Lift perks II - Sex Stories

Lift perks II

Saturday morning found Daniel with an extreme thirst, there was no hangover as he had not drunk that much, but as per usual he had to drink at least three glasses of water to quench his thirst. It took some time for him to remember what had happened the night before and even that seemed like some dream or perhaps a drunk fantasy he cooked up while he drove. Daniel was a man who had quite an imagination, it wouldn’t be the first time he conjured up a sexual escapade during his less than lucid moments...hell he even cooked them up during his lucid moments. After breakfast he went to feed the sheep he had in the corral, usually the workers did it, but Saturdays and Sundays he did it himself. It kept him informed about which of them was ready to put out to field and if any of them grew any worse. He got his books up to date, had lunch and after a brief afternoon nap, he worked out. He had a room where he hung a punching bag and where a bench-press bench stood along with a couple of weights. He only worked out for the exercise, not to build muscle...of course it helped to be able to lift a few pounds more than the other people, but he never displayed it or showed off. He used it where it counted, when he worked as it was the only real reason he would have wanted to do some heavy lifting in the first place. The evening he spent watching a DVD on his PC as he ate dinner, he got into bed around nine, which was his usual time during the week as well. Sunday morning he woke up much ...

... later than usual, he went through his usual routine and only after breakfast did he remember what Natalya had said, Sunday afternoon...she never gave a time. He shook his head, who on earth was this woman? She appeared out of nowhere, almost nobody have ever seen or heard of her, yet she said her father farmed in the same district. He sat thinking about it for a long time, gave up when it became too long and went on with his day. He fed the sheep much later than usual, but it seemed like they also knew that it was Sunday, they have adapted well to the routine and judging from the condition and recovery from injuries, they would also soon get to eat on their own time. Daniel was determined to ignore Natalya’s words, to drive out there would mean that he accepted that he have had sex with a complete stranger, next to the road and that it was not just imagined. After lunch he headed for his bedroom, but found himself pausing at the keyboard, fingering the keys to his pick-up... “Ah fuckit.” He had nothing to lose anyway; he pulled the keys from the nail holding them on the board and went outside. The drive to the road was filled with him talking to himself, mostly berating himself for being a complete douche. The drive along the road wasn’t much different either, just a lot less talking as the road haven’t been scraped for some time and it took more concentration to drive it. The tree loomed into view and he found that he was actually starting to worry, he had not really dressed ...