I'm a finish carpenter. No, I'm no guy who wants to "Express his creativity in Wood" or anything like that. Just a guy who didn't quite fit in anywhere else. Not college material and, honestly, fell into my trade by accident.
But it's a good living and if I had no talent for it I would have stumbled out of the business a long time ago like a few guys I've met along the way. I like meeting people and doing a nice job in their home and...and getting paid!
He was forty-five, and she was 18, an obvious difference in age, but there were other factors contributing to the hardship of undertaking a romance. He was married with two daughters, one who was 18, and the other who was 16. The problem did not lay with them, but with the wife, who had fallen out of love with her husband a while ago. They were only staying together for the kids, and that was where it all started.
This is another true story. This one took place several years ago at an old job I had. I met Jacey at work and immediately I noticed a sexual spark. She was a short girl, about 5'3" with jaw length straight blond hair with big brown eyes. She was 23 and I was 28. She had great skin with a few freckles here and there. I later found out her light bronze skin tone was because she went to the tanning bed.
"How the hell did I get so fucking lucky?" Jim lay naked on his bed as he watched his wife walk past him and into the bathroom.
"What drawer is it in?" Cecelia called out from the bathroom. She was looking for the lube and had no idea where it could be.
I was walking home and I didn't fancy returning to the small student flat above the row of shops where I was approaching. The whole country had in the midst of a prolonged and quite severe cold snap
I had done enough for the day. It was a Wednesday, a universal half day for students. I had turned out for the 2nd fifteen, had my weekly shower and put a few extra hours study time in the library.
She was excited to see him, beyond eager as she stood waiting for him to answer the large wood door. She tried very hard to calm her breathing to slow her heart down and just relax. She concentrated on her breaths as she heard the footsteps moving towards the door. As the handle turned she held her breath, letting it out very slowly as she tugged the hem of her tight white dress down. She stood there frozen, she waited until he said hello before letting her eyes meet his.
After my first little escapade with Suzy, I decided we needed to go shopping. Suzy, you'll recall was my first spinner – a petite, lightweight, young-looking, nasty little slut you can spin around the end of your dick. I decided she needed to fuck a little more publicly than she'd done the previous night, when she'd blown three guys on the hood of my car, in the street, while I fucked her tight little ass.
Tim pulled the garage door shut, and slowly washed the grease from his fingers. Wheel bearings and axle seals were dirty work, but the hand cleaner did its job.
"All done?" He smiled as he heard Mary's voice echo down the hallway.
"I sure am. Your mustang's ready for another 100K."
"I think we'll need a minivan before that long."
The Chapman farm in the sleepy town of Clinton in upstate New York was a modest operation back in the late 60's, but while the family members did most of the work during the year, come harvest time they needed to hire some outside help.
There were a number of such workers who made a circuit of the area farms each summer, usually going back to the same places each year if they had been reliable and did good work.
"I have a confession," she whispers in his ear.
"I'd love to hear it," he breathes heavily.
Samantha and Jake had been dating for nearly 2 years. They were on the verge of engagement. Recently, their sex life has taken a new twist. It used to be the same old thing, but as that got more and more boring, they decided to spice it up.