Based on an actual event. How much is true? You decide.
It all began when my female partner Nicola and I, needed some landscaping done to our garden.
We quickly agreed that neither of us were equipped to do the job ourselves and so we looked for some local businesses and individuals, who specialised in the task.
But first, excuse my rudeness. My name is Peter and I have lived with Nicola for eight years. We have a kind of open relationship as we are both bisexual and we have both taken advantage of that openness in the past.
I am 44 years old, Nicola is 40. Not surprisingly, the older one gets, the less opportunities present themselves for a bit of cock fun, unless it's the really seedy variety.
I am 6 foot tall, only a couple of inches more than Nicola. I have short brown hair, blue eyes and quite a fit body for one who doesn't hit the gym. I do have a rather nice 8" cock, that satisfies Nicola but not enough guys get to see.
Nicola is pretty, short black hair, hazel eyes and 38d tits but I doubt you guys are interested in her!
We had been checking social media and one guy was getting a lot of praise for his previous work. Mike Black was his name and it was Nicola who phoned him for a visit and a quote.
He said he had time that evening to pop over and have a look. Nicola said that 6pm was fine, as it would still be light.
Nicola prepared for the visit by wearing a pink vest top, which gave a good view of her lovely tits.
"You hoping he drops his price because your tits are out?" I laughed but semi-jokingly. I knew what she could be like.
He turned up bang on time, which is important to me. He was around ages with myself, with tousy black hair and brown eyes. His job meant he was naturally muscly and slim. He also had what looked like a natural tan from working outdoors.
God, he was gorgeous and i tried to disguise my hard-on by holding a newspaper in front of me.
He could charge what he liked and I would happily have paid, just to have his sexy body around the place.
He spent a while looking over the area and taking some measurements for specifics.
One thing pleased me, he wasn't distracted by Nicola's tits, no matter how hard she projected them to him.
After all that and a quick play with his calculator, his quote was quite reasonable for what we needed done at the back.
"I'll buy the necessary material and invoice you, all above board."
Mike was most impressive and I started to fantasise about him and had to snap out of it quick.
He agreed to start three days later, on the Monday morning, at 9am sharp. As he left that evening, I watched his ass swing and I so wanted him.
That evening, we were just watching television, some silly soap Nicola loved. We were cuddled up on the couch, nice and cosy, when Nicola's phone buzzed, a text coming through.
Nicola was surprised at the sender.
"It's that Mike Black, text just says 'glad to hear it'. Nothing else"
"Must just have sent it to wrong number, it happens." I answered coolly.
Her phone buzzed again.
"Look, it's that Mike again, he's just sent a kiss." Nicola sounded annoyed.
"Well call him then, tell him he's mixed up his numbers." I suggested.
Then a third text came through that changed everything.
Another kiss but with an attachment.
Nicola hesitated before opening it.
"Oh my God, I knew it." Nicola gasped.
Filling the screen was a lovely cock, hard and with a big purple head.
My eyes widened and I felt myself hardening.
"Wow! That's some specimen. " was all I could say.
"Peter, you need to call the guy, tell him to stop sending texts to me." Nicola was upset, so I resisted the temptation to ask her if I could ask him for a date.
I was about to call his number from my phone, when Nicola's phone rang.
We both froze, unsure whether to answer, after a couple of rings I grabbed the phone and simply said "hello."
There was a brief moment of silence and the call was hung up.
"That guy is a weirdo, Peter." Nicola was the queen of understatement.
"I'll admit it's a strange way to treat a new customer."
I tried to laugh it off but that image of his cock was firmly lodged in my mind.
"I'm not sure we can trust him to do our landscaping after this." Nicola went on, with a bee in her bonnet.
"I don't see the problem babe, unless he starts carving penis shapes out of the bushes." I joked.
"Oh, it's easy for you. You aren't the one getting cock pics sent to their phone." She raged.
"Remember to forward that one to me." I teased and had to duck as she threw a cup at me.
I tried placating her with what seemed common sense.
"I'm the one here when he turns up on Monday, if he turns up. You'll be off to work and i'm working from home."
Nicola calmed down a little and even found a way to joke.
"I'm going to text him to tell him to send all future dick pics to you."
It took me all my time not to tell her to carry on.
There were no further calls, texts or pics from Mike that night and it kind of reinforced my earlier thought that they were sent in error.
The next morning though, one text did arrive from Mike.
This one was a profuse apology. He insisted that he had fallen asleep lying on his phone and that had been responsible for all calls and texts.
"Not very convincing but at least he's apologised." I commented.
"What's not convincing?" Nicola asked naively.
"I've fallen asleep lying on my phone before but I don't think it likely that the phone chose an attachment for a text and sent to a number. Unless the computers have taken over." I Shook my head.
"Anyway, it's done and he'll
be here tomorrow."
