Future Perfect - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Future Perfect - Chapter Two

... Biscuit. He looked at me and cocked his head. “Today, we have work to do to get ready for tomorrow.” I stopped back at Kohl’s and got some decent dishes. Ones that matched. I also got a tablecloth and some silverware. Mine was all mixed and matched from my old house and what was left in my house from the previous occupants. Biscuit chased mice in the bedding displays while I “shopped”. After I had all of that, I stopped by the Men’s Department for a couple of other things. Some new, white t-shirts, and a beard and hair trimmer. And a swimming suit. I had always just swum naked with the dogs. I did a lot of my work outside naked too. I figured that I needed all of the Vitamin D that I could get, and my body made it for free in the sunlight. As a result, I was tanned all over and very healthy. When we got home, the other dogs all gave Biscuit a good sniffing over. Most of them never got to go anywhere like he did. They would be surprised tomorrow. I hoped that they would behave. I went out back, stripped, and washed myself by the well. I had been making soap for a long time, and I had several kinds. One for my hair was more gentle than what I used on my body. I usually only washed my hair a few times ...

... a month, but this was a special occasion. After I washed, I used the beard trimmer to trim my beard way back so that I could shave. I used to shave every spring, and maybe once late in the summer, but I had taken to keeping the beard year round. Again, this was a special occasion. After trimming my beard, shaving, and cutting my hair a bit, I needed another bath. The itchy feeling of the pieces of hair all over drove me crazy. I went back inside and looked in the mirror. It was like looking at a different person. I tried smiling in the mirror. It didn’t feel natural, so I kept practicing all evening. I started a leg of deer cooking in a pit in the back yard. It would cook all night. There was a smaller pit next to it for vegetables, but those wouldn't go in until tomorrow morning. When the sun went down, I went to bed. I laid there, thinking about Kelly and her pretty smile, Faith, with her large breasts and infectious laugh, and Celeste, with her willowy beauty. My erection came back with a vengeance. I decided not to masturbate, even though I usually did at night before bed. I wanted to enjoy the first feelings of genuine arousal generated by another human being that I had felt in over a decade.