4:30 AM. Is that right? Fuck!
Jason loved working in construction. Tearing up shit and building new crap was his forte, he always bragged to his friends. What other job did he need? He would spend most of the day outside, enjoying the fresh air while putting his hands and body to good use. He was never cut out to be a white-collar dude; that just wasn’t him. Retail and restaurants never fit with his style unless he was buying something there. So he followed in his father’s footsteps and went into construction.
Too bad he was still getting used to the hours.
Working as a foreman for the past 7 years, Jason still had trouble getting used to the insane morning hours. He was going to work when everyone else was still asleep. The only advantage was he went home when everyone else was still at work. He couldn’t complain about the traffic.
As the red LED lights shined on his face followed by the screeching blare of the alarm, Jason reluctantly got out of bed. He could’ve slept in an extra five minutes if he wanted but he knew no one really does that. Five minutes would turn into fifteen minutes which would turn into an extra hour which would leave Jason jobless. With the current economy, Jason didn’t have time for speculation. He forced himself out of bed and showered. After a quick shave, Jason decided to check the news online for any latest reports.
And also to see if Andrea emailed him back.
There was innocence about Andrea that was more intriguing than having an expert service him. He knew based off her online profile that she had potential. Good girl gone bad, was her tagline. Her profile suggested she was interested in casual encounters and some experimentation. She’s a freak in denial, Jason snickered. He didn’t expect Andrea to take him up on his offer but when she did, the next move was a tricky one. Both haven’t even spoken on the phone to one another and there was no set date on when the first meeting was going to occur.
Soon, Jason hoped. Before Andrea would be convinced not to pursue her newfound passion as a Dom.
Working for as a pre-school teacher for a church required Andrea to have the utmost level of secrecy. Jason fully understood as he had much at stake he was risking. If any of his friends found out he loved to get spankings and humiliated by women, Jason would never hear the end of it.
Hey Pussy! Are you going to lift that wood or do I need to spank you?
Can I kick your ass since you let your old lady do it to you all the time?
Kiss my feet, asshole…oh wait, maybe you should kiss my asshole since you’re an expert on that.
Yeah, Jason had a lot to lose. Dare he thought, even more than Andrea.
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