While I lay face down on the bed watching the screen without being close enough to read the text, I tried to interpret Ben's thoughts from his bodily ...motions as he slowly scrolled through the story. At one point he surreptitiously moved his prick into a more comfortable position so I knew it was having the desired effect on him. "Well?" I asked when he'd reached the end and sat staring at the screen.Reluctantly it seemed, he turned to me and half tried to cover the tenting of his sweat pants.. "I built that. By myself." Let's have a look." I was mildly interested."What's your name?" Brian Davies. Most people call me Duke." How'd you find out about the job? It won't be in the paper 'til tomorrow." Mike told me," he said, reaching into the car and pulling a hood release."Mike Numminen?" Yeah. Said you were a good guy. Ran a good shop. Paid fair wages."I nodded and looked inside as the hood was raised. It was flawlessly clean with a little chrome, and a lot of new paint."Flathead," I. Strange, she thought why would he be texting her as they had barely spoken over the past 6 months since their k**s started school together. In fact last time they saw each other which was only a couple of days ago all he did was give her a smile and said nothing. Sam, opened the message and she couldn't believe what she read - 5 words. "I want to fuck you" Sam was surprised because he seemed like a quiet shy guy and with them both being married he was taking a huge risk sending the message. Sam. He smiled,I smiled and I suppose he caught on. After surgery and with all the pain meds,my inhabitions were non existant and I would stoke until I was fully boned while waiting for either Shane or one of the female nurses to come in during the night,pretending I was asleep with a night erection,gown pulled to one side with a boner laying on my stomach or hanging down my fully spread leg (as one leg was completely unmovable)During physical therapy I made sure the gown slid up to my waist.