I’m a Home Security Technician…..

I install and maintain home security systems for a living. This means I’m often sent to private homes to install new systems or replace faulty door sensors or cameras for people I’ve never met before. I have MANY stories about people opening the door completely nude or going about their day in their underwear, but the strangest encounter happened to me about 2 years ago. <br><br>I was sent out to a two story home in a pretty wealthy neighborhood to repair a faulty door switch on a basement door. My training is in electrical engineering and I’d been doing this job for a few years. The home was owned by a couple in their late seventies I assumed, and when I rang the doorbell a man answered who fit that description. It was weird that he didn’t ask who I was or who had sent me. I was used to a lot of older people not knowing much about technology, so I figured he had completely forgotten or wasn’t technical enough to be aware I was coming. I told him who I was, who I worked for, and showed him my ID; he didn’t even look at it. <br><br>He let me in without a word and I followed him through the house. My entire body was on red alert. As an envelope in a service based industry I’m used to weird faces, attitudes, and questions, but this was strange even for me. I followed him to the basement door he indicated with a nod, and he didn’t say a word as he walked away. I went to work right away because I had a pretty ergonomic backpack full of equipment. I opened it up and got to work. <br><br>I was probably 20 minutes into the job when I heard footsteps but didn’t see anyone behind me. I thought the weirdness of the day was over and the guy had come back to ask me a question. When I looked up, it was a completely different man. He was probably in his early thirties wearing what looked to be a wife beater and some boxers. In retrospect, his size and demeanor reminded me somewhat of Chris Benoit. <br><br>I tried not to react when he seemingly materialized out of nowhere and went back to work. I figured it was his boyfriend or their son, and I was there to work so I didn’t ask any questions. I heard him shift his weight a few times and then I heard him slowly walking towards me. I felt a hand on each shoulder and I whirled around, scared out of my mind. <br><br>The guy that had answered the door stood in front of me grinning from ear to ear and the other guy was right behind me. I was uncomfortable to say the least. I didn’t care if they were gay, I didn’t care if they wanted to have some sort of threesome with me. I was at work, and their personal sex lives were of no concern to me. I was trying not to lose my shit. The older man was still grinning from ear to ear, and the younger guy had some sort of flirtatious smirk on his face. I had never been flirted with by a man before and the situation was so bizarre it scared me to death. <br><br>I noticed a bulge in the younger guys boxers and that’s when it clicked: they were expecting some sort of ménage a trois with me. I was done with these people. I grabbed my stuff and told them I was calling my supervisor because they had not informed me properly of the situation. The older guy had a look of genuine confusion on his face, while the younger guy looked angry. I saw the younger guy ball his fists and I continued to back away from them, not taking my eyes off them as I slowly backed away. <br><br>I didn’t stop backing away until I was out the door and walking back to my truck. I called my supervisor and told him what happened. I told him that if he wanted someone to fuck these two freaks, it wasn’t going to be me. I got into my truck, locked the doors, and watched the house as I told my supervisor the story. I saw the two of them staring out the window at me, both with their dicks hard. I hung up the phone with my boss and called the police. <br><br>I explained to the dispatcher what happened, and when the police showed up I told them the entire story from start to finish. They told me I probably wouldn’t hear anything about it, but they would absolutely look into it. I never heard anything. One pleasent outcome of the story was my boss asking me if I wanted to be a supervisor, and my answer was yes. It probably had nothing to do with that story, but I was promoted shortly after that strange encounter. <br><br>The two of you creepers, let’s not meet again.<br><br>Edit: I just want to state that I am 100% sex positive. That means everyone has the right to their sex lives and kinks, even if I don’t participate in them. The only thing I take issue with is that they didn’t tell me I was in danger of a sexual advance beforehand. I was at work. THAT was what I was mad about.