Workman Chapter 2
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An Ideal Saturday Written by TGTrinity Commissioned by Deiser Mason had been looking forward to Saturday all week, and it was off to a soul crushing start. The knocking had started sometime around six in the morning, and Mason's roommate simply refused to be the one to answer. After a good ten minutes of someone's nonstop assault on the door, Mason finally relented and was not at all surprised by what he found waiting for him. Mrs. Rance was standing in the dimly lit hallway with a...
Wednesday In the garden of the house we share there is a small bower of trees which encloses a seat. When she needs to think it is to that seat that she goes; for the quiet and the lack of diversion. I am not allowed there unless she takes me with her. It is her space. I sat in the room overlooking the garden and watched as she walked to her seat in the late evening sun. She is tall, lithe and graceful. Her dark hair is thick and shines in the sunlight. I watched as she turned and smoothed...
LesbianI want share a story about the horniest weekend of my life involving 2 different women. I had started seeing this girl recently and it wasn't too serious as we had only been out once or twice on a date. I had early in the week to meet her on Saturday night and I was hoping I could finally get her into bed to have sex with her. She was very sexy, black bobbed hair, slim and nice tits or so they looked. I couldn't wait but was very nervous on how our date would go. There was a work night out...
I put up part 1 of this story before but instead of posting part 2, I took down part 1 and I am posting the whole thing together. That is how I meant for it to be. I drank a little too much that night. This is all true except for the names...If you only want to read the sexy part, skip ahead to the end of part 2.Part 1It had been awhile since I have had a companion or a lover. Ever since I broke up with my last boyfriend and my last lady lover met someone else I have been pretty lonely. As a...
Aaaahhhh! Alas another Saturday. A day of leisure. I don’t have to worry about traffic jams that make me late for work or what my boss, ‘fat ass’ Katie will have to say about it. No customers asking me for absurd requests like a red wedding cake with purple icing or mango chutney when mangos aren’t in season. Just the normality and me. Following my afternoon nap I slip on my soft pink silk robe over my nakedness, walking over to the window I see that now, contrary to this morning that it’s...
We left the hotel around 9PM and drove her home. I dropped her off about a block from her house. She was a little cock hound too! After all the time we spent in that hotel room fucking and sucking, she played with my cock all the way home. When she got out of the car she gave it a squeeze and told me she'll see my next Saturday, if not sooner. She kissed me and walked up the street. All that week I couldn't get the picture of her tight young body bouncing up and down on my cock crying out as...
BisexualII. The good man hard to find. Marcia was soaping the morning coffee carafes in the back room when she heard the jangle of the bells and Walt's cheery "hello." She smiled as she continued to scrub away at the indestructible orange ring at the bottom of the pot, listening to the flirtatious interplay between Walt and Grace, as regular and satisfying as a ritual. At last, Marcia dried her hands on the dish towel. She poked her head around the corner to say "hi." "Hey there," Walt...
Following my afternoon nap I slip on my soft pink silk robe over my nakedness, walking over to the window I see that now, contrary to this morning that it’s raining lightly. Mmmmm, rain can be so sexy. I felt like a little music so I turn on my Sade Love Deluxe cd and dance with myself until I dance right over to my fully stocked bar making myself a Cosmo. I don’t know why I opted for alcohol knowing that the shit goes straight to my pussy but I did…and I poured myself another. Leaving...
Following my afternoon nap I slip on my soft pink silk robe over my nakedness, walking over to the window I see that now, contrary to this morning that it’s raining lightly. Mmmmm, rain can be so sexy. I felt like a little music so I turn on my Sade Love Deluxe cd and dance with myself until I dance right over to my fully stocked bar making myself a Cosmo. I don’t know why I opted for alcohol knowing that the shit goes straight to my pussy but I did…and I poured myself another. Leaving...
