I had a lot to do today, so I drove to Home Depot to pick up supplies. When I got home and pulled into my driveway, I blinked in surprise. Bash was sitting in the rocking chair on my porch, wearing overalls and reading a book.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” I asked.
Bash folded a corner of his page and closed the book. “I’m here to work. Did you get all the paint supplies?”
I stared at him. “You’re going to help?”
“Of course,” he replied. “I said I would, didn’t I?”
“I thought you were just being nice.”
He walked down the porch toward me. He wasn’t wearing anything under the overalls; it was all bare skin. “I’m a man of my word. If I offer to do something, I mean it. Let me help you with that.”
He took the paint cans out of my hand, his arm brushing against mine for a brief second before he carried them inside. I admired the sight for a few seconds before following him.
“Which room is first?” he asked.
“The living room. I spend the most time in here, so I figured I’d knock it out first. Most bang for my buck.”
“Smart.” He put down the cans and then squinted at the lid of one. “Soft white alabaster? I like it. That’s going to look fantastic in this room with all the natural light you get.”
“I hope so!”
He put his hands on his hips and gazed around the room. “You’ve got high ceilings. I’ll grab my ladder.”
“You really don’t have to help,” I reiterated. “This is a big task, and I don’t want to take up your whole day…”
“Stop it. You can pay me back with a six pack of beer.” He pointed at me, then left to get the ladder.
I let out a sigh. Jesus, he was hot. And those overalls were weirdly cute, in a boyish kind of way. It was going to be tough looking at him all day.
With weirdly-relevant timing, I got a text from Aiden.
Aiden: Thanks again for that video. It made my night. Normally these trips are boring.
Me: Now you owe me a sexy video :-)
Aiden: It’s not the same reversed. Girls don’t like videos of guys just sitting there, jacking off.
Me: What? Of course we do!
Aiden: Really?
Me: Yes! That would be mega-hot! Why wouldn’t we like that?
Aiden: I don’t know. Girls are always talking about getting dick pics and how bad it is.
Me: The difference here, dear Aiden, is consent. Unprompted dick pics = bad. Dick pics from your boy toy = good.
Aiden: Thanks for the lesson, I will take that under advisement.
Aiden: Wait, do I need to send you sexy videos of my junk since I’m already sending you chocolate baked goods?
Me: Yes of course. Those are two totally different needs that need fulfilling. Plus, you need to keep me interested so I don’t go looking for a different dick ;-)
Aiden: This is actually a good time to reiterate that you’re free to do whatever you want. We’re not exclusive. It wouldn’t bother me if you, like, hooked up with someone else.
Me: So in other words, you met a hot piece of Omaha ass that you want to sleep with tonight ;-)