Irulan ran off to change as we finished with a yes mother ringing in my ears after I hollered to her to weed the garden when she was done, I turned and answered the door. It was one of the new arrivals to Pleasantview, Julien Cooke. He was kind of cute with his funny little beard so when he said he was not having much luck finding a house yet, but that he had heard I might be able to offer him a bit of "hospitality" for the evening. I told him that I aimed to please, and steered him to the computer as I headed to my room. He followed shortly, and as we were getting into bed said he had withdrawn enough for the entire night, if I was amenable to that. I went and checked then, and found that he had transferred another $5000 to my account. Containing my joy, I called for the builders to come by in the morning before returning to my bed, and the man I was going to spend the rest of my night pleasing, indeed!
We kissed and sucked, then we fucked, and kissed some more. I lost track of the number of times I came, for not only was this man hung like a horse, he had a deft way about him, knowing just how to bring me to the brink, and slowly letting me back down so that each successive climb up that mountain took me higher and higher, into realms I had rarely explored before. It was during one of the breaks in our passion that as we were lying there softly caressing each other, he brought up children.
Mentioning that I seemed to love my children very much, he asked how I felt about having another. Strange topic for discussion while you are fucking a whore I thought, but I answered him and said that I loved children and hoped to have many more, as my financial condition improved, and I could better support them. He mentioned that one of his clients was the director of Pleasantview's Largest advertising company, and with a reference to my Art Diploma hanging on the wall, said he could arrange a meeting if I wished to enter the workforce, after all a steady paycheck would enable better budgeting than being at the whims of PV's "horny" sect. I told him I would think on it, and thanked him for his concern. He kissed me and rolled me over, saying as he entered me, I just hope when you decide it is time for another child, you keep me in mind as a candidate for the father. I laughed at that and he grinned as he started me on the path to the summit once again. As we parted and I snuggled into his chest, he gently brushed my hair out of my eyes and mentioned that while I was considering, I should also consider that I would not have to quit my current occupation, but that it would enable me to be a bit more selective about who I shared my bed with. With that, we both nodded off to a sticky sleep.
Morning arrived and I woke to find him still sleeping, with the largest erection I had ever seen. Never being one to deny myself much, I slowly, so as not to wake him too soon, straddled his sleeping form and took the rod of my desire into myself. As my hips met his, he woke then with a start, and then a smile as we rocked together in the pleasure of our union. All too soon it was over though and I invited him to join me in the shower, where we fucked one last time. As we were dressing, he apologized, saying he did not pay me for this morning as well. I smiled at that, thinking this man has just shown me the best time I have had since I was 16 and a virgin, and he is worried about cheating me. I kissed him good by and whispered lustily in his ear "On Me". Telling him not to be a stranger, I turned to greet the arriving foreman of the construction crew.
Looking at the plans I had drawn up, he complimented me on my drafting skill and said with these detailed plans they should have the structural alterations done by early that afternoon, If I wanted to order delivery of the cabinets and appliances for late afternoon. He then asked what I wanted to do with the existing kitchen accoutrements. I told him if they knew anyone that could use them, they were welcome to them gratis, failing that I asked if he could haul them away for me and add it to the bill. He thanked me for my generosity, and said he knew a couple of families that could use them as they were still serviceable. True to his word, early in the afternoon, my house was drastically different.
If anything the next few hours were even more dust filled and noisy as now all of the work was being done inside the house. Still though, it was with awe as I watched the skilled craftsmen, (no, not JUST their asses) as they hammered, nailed, (sigh), plastered, tiled and wired, my dream into reality. Let me just say that I was very proud of my self for the restraint I showed in not taking more than a few of them away from their work. I did have a pleasant soreness left from the night, and mornings activities with Julien though, so that made my job a bit easier. Finally, just as dusks first light tinged the autumn sky, the last workman motioned me into my dream as he packed way his tools. The view from the old kitchen, soon to be living room, over the two island counters took my breath away as I marveled at the transformation my poor old house had gone through.
Entering the room I hoped the workman did not notice my shudder as a wave of satisfaction rolled through me (man I need to figure out how to bottle this, I could be rich). I slowly turned and took in the splendor that surrounded me.
Water and Ice on the Door, I squealed unable to contain myself. The workman grinned, tipped his hat and headed towards his truck. The foreman came in, and when he saw my smile grinned himself and asked if I was satisfied with their work. I told him very satisfied and that if he wished it, I would make him that way too, On ME (damn, I need to quit saying that). He laughed and said he had to get home now, but might take me up at a future date if the offer was open-ended. I told him we could work something out and smiled as he left. It was nice to have a guy not drop trou at the very first hint of getting lucky for a change.
I went to look for the children to share my joy with them. On looking out the front, I was greeted by a sight that both thrilled me and left me a bit sad. You need to understand if you do not by now, that I have a very open mind about sex, and believe it is a good thing. The thrill came from the voyeur in me watching as my second son slipped into his first girl. The sadness came from my private fantasy ending unfulfilled again, but... we will not go there, for now. I found Irulan wearing her new school jumper, (have I mentioned the private school dean is one of my clients?) as she worked in the garden. Not too excited about Monday is she, I thought with a tinge of motherly pride as I called to her from the new back door to come see the kitchen.
Irulan was amusing herself playing with the chilled water as I heard Jolene crying. I had no sooner picked up my baby than she decided she wanted in on the fun, and grew into a toddler. I saw that my nights activities were planned out for me, so much for sneaking down to the bar for a drink or three... Who am I kidding, it was not the drinks I was interested in at the bar, I was hoping to run into Daniel and his huge cock there, damn I am such a slut! Well, it looks like potty training it is for you tonight Ms. Broke.
