With summer coming to a close, I am in need a new project. I have decided to re-decorate the basement. It is too dark down there. It is my husband’s taste, not mine. We don’t entertain down there much. I want the old outdated bar torn out and I want to turn one of the rooms into a hot yoga studio for me.
Major project. I had a blast interviewing contractors. I asked my girlfriends for the hottest contractors’ phone numbers. When each came to give me an estimate, I was dressed in super tiny shorts and not much else. I flirted and seduced. Need a lover that will keep me entertained this fall. I made sure that they understood that my basement was going to require extensive renovations and that I was going to require a ton of personal attention.
I selected you because you, even though you had the highest estimate, you had the biggest bulge in your tight jeans. I found your voice sexy, and your hands strong. Your fingers lingered on my bare arm when I was showing you some paint samples. You were getting me wet. I felt that spark.
I offer to take you upstairs to show you the work that I had done last winter in my bedroom and bath. I say I want to show it to you so you will understand my taste. At first you say, that you know exactly what I want, but then you realize that I just invited you to my bedroom. You enthusiastically say that you want to see the upstairs. You cock starts to throb as you follow me upstairs, knowing that I am taking you up to my bed.
