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01/11/2021
This was years ago when grass was still a major crime and long hair on men was a suspicious thing of criminal activity. I had a little business of doing work on many types of buildings from homes to commercial property.
I met many lonely women at this time. Some would call me up saying the had a garbage disposal problem to get me over just to keep them company.
So I was quite popular with my skills.
A good friend called me one day saying he wanted a secret grow room built in his basement to grow grass. This was an interesting job and sounds like some good benefits.
He offered me cash and a free supply of weed whenever I needed. He was into horticulture and had a large landscaping business. His business was out of his Grandmother's basement. But he wanted this in his own house.
Bill was a handsome guy and married at this time. His wife was a nice looking lady about 25. Small in stature with some nice features.
In the past he had seemed to be wanting me to have sex with some of his girls for some reason. I found out that he was more into his work than his women as time past. Myself I was always ready to help the ladies in that department.
I went over to his place after he got off one night to make plans for the room he wanted. He had a space in the back next to a clean out below a fireplace upstairs. This would make a good exhaust fan connection. We figured it would feed the smells of pot growing out the top of his place spreading it out high above houses making it hard to detect where it was coming from. I would make a hidden door where you moved a bookshelf that held a pin to go let a part of the wall open.
I started this job soon as I could, a few days later. I had to frame it out and insulate it. Then sheetrock it and mud it to hide all the lights and smells from getting out. So I got a little dirty with saw dust and other dust.
When I was done Bill, ask if I wanted to shower since I had a new truck and was pretty much covered in dust. He was about the same size as me and said I could borrow some jeans and a shirt. I said sure, and stripped down to my undies and went upstairs with him. I passed thru the hallway and noticed Chrissy his wife laying in a bed. I went to the bath and Bill brought in some clothes. I got in the shower and washed all the dust off and got out. I put on his stuff without my undies thinking I would just go home and change. I emerged from the bath and walked down the hall. Bill called me into the living room.
Chrissy was laying on a mat on the floor and he was sitting on an overstuffed chair. He asked if I felt better after getting clean. I did. He said him and Chrissy heard that I knew about giving real good muscle relief massage from others like my wife, family and friends. Yes, and paying attention to massages that I had received.
He asked if I could give Chrissy one since she had some sore muscles. I asked her where she hurt and she replied from her shoulders to her butt. There was a bottle of oil next to her. I said okay but, she needed to remove her clothes. She stood up and took off her top. She was braless and she looked to have really nice titties with small but hard nipples. She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled the down. Oh such a nice little pussy. She had it trimmed in a nice Vee.
Bill was looking at a motorcycle magazine. I told her to lay down and get comfortable. She laye d on her tummy. I got down and straddled her legs and got the bottle of oil. It was vanilla flavored edibles type.
I poured some into my hand and rubbed it to warm it up. I put my hands on her upper back and gave her some nice firm strokes. She moaned and shifted a little. She moved her legs some and told me the jeans were scratchy.
She said it would be alright to take them off. I told her I wasn't wearing anything underneath and she said she knows. I got up and undid the jeans and took them off. I was a little aroused and looked over at Bill. He was looking at my cock and smiling. He nodded his head towards Chrissy and I got down straddling her legs again.
I started working the muscles near her shoulder blades when she said a little higher. I had to move upward on her to reach. My cock was laying on the back of her thighs about Two inches below her ass. With each move of moving my hands up and down her back my cock was sliding up and down her thighs.
She was moving her legs a little like she was trying to squeeze my shaft. I brought my hands down to her was and started to work her buns. This massage wasn't like any I have given to anyone else. She said the front of her shoulders hurt also.
I raised up and she turned over on her back. I leaned forward and started to rub her shoulders. I could feel her pussy hairs touching my cock. She said her chest hurt too. I took both her breasts in my hands. I looked at Bill and he was looking right at us nodding approval.
I leaned over and kicked her nipple. Mmm, mmm. It tasted like vanilla. My cock slipped down between her thighs with her pussy spread around the shaft. I looked at Bill and he was mentioning for me to stick it in her. She was moving on me trying to get me in her. I started moving my cock up and down her slit.
I raised one leg and she open hers up and then I raised the other and she spread out. I started pushing my cock back and forth hitting her opening but, not going in. Her butt was moving up and down trying to get me in her. I felt part of my head to in. I was trying to keep it out but, she was getting really wanting.
I slipped it in the the ridge of the head. She told me to quit messing around and fuck her. I slipped another inch in and she grabbed my ass. I was trying to go slow but she was wanting it fast. She pulled me hard I to her and raised her was up till I was buried all the way in her. Then she grabbed her legs and brought them almost to her face and started crying, "fuck me, stick that cock in there and duck me.
I started slamming it into her and reached down and started fingering her clit. In a few minutes I felt her start to cum. God, her pussy was grabbing my cock like I never felt before. That was enough for me and I let go with one of my biggest loads of cum. She was laying there with such a beautiful smile on her face.
She said she could use a massage quite often if I had the time. I looked at Bill and he said anytime I could fit her in. I said I'll put it down in my planner.
I got up and started to dress when Chrissy told Bill the she thought it worked. I asked what that was, and they said they were planning a baby.