I am not an environmentalist nut, but I needed a semi-plausible means of magically switching Harry and Tammy. A Shaman from the Amazon Rain Forrest seemed as good of an excuse as any. Plus, it does make my story at least a little socially conscious. I hope you enjoy it. ******************************** Freaky Saturday By Carol Collins Harry opened another beer and sat down to watch a Saturday morning ball game on television. The thirty-five year old, six foot two,...
Business Matters... Saturday“Typical fucking kid”, snorted Bobby. The snort was more of a grunt as a result of his nearness to spurting his cum into a newly stolen pair of customers' panties.In back of his shop he had found the undies caught up in a bath towel and when he sniffed them, besides the heady aroma of pussy juice his nose was assailed by the stench of days-old male cum. Desperately he singled out an area of the fabric that smelled more strongly of pussy, then pulled out his cock and...
Straight SexSteam was King! Steam was clean, the cheap power to the masses. From the end of the nineteenth century to the end of the twentieth century, steam drove everything. And in that time, inventions were all powered by steam.Big and small, steam was there, the driving force of all industry. And along with steam came the fashions of the time, heavy calico shirts, and dresses, corsets, and trusses for the bodies, hobnail boots, and woollen stockings, all were there. And controlling it all was the vast...
SteampunkGENTLEMEN’S CLUB RENDEVOUZNOT BASED ON A TRUE STORY IT IS FICTIONOne day, I woke up from a sexy dream and said to myself there is something that I want to do out the ordinary that no one would have never thought that I would never do. That fantasy is to visit a high-end gentlemen’s club in mid-downtown DC‘s business district. I have always been this ‘good girl’ always expect to do the right thing and follow the rules. Some say that I am somewhat prudish and on a conservative side. I want to...
‘Dear God, if only it was like that for me!’ Lorna lay back on the divan, her fingers in her vagina, desperately trying to give her self relief. She had been reading a story on an erotic web site and had masturbated three times already, and still she was in a sexual frenzy. The computer still glowered malevolently in the corner of the room as if it knew the emotional storm it created in her – a storm that no amount of masturbation seemed to relieve. Lorna gave a howl of anguish as yet...
What started out as a very boring Saturday turned out to be a Saturday to remember and I would have much to remember it too. We were awaken by 1 of our 2 kids at 7 am that he was hungry so Kris , my wife, rolled over my morning wood gave me a smile & a grind and proceeded to the kitchen. After the kids were fed Kris said "How about a shower and I can take care of that" pointing at my boner. I let her get in first then after a few minutes I stepped in only to find out she had already started....
IncestFootball Saturday. Oh joy. I love college football but I don’t enjoy Football Saturday when it is my hubby’s turn to host his gang. He generally contains the mayhem to his man-cave but when the action gets heated, the only thing that seems to cool off him and his buddies is more beer. They are actually a really good group of guys, my hubby was a jock in college and despite the years, most of his friends now were his teammates and fraternity brothers then; they are all loyal fans, in good years...
Steve's alarm went off at 7:00 on Saturday. It was unusual for him to get up earlier than 9:00 on the weekend, but he had signed up to teach English to immigrants at the library once a month and today was his first day. He rolled out of bed, checked his email. Nothing yet. A shower and breakfast and he was on the road. Thirty minutes later and he was helping a group of three elderly Indian ladies learn the days of the week in English. "Sunday," they repeated after him, "Monday, Tuesday,...
ExhibitionismI heard the phone ring while I was hanging laundry on the line outside. Normally I'd have answered it quickly as to not wake Mother. Today was Saturday and she likes to sleep in. "I've got it," she yelled to me out her bedroom window. I was hanging intimates, between the sheets as to not display them for the entire world to see. Mother and I wear quite a bit and it takes about two rows across the clothes line just for panties, bras, slips, and camis that we'd worn for the week. Mother...
She woke the next morning refreshed and ready to face her two Saturday Advanced Placement classes. The wonderful thing about the Saturday AP's was that they were elective--the students in them had chosen to be there. The 9am algebra class was her personal favorite largely because it covered many of the concepts that had drawn her to mathematics in the first place. Saturday classes were much less formal. No uniforms, and when the weather was nice enough, they often held class on the lawn....
