A New World Part 7 - Sex Stories

A New World Part 7

... of bed, being careful not to wake either of the two sleeping beauties beside me. I crept to the bathroom in the dim morning light and closed the door before switching on the light. After a quick shower, I dressed and made my way to the kitchen for coffee. I called and got the address my boss had left on my machine while the coffee brewed. I jotted the address on a notepad and stared at it after hanging up. “What ya got there?” Riley asked softly from the doorway. “Did I wake you?” I said, glancing up. “Sorry, I was trying to be quiet.” “No, you didn’t. I woke up when I realized you weren’t next to me,” she said, pouring two cups of coffee and handing one to me. I inhaled the strong scent of the steaming brew and glanced back at the address, “Huh,” I said, realizing why it seemed familiar. “What?” Riley asked. “I just realized the job we start today is right down the street from here,” I answered showing her the paper. “Guess that means you can come by for lunch,” she grinned, walking around the counter to slip her arms around my neck. I grinned back and pressed my lips to hers, sliding my hands around her waist and down to cup her firm buttocks. Every time I touched her, a tingling sensation rushed through me. She felt so good in my arms, I never wanted to let her go. “What do you and Jenn have planned today?” I asked, sipping my coffee. “Well, we’re gonna make lunch for this hot guy that’s coming over,” she smiled, running her hands over my chest. “And this afternoon we’ll ...

... probably just hang around the house naked, thinking about him.” “I’m sure he’ll be thinking about you too,” I smiled back. “Hopefully, he doesn’t get anything important caught in a circular saw.” “As long as it isn’t the most important part,” Riley laughed, grabbing my dick through my pants. I winced at the very thought and pulled her to me. “I certainly hope not,” I said, kissing her again. We held each other and kissed between sips of coffee until it was time for me to go. “See you at noon,” Riley called from the door as I walked to my truck. I drove the few hundred yards down the street and parked in front of the project house. It was at the opposite end of the street facing Riley’s house. My boss pulled up shortly after and gave me the keys to the house. “I’ve got too much to do this week so you’re gonna hafta run this one,” he said, “If you can get it done on time and there’s no problems, I’ll make you a foreman.” I was surprised and excited by his confidence in me, also a little nervous as we walked through the house while he explained what needed done. We were basically gutting the house and putting an addition on the back. When the rest of the crew arrived, he told them I was their new foreman before jumping in his truck and driving off. The guys, except Sam, congratulated me on the promotion, Sam grumbled about having seniority over me and it should be him in charge. I ignored his gripes and told him to start tearing out kitchen cabinets. My first morning as foreman ...