I was having some estimates done for some reno work and saw a lot of men in the last few weeks. Most were no one I’d touch with a ten foot pole, but there were a couple of ruggedly handsome guys that I could absolutely imagine fucking. In fact, I imagined it alright when I was masturbating the other night. I was thinking how much of a turn on it is to have a real man, one that knows how to fix things and build things. Not some soyboy wimp that protests at one ridiculous rally or another. A real man that can make you feel like a real woman.
I decided to give the most attractive one the job. He had good skills and a good reputation as well and came highly recommended. I didn’t choose him for looks alone, that would be dumb. After he finished the job, I invited him in. It was the end of the day and I thought I might be able to entice him to stay. He seemed receptive to the idea. I came right out and told him I’d thought about him while I masturbated. The look on his face was priceless.
I could see the bulge in his pants growing and he saw me looking at it. I boldly reached out and unzipped him. We were soon on the sofa and fucking passionately. He was good with his hands on me, that’s for sure! I was happy with how he stroked, and touched and teased me as we fucked. He made me cum so hard, and he said I was a good fuck as well. I asked him if he’d stop by again and he said he would, but men are fickle, you can’t really believe what most of them say, I’ve found. It was a hot time and he did a good job on the renos. What more could a girl ask for?