Saturday was to be a big day. All week, I had been organising it like a military campaign. And the objectives of Operation Saturday were twofold: (a) to clear up Albert's house, and (b) to get me laid as much as possible. The former task had been outstanding for over a fortnight now. At first I had procrastinated because it looked like such hard, dirty work; then the increasingly dramatic effects of FUCK had given me other things to worry about. But now, I was looking forward to the job I...
Author’s Notes: ‘Patchwork Knight’ is set in the Sweet Dreams universe, but is otherwise a standalone story. *** ‘Patchwork Knight’ *** Does everyone remember their first crush with such clarity? Forgetting his is impossible, and if he were honest with himself, he would acknowledge that she is the standard by which every other woman that he has admired or dated is judged, and has found them lacking. He knew that he was not the only one who fell in love with her in those glory days of high...
Introduction: This is about Jordan and me, we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night alone in a tent! WARNING: SERIOUSLY SEXY! ???? Hay, If youve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My names Josh, Im an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it...
Workmates Wife Fucked over Blacksmiths AnvilThis happened way back in the very late eighties, I worked one season for the silage contractor before getting a full time job in a quarry. I worked my way up to being a mobile plant fitter. The only time the quarry was quite was a Saturday lunch time when the men that was working the full day got together and we had our bait together, we would have a laugh and take the piss out of each other.One Saturday I told the men about a dream I had about one...
“What are you doing dressed?” My tone conveyed a sense of surprise. Painted with eyeliner, eye shadow, and scarlet lips, Anne-Pierre flounced through the lounge. That hair, more wild than usual, it bounced with her stride. The hem of her short dress swayed to reveal too much thigh – again.“Come, we are going to the cinema.”“The cinema?” She gave me that look, covetous and full of want, ”Oui.” “That cinema? Now?” I huffed, “Anne-Pierre, come on…” It explained her appearance. “Oui!” ...
TrueI've been having gay sex with my coworker, we both have gfs but love gay sex, and thought that would be the only affair we'd ever have, but we would be in for another twist. One day while hanging out he ended up telling me that something recently happened. I asked him what it was and to cut to the chase. He said that my gf had been messaging him and that eventually she started flirting with him. He told me he felt like she was definitely coming onto him. I told him it really didn't bother me....
Workplace Standards By Monsta I awoke to the slight shaking of the bed. I groggily looked at the alarm clock through my blurry sleep crusted eyes and saw it was 3:12am. After waking up a bit more and getting my bearings about me I realized the bed's motion was the result of my wife Ellen masturbating. I lay in bed motionless, pretending to be asleep. If she knew I was awake she might try to involve me, and at 3:13am I just wanted to sleep. My wife's sex drive was way higher than...
And so it is another Saturday. A day of rest, of relaxation and my friends are pursuing their interests in many places. Tom went golfing. Pete is on the boat for another weekend and Jim, my neighbor across the street is tending to his lawn. That's him down there now endlessly grooming that broad green tract that spells…Well I don't know what it spells to Jim. To me it is just a lot of hot sweaty work and I have other interests today, special ones. To be sure though my interests produce...
Just another Saturday So there it was – just another Saturday. Life had settled into just a lot of typicals and this weekend was shaping up to be another one of those. I had worked all week and I just wanted to relax for the most part on the weekend and get ready for the next week. I had gotten up early for a weekend. Got the dog fed, kind of picked up a few things around the house and straightened things up, did a couple of small things that needed to be done that I had put off for a...
“A wasted Saturday”, Melissa thought to herself as she turned into her driveway. Not like she really expected anyone to show up to her open house. How was she expected to sell an overpriced, rundown house, in a nigger-infested area no less, during the biggest snowstorm of the year? A complete waste of time. Thank god she was finally home. Unfortunately, her misfortune was not over. Halfway up the driveway, the van caught on the thick, newly fallen snow. The wheels spun violently, spraying dirty...
