His deep brown eyes pierced at her body through his glasses. He is wearing a navy blue uniform and his named stitched in cursive. Chenell didn't bother reading his name her eyes were glued to this man's muscles. He said "Good Evening" In a deep and masculine voice. "I'm Harlen here to check your temperature, I mean look at your AC." They both laughed in harmony. "I'm sorry for my appearance I just got out the shower it's just so damn hot tonight please Harlen come right in." Thank you I'm sorry to have interrupt you I'll be in and out as quickly I can." says Harlen. "Please no take your time don't rush on my account, I just want it fix right." said Chenell. Harlen explains to her that he is going to check her gauges her refrigerant coolant and replace any minor parts if need be, but he needed access to her roof. She agreed and figured hell while he's up there she will finish getting herself dressed. It was now approaching 8pm and just starting to get dark. Chenell went to her bedroom put on a pink tank top and pink boy shorts with a little white bow on the front. She put her thick long hair up in a bun, and slid on her house shoes the pink ones to show off her french tip pedicure. Chenell walk to the night stand and picked up her favorite Dolce & Gabbana Feminine perfume on. Goes back to the bathroom brushes and gargles. As she heads to the living room to turn on her PC scrolls through her Itunes and puts on some Joe. Oh yeah all she can think about is how fine this man is. She walks to the kitchen opens the fridge and pulls out her favorite wine Gallo Moscato and a bowl of strawberries. Then opens the cabinet and grabs her wine glass pours herself and nice full glass. Then a light knock on the door she gets nervous and downs it. She pours another one quickly she hears him say "Its me, Harlen." Coming... she says. Harlen walks in and takes one look at Chenell and says "Um uh..Wow you look amazing, Oh I'm sorry ma'am ." She corrects him "I'm Chenell please call me Chenell." "Well beautiful you are all set by the time your husband gets home he will be very happy." She blushes. Well I'm not married, I'm divorced." "I'm sorry to hear that." Harlen says unconvincingly... Wow you got jams playing I love Joe where you expecting company?" No not really but I appreciate you fixing my AC would you like a glass of wine?" After about an hour of talking and laughing Chenell and Harlen had been through three bottles of wine, and although the air conditioning was now working it was getting pretty heated up in her condo. Chenell winds her neck which gave Harlen the signal she needed man hands on her body right away. Harlan offered to massage her neck to loosen up her muscles. Chenell agreed. As his masculine hands worked through her body she began to relax. Harlen was feeling Chenell she was sweet, smart, very pretty woman and she smelled so good to him he was going crazy on that couch just touching her his manhood began to rise......
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FanfictionChenell a business minded classy African American women living in a busy city. Love spins Chenell in several different directions. Which path will she choose? Love or Lust....