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Delivery I'd ordered a bunch of wood (2x4's, 4x4's and 1x6's) for a home improvement project and it was getting delivered 'between 2 and 6 p.m.'. Waiting around for those is so annoying but whatchagonnado? I decided to have a beer or two and play around on the<b> guitar </font></b>(which I'm terrible at). At 4:30 I got the call that the delivery guy was on the way and would be there at 5. Obviously the last delivery of the load. I had a decent buzz going though so whatever. At 5 there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to a good looking 45ish year old guy who introduced himself as Mike. "Sorry you're at the end of the delivery schedule. Hope it wasn't too much of an inconvenience", Mike said. "I would've been here sooner but my partner tweaked his back on an earlier delivery so i had to drop him off." "No problem", I responded. "Somebody has to be last. Bummer about your partner. Hope he's ok. This is your last delivery?" "Yup! Then it's home for one of those", he said pointing at my beer. I waved him to come inside and said, "Why wait?" I handed him a beer. "Well, it is the last load and I'm going straight home after so... Sure, thanks", Mike said with a smile. I'm still not sure if I imagined it but it seemed that his fingers closed around mine and held for just a beat longer than normal as he took the beer. We both took a long drink then walked out to his truck. "Where do you want the wood?", he asked. Having a bit of a buzz and still feeling a tingle from the touch of his hand on mine I said, "That's a fun question." I laughed then added, "We can put THIS wood in the garage. I'll go open the door." I walked back toward the house and glanced back at Mike. I was certain he was looking at my ass, When I got back in the house I slammed the rest of my beer and grabbed another then opened the garage. Mike was backing the truck up so I guided him in. With the truck close to the garage he got out and walked into the garage. I still wasn't sure if I was placing too much importance on things but he seemed to be standing just a tiny bit closer than people normally do. He finished his beer and crushed the can. "Another?", I offered. "Yes please." I handed him another beer and this time I was certain that he purposely put his fingers over mine and held on. He smiled at me before letting go of the can and my hand. "It's going to tight", I said. He choked on his beer then said, "Excuse me?" I smiled and said, "Getting the lumber in here I mean. It's going to be a tight fit to get past the Harley and stuff. Sorry." He laughed and said, "Oh. Well that's not a problem. I'm good at putting wood in tight places." Definite flirt. "I bet you are", definite flirt back. Then we talked about where to put the wood (the stuff he was delivering, not the stuff I hoped he might deliver later). I told him I'd help since he had lost his partner. "That may have been the best thing to happen all day. He's a jerk and I'd much rather have you help", he told me. He smiled then sat down his beer and went to his truck. We started unloading the lumber, chit chatting and pausing for a drink of beer occasionally. With about half of the wood unloaded I was carrying a few planks as Mike walked toward me going back to the truck. We met next to the Harley so I turned sideways to my left. Mike passed behind me, facing my back and just a few inches behind. He put one hand on my left hip which was forward and guided me past him. "Definitely tight in here", he said with a smile in his voice as I moved past him, his hand still on my hip. I slowed my steps and pushed my butt back toward him just enough to graze the front of his jean. "Too bad it's not just a bit closer", I say over my shoulder as I continue past him. My heart rate picked up about 40 beats per minute as it was certainly seeming like we were into each other. On the trip back to the truck Mike was walking toward me with some wood in his hands and some in his pants. I hadn't checked out his crotch before this point but now I blatantly looked down, hoping he would see my look. He was hanging to the right with a very nice sized bulge. When I looked up at his face he was looking right at me. We smiled at each other as we passed silently. I could see that our intercept course would be right by the Harley again. If he hadn't timed it that way, I would've but I could see that he was adjusting his stride so that we met there again. I turned again. His hand reached toward me again. This time it rested lower on my hip so the palm of his hand was on the side of my butt. His other hand grabbed my other hip and I pushed back into him as we paused in that position. My heart was racing and I could feel his breath on my neck. I pushed my butt back into him more and could feel his cock hardening against me. "We need to finish with this wood...", Mike said as he tapped his left hand on the lumber I was carrying. "So we can do something with THIS wood", I moaned as I ground my butt back against him. He let go of me and slapped my butt with his right hand. "Absolutely. This part is fun though", he said as he moved toward the truck. There were only about 4 more trips each. Every time I passed in front of him we played the grab and grind game. He was a little bigger and harder every trip. I closed the garage door as he was carrying the last pieces to the pile. I held another beer out to him as he stood up. He took a step forward so he was about a foot in front of me and wrapped his fingers around mine on the can. I'm 6'2" and he was a couple of inches taller than me. At this distance I had to look up at him as we stood there. "So", he started, "you were the boss while we were moving that wood but I need to be the boss when we're moving THIS." He grabbed my right wrist and pulled my hand to his bulge. "Yes, Sir", I whispered. "Good. Now show me the rest of the house so I can figure out what's next", Mike said as he released both of my hands and opened his beer as he walked into the house. [I'm currently writing the next part]  |
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Oh I see I'll have something delicious to read later this evening 
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Glad you like Flower 
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