return to her bedroom.

She would brush her long blond hair, sitting in front of her mirror naked as the day she was born. She ran her hands over her tits, paying particular attention to her nipples. Pushing her tits together. Her little moans of pure pleasure would get you so hard.

She would lean back on her makeup chair, running her fingers into her pussy, slapping, tickling nibbling at herself. Her fingers would move in a blur as she fingered herself.

Moving onto the bed, she would continue playing with herself; sometimes she would insert a household object into her cunt. A candle, a hair brush handle and more recently an ornate but long thin perfume bottle.

In each attic I had placed a laptop computer that recorded and transmitted everything directly to my van.
Getting the systems to work was child’s play; all the cameras and microphones were linked to a movement sensor, on sensing any movement or sound, all images and sound was recorded by the computer.

The Taylor’s were the first customers to move into their brand new house and as such were the first people that I was able to study.

I pulled up outside the Taylor’s house, I checked the pictures coming from Jayne’s bedroom, she had on a very small bathrobe, which barely covered her shapely arse. At sixteen she was a little young, but get them hooked on your cock young and you can teach them so much.

Her father a banker, left early every morning. Her mother would be playing golf, with her golf pro boyfriend before going back to his flat and fucking his brains out. The blackmail potential alone was worth a ton of money. But money was not my only reason Mrs Taylor was hot with a capital H.

I had hours alone with their daughter. The rich do that leave their children to amuse themselves for hour after hour, with no thought as to what or who she may be doing.

I watched her for a few minutes to just let her approach her orgasm and I rang the bell.

Checking the image on my laptop, she was cursing and cursing as she pulled the robe closed and headed for the back door.

Opening the door Jayne looked me up and down and only saw the tradesman that I was. I stood there in my work uniform of a white t-shirt with the company crest, blue shorts and a baseball cap.

I keep myself in shape by running and a weight program that I follow for two hours every day. I cannot be described as handsome, but I do have a very muscular physique which always attracts looks.

I smiled my very best smile at her; she finished looking me up and down and swung the door open.

“Hi miss I am with the maintenance company that look after your house” I handed her my ID card, names Toby.

“Yea I have seen you around” she muttered as she turned and walked back into her kitchen.

“We are showing an indication that your smoke alarm system is not functioning, I have been sent to check it” I closed the door behind me. “We don’t want your new house catching fire now do we?”

“Just get on with it then” she said walking away from me. “I am busy”

“This will only take a few minutes, why don’t I start in the room that you are in that way, I will only disturb you for a few minutes” I told her.

“I was in my bedroom” she said leading the way.

I picked up my tool bag, laptop and set of steps and followed quickly after her, watching her shapely arse wiggle as she walked up those stairs, was starting to get me hot, the anticipation of what I was planning to do had my heart racing.

On reaching her bedroom she pointed up at the corner of her ceiling, telling me that the smoke detector was there.

I put my ladder up. Climbed the steps in such a way that my crutch was facing directly towards her. Now this is the trick, you want her directly under the ladder.

“Miss would you mind passing me up that screw driver that’s just sitting on top of my bag” I asked her.

She grudgingly got up from her bed and came across, passing me the screw driver, making her look up. With the wide legs of these shorts and the fact that I wear not underpants, all she could see is a very fat cock, just what a sixteen year old has been wishing for only a few moments ago..

You could see in her eyes when she clocked it. They got huge, almost bulging out of her head.

Part one of my plan was working.

I reached up and opened the smoke alarm cover; it only took a moment to disconnect a wire. “I think that I found the problem. I said looking down at her, she was still under the ladder looking at my cock. It was very hard keeping control of myself, I did not want a raging hard on this moment.

I came down the ladder slowly; I held a piece of wire in my hand. “Would you mind just looking inside that cover for me please miss, it would make my job so much easier if I said that the house owner, saw the work that I carried out”

“Yea sure mister” she said. She just wanted to get rid of me, so she could finish bringing herself off.

She climbed the ladder slowly looking up at the alarm.

“I will hold the ladder just in case you fall” I moved to hold the ladder, but the real reason was it brought me closer to her pussy and I could smell her while looking directly up her robe..

“Can you see the broken wire miss, it’s the red one” I was looking directly up her robe at her beautiful little pussy, it was still moist from when she and been playing with herself, it was glistening and looked so inviting.

“You have got the most beautiful body of any women I have ever seen miss, I am sorry, but you really are just amazing, you should be a model when you grow up”

“Do you really think so” she said looking down at me.

I think that a little flattery said at the right moment, can unlock doors.