Steve’s alarm went off at 7:00 on Saturday. It was unusual for him to get up earlier than 9:00 on the weekend, but he had signed up to teach English to immigrants at the library once a month and today was his first day. He rolled out of bed, checked his email. Nothing yet. A shower and breakfast and he was on the road. Thirty minutes later and he was helping a group of three elderly Indian ladies learn the days of the week in English. ‘Sunday,’ they repeated after him, ‘Monday, Tuesday,...
It was Saturday, and with the previous days events still fresh in my mind, I approached the villa of Mistress Bea and Mistress Sara. I had been instructed to return today, because the very first Saturday of the month the ladies held parties at their villa, and I was to help them out with the festivities planned for the forth coming night , and what with Fridays events being captured on film, I wasn´t in a position to argue. I was met by Mistress Bea, who I must admit was looking amazingly sexy...
My Fantasy part 2 Saturday Waking up Saturday morning after a fun Friday night, my boyfriend next to me, I still really want his handsome friend to myself. Once all up and in the kitchen while making breakfast and chatting, my pussy was soon wet as I kept thinking about Kegans thick cock and handsome body. Breakfast soon finished and in the heat of mid morning, the boys grabbed themselves a few cold beers, I grabbed myself a water and the 3 of us made our way to the pool. Steven and Kegan after...
James' return on Saturday. Saturday morning waking up, I was rather anxious to see James again after a good previous nights visit. My pussy was wet from the moment I woke up and I decided the only way to relax was gonna be to jump into a hot bath. It was just after 8 as I was running the bath for myself when James called. He was already at work and planning his day as he also asked me if we still on for this afternoon. " I cant wait to have you on my bed again, as I woke up extremely wet and...
I woke to the sound of my alarm clock, blaring all the way on the other side of the room, signaling it was time for me to start my day. If it were closer, I would have took the batteries out of that hellish device and slept through the morning but, as I put it in the corner ever since I moved into the apartment to get me out of bed and ready for work, I didn't have the luxury of a few more peaceful hours of sleep.I sat up in my king sized bed with a stretch and a yawn, blinking away the last...
IncestAna had been making her Wednesday routine at Jim’s house during three long months. She did not talk too much with me about this; but I knew she was enjoying being well fucked by his huge black cock.One Wednesday when she came home I asked her how she had spent a good time and she just responded me by sticking my hand between her legs so I could feel how wet and cum filled she was. The best part was eating her before she would take a shower.She finally admitted she was having a very good time...
I was at a birthday party this saturday and ended up pretty drunk after a great evening and later on in the night I took the late train back home. The train was rather empty with people, strangely because normally on a saturday night it´s stuffed so a few stations from where I live I was alone. The train stopped and in came 3 guys in their 30´s from the middle east. Rather stocky, big and rough looking guys that sat down close to me and noticed that they had been drinking as well because they...
At the Burger Joint, we served breakfast also, it was on a Saturday morning that I was to report for work at the ten o'clock hour. Once I arrived I noticed the regular elderly men finishing up there breakfast, most of them had been entertained by me one time or another, either privately or in groups. As I approached the counter, Joy the manager, told me '...sorry David, I scheduled to many people for today, I'll have to ask you to leave and report next Saturday. Crest felled I turned to leave...
Saturday morning. I was ready for a bit of a rest from my adventures, but now I was worried about being home all day when my parents would be home too. I couldn't be absolutely, 100% sure the slut in the red dress had been the woman who was making my breakfast right now. The voice and the hair seemed so close that it HAD to be her. I had been surprised t just how much I enjoyed fucking the masked woman thinking it WAS her.I moved down the steps inspired by the smell of bacon and eggs. I...
Surprising Saturday:Like almost every Saturday, I sit and relax in front of the TV, watching Battlebots. After a vigorous two-hour work out, I'm usually pretty wiped out. Mara, my girlfriend and soul mate, usually comes home about halfway through the show. Today, the show is almost over when I hear her key enter the lock. She enters our two-bedroom apartment removing her shoes and heading towards the living room. She seems very chipper and has a huge smile on her face."How was your day?" I...
