The scent of oil and hot rubber was intoxicating as my eyes swept over the length I was sprawled across. I could feel my heart racing as I reached out to touch his hands that were as skilled at their craft as they were at my pleasure. He understood my needs and acted with expert finesse as he greased my gasket, deftly coaxing me into an orgasmic crescendo. What began as an ordinary service call ended as a mutual liberation of our mutually pleasured desires.