I see you are in the mood to wash your car too.” he replied. “It’s too nice of a day not to.” I tell him, without revealing my true motive. I ...tart to rinse off my car, while keeping an eye on the handsome stud just fifty feet from me. “Oh shoot!” I said out loud. “Isiah, do you have any soap I can borrow, I don’t have any.” “Sure.” He said and walked over with a bottle of his soap and filled some in my bucket. I filled the bucket with water and begin to wash my vehicle very sloppily and not. “For a minute there I thought you were a mute.” I smiled. He didn’t smile back. He was quite the sexy man. He always wore a suit, never allowed the suit wear him. He was so fly, so dapper. “So will you be talking about why you are here anytime soon?” I asked. I needed to know. “Yes. Tomorrow.” He looked at his watch and he just left. The next day I was so excited I felt like time was slow. Why was this sexy man always here? What was his problem? How could I fix it? Could I fix it? Then he. But I think we need not bother to much. If it's up to me, we strip the place and completely renovate it."Chris showed Jelmer the extend of the work that needed to be done. "The roof needs a high pressure steam clean and probably a new layer of concrete. Most of the kitchenettes are rotted through. The outside needs plastering and the insides are in need of an updated paint scheme. Oh... and the floors need a new durable epoxy coat.", sighed Chris. "You know the budget. Do you think we can do. The truth is I had thought about past experiences of receiving oral sex a lot over the years. Whenever I had raised the subject with Thomas he had been apologetic but said he just wasn't into it. I had gotten used to thinking of my vagina as being maybe not so pleasant to lick after all.Maybe I should consider an affair, or even a one night stand? But I still felt committed to being with Thomas and didn't want to put that at risk. Plus, while the naughtiness of an affair sounded exciting in.