1. A New World Part 4


    Date: 11/21/2014, Categories: Anal, Author: BadDog9, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    By the time I went home, changed clothes, and drove to the job site, I was two hours late and the foreman wasn’t happy. He yelled for at least five minutes, repeatedly threatening to fire me, before telling me to get my ass to work. While he yelled, my mind drifted, recalling the sight of Riley’s perfect nude body on the bed beckoning me. I tried to hide my smile from him as I started up the ladder to the second floor. Despite the lack of sleep, mad dash to the job site, and the foreman’s tirade, I was happy, really happy. After all that had happened the night before, I felt like a different person. I was no longer a virgin. I had been with a woman. I knew what it was like to have a beautiful woman wrap her lips around my hard cock, and how thrilling it was to crawl between her spread legs and bring her to orgasm with your tongue. Now, when guys joked about something tasting like pussy, I would be in on the joke, not merely laughing along. And, when they talked about the hot chick they banged, I would know that I had slept with one that was hotter. I felt happier, stronger, more confident, I stood up straighter and stuck my chest out further. I no longer felt like a boy, but a man. As a result of being late, I was stuck working with Sam. Nobody wanted to work with Sam, but on this day, I didn’t mind. Even Sam couldn’t ruin this day. Sam was an idiot, who thought he was a genius. He always knew a better way to do everything and didn’t hesitate to expound on his theories. He ...
    also fancied himself a ladies man. He was the guy who came to work everyday, bragging about his conquest the night before. According to Sam, he slept with a different, unbelievably gorgeous woman, with huge tits every night, sometimes two or three. I never did the math, but there could not have been that many women within a two hundred mile radius, let alone that many with huge tits. Maybe he was flying them in. He was the guy who whistled and whooped and hollered at every woman that walked by the job site. He was the reason women think all construction workers are idiots. As we worked, he told me about the amazing night he’d had with another in the endless line of gorgeous women he claimed to have had. I resisted the urge to tell him whoever she was, if she even existed, she could in no way compare to the woman I’d been with. I simply smirked and went about my work. As we ate lunch in the shade, he looked at me, tilting his head to one side. “Why were you late this morning? What’d you do last night?” he asked. “There’s something different about you,” he continued without waiting for an answer. I shrugged, “Not much, watched a little TV. Stayed up a little too late, I guess,” I answered. He shook his head, “Nah, there’s something different about you today.” I ignored him and continued eating my lunch. He let it drop. Even with Sam rattling on about “the hot babe” he had lined up for a non stop weekend of “ballin,” the rest of the day passed quickly and I was glad to finally get ...
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