It was a bright sunny Saturday morning. Arthur had let his wife Anne sleep in, as he usually does on the weekend. He made breakfast and took it to her.Another weekend tradition began, "I keep telling you, Arthur. It's too much. I can't eat all of this."Arthur had prepared cereal topped with fruit. Two eggs with four rashes of bacon. Three toast, fruit juice, and coffee.Arthur sat next to Anne and helped Anne with her breakfast, as usual. Something else that always happened. Anne ate very...
MatureI woke the following morning to that warm, not-alone feeling I always associated with my marriages. I felt okay, not hung over badly, just enough to know I had been a naughty boy last night. Elyse and I had made love twice when we got back to the bedroom. The first time I had her bend and grab her knees by the bed. I plowed her from behind. Afterwards, still unslaked, I had turned her around and pushed her back onto the bed. Climbing on board, I had shoved her top above her tits while she...
I woke up Saturday morning feeling the best that I had felt in a long time. As I woke up I realized that the first thing I thought about was Leslie. I knew I was in trouble when I started to think about her all the time. I was definitely going to call her that day and ask her to go out with me on Sunday. Leslie wasn't the only reason that I felt good though. I realized that it was the first time since the attack in the school parking lot that I felt physically pretty good. My ribs didn't...
I woke up sick as a dog around 7am this morning and was in the middle puking when I noticed Mike standing at the door with a concerned look on his face. "You alright?" He asked. "I dunno," I replied. "When it happened yesterday I thought it was just the wine, now I'm not sure. Maybe it's the food, I normally eat like a rabbit... you know salads and fruit, never anything really greasy. Yesterday I actually ate rabbit, and this whole week I've been eating different. My stomach is just...
The next morning Alice woke up groggily, confused to where she was. Damn it ... I fell asleep on the couch, again. At least it's Saturday. Oh wait ... It IS Saturday! Sitting upright she suddenly remembered that John was supposed to come over later today. Glancing at the clock, however, she saw that it was only ten a.m., it'd be another four hours until he would come over. Alice turned off the TV and after that she went to the toilet to do her business. She was relieved that her ankle...
I moved from sleeping to waking in that easy way that happens when it’s a Saturday and your alarm is switched firmly to the off position. The warm body cuddled up against me was still and relaxed which meant she was still asleep. I lay still for a moment until the idea percolated into my head that Estelle was sleeping in the other room so therefore I should’ve been on my own. I carefully rolled until I was lying face to face with Jen, my elder daughter. Her arms had allowed me to roll and...
Alex — Early Morning I woke up early Saturday. Too early and too suddenly. It took a minute to piece together everything. There was light — streetlights outside my window — because I was in a hotel room not my basement bedroom at home. That funny smell was the hotel sheets. The weight on my back was the left tackle who fucked me last night. And if you think that's not an odd thought to have as you are waking up, try it tomorrow morning. I lay there and just, well, lay there. Donté...
I had a hell of a time sleeping Friday night. In fact, I ended up waking up at 6:30 Saturday morning. Which is a hell of a time to wake up on a Saturday! I got out of bed, took a shower, went downstairs. I was the only one there. I knew this-Mom had to be at the store by 6:00 AM for inventory. Happens a couple times a year. So, I went downstairs and found my "Mom Note". Every time I'm going to be getting up, or getting home, and Mom knows she's not going to be there, I get a note. I...
I woke early Saturday morning. Allison was still asleep, cuddled up close to me. Her warm breath gently tickled the fine hairs on my chest, her warm body pressed against mine. I decided then that this was a great way to wake up. As wonderful as it was though, Mother Nature was calling my name in a very loud voice. I tried to slip out without waking her but it was no use, her eyes opened, she gave a little stretch and then hugged me close. "Oooooh," she sighed. "Don't go; this is really...