Latter that year they had Billy Junior. Today he looks a bit like Bob.
I met many lonely women at this time. Some would call me up saying the had a garbage disposal problem to get me over just to keep them company.
So I was quite popular with my skills.
A good friend called me one day saying he wanted a secret grow room built in his basement to grow grass. This was an interesting job and sounds like some good benefits.
He offered me cash and a free supply of weed whenever I needed. He was into horticulture and had a large landscaping business. His business was out of his Grandmother's basement. But he wanted this in his own house.
Bill was a handsome guy and married at this time. His wife was a nice looking lady about 25. Small in stature with some nice features.
In the past he had seemed to be wanting me to have sex with some of his girls for some reason. I found out that he was more into his work than his women as time past. Myself I was always ready to help the ladies in that department.
I went over to his place after he got off one night to make plans for the room he wanted. He had a space in the back next to a clean out below a fireplace upstairs. This would make a good exhaust fan connection. We figured it would feed the smells of pot growing out the top of his place spreading it out high above houses making it hard to detect where it was coming from. I would make a hidden door where you moved a bookshelf that held a pin to go let a part of the wall open.
I started this job soon as I could, a few days later. I had to frame it out and insulate it. Then sheetrock it and mud it to hide all the lights and smells from getting out. So I got a little dirty with saw dust and other dust.
When I was done Bill, ask if I wanted to shower since I had a new truck and was pretty much covered in dust. He was about the same size as me and said I could borrow some jeans and a shirt. I said sure, and stripped down to my undies and went upstairs with him. I passed thru the hallway and noticed Chrissy his wife laying in a bed. I went to the bath and Bill brought in some clothes. I got in the shower and washed all the dust off and got out. I put on his stuff without my undies thinking I would just go home and change. I emerged from the bath and walked down the hall. Bill called me into the living room.
Chrissy was laying on a mat on the floor and he was sitting on an overstuffed chair. He asked if I felt better after getting clean. I did. He said him and Chrissy heard that I knew about giving real good muscle relief massage from others like my wife, family and friends. Yes, and paying attention to massages that I had received.
He asked if I could give Chrissy one since she had some sore muscles. I asked her where she hurt and she replied from her shoulders to her butt. There was a bottle of oil next to her. I said okay but, she needed to remove her clothes. She stood up and took off her top. She was braless and she looked to have really nice titties with small but hard nipples. She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled the down. Oh such a nice little pussy. She had it trimmed in a nice Vee.
Bill was looking at a motorcycle magazine. I told her to lay down and get comfortable. She laye d on her tummy. I got down and straddled her legs and got the bottle of oil. It was vanilla flavored edibles type.
I poured some into my hand and rubbed it to warm it up. I put my hands on her upper back and gave her some nice firm strokes. She moaned and shifted a little. She moved her legs some and told me the jeans were scratchy.
She said it would be alright to take them off. I told her I wasn't wearing anything underneath and she said she knows. I got up and undid the jeans and took them off. I was a little aroused and looked over at Bill. He was looking at my cock and smiling. He nodded his head towards Chrissy and I got down straddling her legs again.
I started working the muscles near her shoulder blades when she said a little higher. I had to move upward on her to reach. My cock was laying on the back of her thighs about Two inches below her ass. With each move of moving my hands up and down her back my cock was sliding up and down her thighs.
She was moving her legs a little like she was trying to squeeze my shaft. I brought my hands down to her was and started to work her buns. This massage wasn't like any I have given to anyone else. She said the front of her shoulders hurt also.
I raised up and she turned over on her back. I leaned forward and started to rub her shoulders. I could feel her pussy hairs touching my cock. She said her chest hurt too. I took both her breasts in my hands. I looked at Bill and he was looking right at us nodding approval.
I leaned over and kicked her nipple. Mmm, mmm. It tasted like vanilla. My cock slipped down between her thighs with her pussy spread around the shaft. I looked at Bill and he was mentioning for me to stick it in her. She was moving on me trying to get me in her. I started moving my cock up and down her slit.
I raised one leg and she open hers up and then I raised the other and she spread out. I started pushing my cock back and forth hitting her opening but, not going in. Her butt was moving up and down trying to get me in her. I felt part of my head to in. I was trying to keep it out but, she was getting really wanting.
I slipped it in the the ridge of the head. She told me to quit messing around and fuck her. I slipped another inch in and she grabbed my ass. I was trying to go slow but she was wanting it fast. She pulled me hard I to her and raised her was up till I was buried all the way in her. Then she grabbed her legs and brought them almost to her face and started crying, "fuck me, stick that cock in there and duck me.
I started slamming it into her and reached down and started fingering her clit. In a few minutes I felt her start to cum. God, her pussy was grabbing my cock like I never felt before. That was enough for me and I let go with one of my biggest loads of cum. She was laying there with such a beautiful smile on her face.
She said she could use a massage quite often if I had the time. I looked at Bill and he said anytime I could fit her in. I said I'll put it down in my planner.
I got up and started to dress when Chrissy told Bill the she thought it worked. I asked what that was, and they said they were planning a baby.
Latter that year they had Billy Junior. Today he looks a bit like Bob.
Poster:
Bob
