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Blinded Lust
(M.L.)

     

      I finally got some time off work, working heavy construction I have rigorous long hot days and very few breaks in between. 'My job leaves little time to go out and meet people, let alone date regularly, so what's a guy to do?' So I asked Tom, a trusted friend on and off the work site. He's covered my ass, more times than I like to admit, on the job and also makes work enjoyable. He also likes to talk about all the chicks he's banged during lunch break. "Hey Tom, how do you meet those woman?" I asked. "Well you're not going to meet them by staring at them when they cross the street", he said. Tom was referring to how I liked to stare at woman when I worked, and had caught me a bunch of times doing it. 

      "Every once in a while you hear the guys b.s.ing about chicks and dating, most of it is shit but I still listened", Tom said. Tom had overheard John, one of the backhoe operators and a decent looking guy, talking about the internet. Seems you can go online to certain sites and find dates instantly by posting ads. As he said this the light bulb went off in my head! I browse for hours looking at pages and reading boring news dribble and the free porn, but never before had I thought people posted for dates!

      As I sit and browse thru these ads, I'm taken back at the graphic pictures and descriptions to tempt ones sexual appetite. Hell, been so long since I thought about sex that I referred to my right hand as my girlfriend. The first three ads gave me an instant hard on! After thirty minutes I reached an ad that piqued my interest. It read: 

'Come over and work me blindfolded, the pleasure will be all mine. Please send pictures to show me you're capable of working me hard.' 



      Now since I haven't dated in a while, and this post was so different than the others, I was compelled to answer the ad.

      I sent this woman my response. I took a few choice pictures of my abs and chest to send as well. I asked her what work she wanted to do, how tight did she want the blindfold and what exactly would my role be in her fantasy? Quickly I hit send and went to make some dinner. 

      Now I've never been much on checking emails, but this ad had my curiosity and I checked first thing in the morning, but there was no reply. Damn! I said. Doesn't look like this stuff works, guess I'll have to go for walk and try old fashioned way. I grabbed my keys and took off out the door to the park a few blocks away.

      Why this ad was stuck in my head I don't know, it was liked calling out to me. She wants me to WORK her, hmm I can think of many ways to WORK a woman. I thought about my last girlfriend Rachel, she was a flagger for the previous company I worked with. She liked to wear baggy clothes which hid a very toned and fit body. She loved to be on her knees and suck my cock and balls. She also had a nice round ass that I bent over many times at edge of bed, many ways! It's been so long, I can't wait to smell and see and feel the response of a hot body under my command. I want to dip my tongue into a sweet pussy and massage her clit with the tips of my finger. There it is again, damn dick was starting to swell underneath my jeans! I sure hope I can get this taken care of before I have to go back to the huge job I was working on. I also would love a real reason, sexual exhaustion to be cause of calling in sick to work, more fun than being sick, right?

      Nothing of interest in park, some older couples walking, kids playing, no women that were anything like noteworthy around. I enjoyed walking and looking at the trees and surrounding areas. A nice change of pace from the levelers, backhoes and stockpiles of earth I see on a daily basis.?

      

***

      

      Back at home... I glance at the computer and see that a new message is waiting.

      I sat and opened it and it was from the woman who placed the ad. My excitement peaks and my mind raced. I felt like I was in grade school, my face felt flush and I could feel my palm start to sweat. 'Pull it together Steve, this is just an email', I said to myself. I clicked it open and I read... 

      

      Dear Steve, I have lived a tame life so far, I am tired of looking at these pretty boys that I see at clubs. They are all bark, but no bite.  I would like a real man to come over, blindfold me and I will command him how to work me over, your pictures show that you are well built, full of muscle and will probably be able to get the jobs done.

      Please send shot of hands, I want to see how hard of a worker you are, and we can discuss when and where you will meet me.

       

      Never have I gotten an email that made me pop up several questions at same time in my head. She wants a picture of my hands?  I wasn't too thrilled with the idea that I 'probably could get the job done' line. "What does she need a handy man?" I said out loud. I tried not to be too offended; I'm the one that responded to her ad.

      So I took the pictures she requested which too my surprise was getting me turned on. I wondered if she was pleasuring herself while looking at my pictures. I could feel my cock start to pulse; I was shocked that I swelled to a half erection. This email dating is exciting. Again I told myself to calm down. I don't know where this is going. I typed out my response to her, which read...

      I can tell you I work extremely hard, and would like to meet someone who I can enjoy their company, spend time together, and see if things progress. Thank you for your response, I look forward to meeting you. 

      Steve

      I sent it out and went to fridge for a beer and something to munch on to pass time and see if she responds. I figure I would have to wait a day or two for a response but just as I sat down, I heard the ding, back to the computer and it was her, I opened her message...

      Dear Steve, 

	Your hands look great, when can you come over so I can see the rest of you? Make sure to bring something you can put over my eyes when you meet me at the door, I will have my back to you and your job is to blindfold me comfortably and take my hand and lead me into the house. Can you do this? 

      Kat