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By *yke-ite OP Man
over a year ago
weymouth |
Has anyone ever had horny thoughts while doing something boring ? Please let me know. I have been painting my stairs and landings for the last few nights when I get home from work. I have been undercoating the stairs spindles, which has been driving me crazy, with two landings and two set of stairs it seems like forever! but last night I started having horny thoughts while working down the stairs to the front door. I don't know if it was the paint or me just wanting to make myself feel better. I was daydreaming about a woman I did not know sat further up the stairs with a thin shirt on and a loose wrap around skirt which was just above her knees. She had bear feet and nice tanned legs, arms and face, with light sun bleached blonde hair. She was just sat there watching me paint. Then she opened he legs slightly to show some inner thigh, The more I looked the more she opened her legs. She unbuttoned her shirt by a few buttons to reveal a nice white lacy bra, and a firm pair of tits. Then she opened her legs to reveal a pair of thongs in white which matched her bra. In the end I felt like it was real and I had a hard on while painting. I wish it was true but now seems so real. Well tonight while I was painting ,I was dreaming again I guess, but was getting a hard on. But I was up a step ladder and was painting the plaster moulding where the wall meets the ceiling as the ceilings are 10 foot high. I was near the inner front door when I heard the door bell ring. I called out to tell them to come in? There I was up a set of steps with just a t-shirt and a pair of shorts which are like jogging bottom material, not really thinking as my cock was hard. My neighbour from about 4 houses away from me opened the inner door and let his wife in first. Well as she walked around the steps I was standing on her head wad level with my hard cock , her husband shut the door behind him as I came down the steps. she was a bit red faced and did not know what to do or where to look. We went into the kitchen and I filled the kettle with water and put it on to boil. Tim sat at the table and was talking while flicking thru the sports part of the paper, his wife Sally was sat facing me as I stood waiting for the kettle to boil, still sporting a hard on and with Sally starring right at it. I then realized and turned to make the tea. Tim was not taking any notice as he was stuck in the paper. Sally was a bit flustered but carried on talking about why they had popped round. She said their drains were smelling a bit and could Tim borrow my set of drain rods if they needed clearing. I said I would get them out of the garage when you leave. By now my hard on had gone down and sally was not starring at my crutch anymore. We had our cup of tea, then they said to leave me to my painting. As they went to the door I said I would get the rods from the garage. I said to them make sure you clean my rods if they enter your drains, Tim Laughed as he got what I was say. Sally was already walking down the road. Well about 30 minutes later Tim phoned and said he did not need the rods as he flushed it thru with a bucket of water, He said he would bring the back later. He also said Sally had said to him when they got home, did you notice, Tim said notice what/ he laughed again and said about what sally had said to him about me having a hard on. I laughed and blamed it on the paint ! He said I did not see anything! then he said he would get Sally to bring the rods back tomorrow night as he had opened a bottle of wine. I said fine tell Sally anytime after work as I will still be painting the hall and stairs.
But I have though about it since, I have decided to wear some lycra cycle shorts tomorrow when Sally arrives with the drain rods. They will show everything you have even if you do not have a hard on. I will let you know tomorrow night what happens. Please let me know if you have daydreams that seem real or you like my plan for tomorrow? Thank you. |
