The manly-man's pretty-pretty flower club (mm:men at work, 3997 words) | |||
Author: Mikeyboi37 | |||
Added: Dec 21 2007 | Views / Reads: 1601 / 1136 [71%] | Story vote: 9.00 (2 votes) | |
What I hope will be part one of a series about some studs that run a flower shop. Let me know if you think I should continue. | |||
You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?
[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ] |
Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version | Mark story | Mark author
Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!
The manly-man's pretty-pretty flower clubJeff finished depositing the last of the empty pots in the greenhouse and ran the sleeve of his sweater across his dampening forehead. Not being able to dress appropriately was the curse of all who worked in florist's shops in winter, at least in Iowa. Freeze at the counter, or sweat in the greenhouse? No easy choice there, particularly for someone who worked as hard as Jeff did to maintain an athletic physique. OK, the curse of vain florists in winter Jeff corrected himself mentally. A medium-weight fleece, worn in the counter area and removed to enter the greenhouse, would solve his problem just fine, but he was loathe to cover the fruits of his daily labor in the gym. A fleece wouldn't cling to his shoulders and biceps the way his tight wool sweater did, and the looks he got from the occasional hot guy who stopped in more than made up for the occasional bead of sweat in here. And, he thought, smirking, those looks often elicited beads of sweat on their own, even in the relatively cooler counter area. Straightening, he put his hands on his hips and stretched luxuriously in the modest heat, arching his hips forward, and throwing his head back to look up through the glass roof at the gently falling snowflakes outside. Although he hadn't sweated enough to dampen his clothes, he had no intention of doing so, and so returned to the counter area through the opaque glass of the greenhouse door.
The counter area was modest, but adequate. The side of the room abutting ...
This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want
to see the rest, you can join the FanClub.
All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list. |
Click here for Sex dating! Have sex tonight! |
The best LIVE cams: Live webcam girls! Free chat! |
Erotic shop: so many toys to choose from! |