Mike's father agreed to drop the four friends up there Saturday morning early and collect them at the end of next Sunday giving them almost nine days. When they got there, he would check over the generator, fill its tank, check the gas for the stove and generally make sure everything was safe for them. Finishing all the checks, he left the boys alone by 10:00am saying, 'have fun.' Once they were alone Mike told them to just throw their kit into the bedroom, saying 'we will sort it out...
No one really cared who was giving the workshop instructions. All they knew is that it was some gal and that she had prepared a few hours of instructions and slides and a film to watch and they didn’t really want to be there all day. The table she sat at on the stage was about 8’ long, just like one of those banquet tables that fold up. Covering it was a black velvet type material with pleated sides and a nice smooth top. On the front of it was a sign that described the workshop itinerary....
EroticSarah hated the Monday morning rush. she'd woke up late again dropped the k**s of at school done the shopping and just wanted 5 minutes to chill. it was now 10.45am and the gasman was due at 11. what to wear? she thought. Sarah was in her late 20's size ten figure. pert tits legs to die for and a nice tight arse. She went for the short skirt blouse knee high socks look with her hair in pig tails not out to impress or anything. The door rang dead on 11. " 1 minute!" as she called out the bedroom...
SaturdaysI rang the number in the local paper. An older man answered.“Mr. Stevenson, how may I help you?”His voice sounded friendly if slightly formal. Nervously I replied.“I’m, uh, ringing about the gardening job you advertised…”“Oh, good” he replied.“So can you handle tools and outdoor work?” he asked.“Er, yeah… no problem.” I replied.“Well,” he said, “It’s quite a large area and it needs a lot of tidying up so I’m looking for someone who’s hard-working and reliable.”“I can do that…” I said...
Gay MaleWorkplace Standards 2 By Monsta My wife Ellen and I were having a bit of an argument. Nothing serious, just one of those grocery store arguments long term couples tend to get into. Ellen wanted to get the "organic" milk, whereas I thought paying an extra $2 per gallon for milk was silly. Ellen seemed to get offended that I didn't "respect her opinion" and, well, bickering ensued. Unfortunately, we were right in the middle of that bickering when we rounded the corner and I ran into a...
Unfortunate for me, my first wife was a bit monogamously challenged. I knew she was a DTF girl before we married, in fact, that was some of the attraction, but after finding evidence of infidelity a few times, I drew a line in the sand that unfortunately she crossed. The thing with her, is that alcohol always lowered her inhibitions quickly and made her extremely horny. She told me stories about being drunk and fucking multiple guys after a party, multiple one night stands, sucking off two...
If you’ve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My name’s Josh, I’m an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it (if you can last!) This one is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night! This was actually my most...
IV. The big fat middle of nothing. Outside the bus window the night was something solid and impenetrable, not a star to be seen, only an occasional porch light burning on some farmhouse miles in the distance. For hours now they'd been passing through endless blind tracts of dark country, where shockingly few people lived, but Phoebe could still feel the cows out there in the night, watching, chewing, uncomprehending. Cows, cows, and more cows, that was her impression of the great...
V. The diner on memory lane. The last time Marcia had spoken to anyone in her family it was to her brother Matt. That would be winter five years ago. They met in a 24-hour diner by the side of a highway in Metuchen, New Jersey. Pointedly, it was a restaurant Matt had never visited and no doubt never intended to visit again. Through a series of emails and two brief phone calls, she had explained the general situation and Matt's reaction had grudgingly advanced from "this has got to be...
VI. The perfect pie crust. The windows were dark, covered with condensation. Inside, at the kitchen table, Marcia pressed the heel of her hand against the back of the santoku knife and cleaved the apple in half. Fuji, this time. There were five other apples prepared on the cutting board, skinned an unearthly greenish-white, already tarnishing. She was making an apple pie for the Blue Cat. "I still don't understand," Grace had said. "What you've got against birthdays. What's so...