I just bought a
new place that needs some landscape changing done. I live in a desert area and
thus, I’m forced to use a lot of gravel for landscaping.
Grass is hard and
consumes too much water to maintain! I bought a lot of gravel for my new place
and some for the old house to fill the spaces that were emptied over the years.
I met the driver
that was delivering my orders at my new place. When he stepped out of the
trunk, I was surprised by his masculine attractiveness!
He put down 10
tons at my new house and I had him follow me a couple of blocks to the old
house so that a couple extra tons could be dropped there as well.
He was incredible
in being capable of driving the big truck on the streets. After the last load
was put down, I couldn’t stop myself from doing what I was planning. He was a
hot, beefy and well put together ginger guy, after all.
As I signed the
papers with the work order, I stared at his eyes, then at his thick bulge in
front of his pants and back at his eyes.
I smiled and said
“Well, those two big loads must have taken a toll on you. Want to relieve
yourself?”
I could tell,
initially, that he didn’t get what I said, so I made my eyes travel down his
torso towards his big baggage again and back to his eyes.
“Well… uhm… right
now? I have never done that with a dude. I also need a shower before going into
your house…”
When he put down
the gravel, there was a considerable amount of dust. He looked towards his
boots and then at me.
I put a smile on
my face and thought it was not a problem if the only thing that had him worried
was getting my house dirty a little
I looked towards
the big shed that is on the side of the garage and said, “In there, you don’t
have to worry about getting my house dirty!”
I nodded again
and went to the shed. I wasn’t surprised he was following me. I noticed a ring
on his left hand and he told me, “The old lady isn’t feeling alright and that
has been the case since quite a while.”
I just nodded and
told him, “We’ll deal with that for you.”
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