Dan worked in his garage on a very large project for Cock Socket one afternoon. The past couple of weeks he had worked a lot on it; Cock Socket was recovering from her breast enhancement surgery. So far the surgery seemed to be a success, but the scars hadn't fully healed and the implants wouldn't settle in place for several months.
She had also received a couple of electrolysis sessions which seemed to be going well so far. She scheduled them for an hour at a time, which was longer than most people could stand, and much of her body hair had been removed.
This had been the first week that she had really been able to get up and around, and her unavailability had left Dan with a lot of time on his hands. He generally finished his official work before noon, and then worked for a few hours on the project for Curt, and then the rest of the day he spent in his workshop.
It was a hot Texas afternoon, and he was working with the garage door open and the AC on full blast. He knew it was wasteful, but his garage was a little dark to work with the door closed. The mail truck pulled up, and the largest man Dan had ever seen in person climbed out of the truck. He had to be close to seven feet tall, and while not overly fat, was carrying several extra pounds. His black skin glistened with sweat, and large wet rings circled his armpits.
The mail carrier checked the address on a stack of envelopes and then walked up Dan's driveway.
"I have a certified letter for Dan Henderson that needs a signature," the large man said in a deep voice as he approached Dan.
"I'm Dan Henderson," Dan said reaching out for his mail.
The carrier handed Dan the mail and a pen and Dan signed the one from his office that required his signature.
"Don't tell me you're retired too," the mail carrier said conversationally. "Everyone in this neighborhood seems to be old and retired. I think you're the youngest person I've seen today."
Dan laughed out loud. "Yeah, most of the homes are still occupied by the original owners," he said. "We bought this one a few years ago from a widower who was moving to Florida."
The man nodded in understanding. "When I signed up for this route I didn't realize what I was getting into. I thought I could just drive around in this little truck, pull up to rows of mailboxes, and put the mail in, but none of these old neighborhoods have the rows of mailboxes, and some of the houses don't have a mailbox at all. Man, did I ever make a mistake."
Dan smiled at him. "What were you doing before?"
"I worked at the post office downtown, sorting mail. I used to hear the drivers talking about all the tail they get thrown at them while they're making their rounds, and I thought it might be fun to find out what they're talking about. Boy, was I wrong," the large man said. "By the way, my names Griffin, but my friends call me Griff'."
"Well, Griff', I can see what you mean. The heat would be enough to make me not want to have your job," Dan commented, looking up at the sun. "Then you get out here and find out all the available women are about forty years older than you," he laughed.
"Yeah, man, it's been on horrible day. I ran out of water about two hours ago, and all these old folks seem to scared of me to let me fill my water bottle," Griff' lamented.
"Well I'm not scared," Dan said with a grin, "and I've got cold water in the fridge, right over there. Help yourself."
"Oh, thank you, man," the large man said. Dan watched as he rushed over to his garage refrigerator and retrieved the proffered water. Griff' took a large swig of water and smiled. "This has got to be the best water I've ever had."
"That's just because you're so thirsty," Dan responded.
"Doesn't matter," Griff' said. "I am eternally grateful. Thanks, Dan."
"No problem, anytime."
Over the next several days, Dan spoke to Griff' every time he came to deliver the mail. Griff' always got a bottle of water and often used the bathroom connected to the garage. Sometimes he stayed for several minutes, shooting the breeze. Dan learned quite a lot about Griff' and told Griff' about himself too.
Griff' told him all about his college days, playing D1 ball for Arizona, and then returning home to Texas to join the postal service. Dan told Griff' all about the unique circumstances of his job, and his love of woodworking. Eventually, Dan told Griff' to help himself to the water and the bathroom whenever he wanted, even when he wasn't there. There was a man door to the garage at the rear of the house that was unlocked during the day that he could use for entry.
A couple of weeks later, Dan had to make a rare visit to the office for an all day meeting. Not seeing the garage door open, Griff' debated for several minutes on whether or not to use the man door like Dan had said he could. He was tired, thirsty, and had to pee which eventually overrode the reluctance he had about entering his friend's garage when he wasn't home.
Griff' went to the bathroom first, and because he felt a little guilty about being in the garage, he tried to be as quiet as possible. He was so quiet that Cock Socket, who had never met Griff' but had heard all about him from Dan, didn't know he was there. She went into the garage to get some meat from the freezer for dinner. Just as she was closing the freezer door, Griff' flushed the toilet and exited the bathroom with the thought of grabbing his usual water.
To say that both of them were surprised would be an understatement. Griff' stared wide-eyed at the beautiful, naked woman before him, and upon seeing the large black man all Cock Socket could think to do was scream and try to cover herself with her hands. She ran for the house holding the meat with one hand trying to cover her pussy while her other hand tried to cover her new, large breasts.
Griff' stood staring after her with his mouth open in shock. He couldn't believe he just saw Dan's wife naked! 'Well, I guess I won't be invited back in again,' Griff' thought as he finally grabbed his water and left.
Cock Socket told Dan about the incident as soon as he got home.
"You did what?!" Dan asked, furious.
"I screamed, and ran, Master," Cock Socket said, looking at the floor ashamed.
"How dare you treat my friend that way!" Dan roared. "He's probably so embarrassed that he'll never talk to me again. I'm going to have to think about an appropriate punishment for you."
"Yes, Master. I'm sorry Master," Cock Socket said.
Dan wasn't really that angry. He had been trying to think of a way to tell Griff' about his and Cock Socket's relationship, and now it seemed he had the perfect opportunity. He knew Griff' was having trouble finding women to fuck and he figured he'd make Cock Socket available to him.
The next day Dan made sure he was in the garage with the door open when Griff' came to deliver the mail. Dan watched with a smile as Griff' slowly walked towards the garage like a man being led to his execution.
"I'm sure your wife told you what happened yesterday," Griff' began. "I'm sorry, man, I didn't know she'd come in the garage naked."
"Not your fault," Dan said. "In fact, I'd like you to come inside so she can apologize."
