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The construction workerthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:sex at work, 3705 words)

Author: lildavidj
Added: Feb 24 2010Views / Reads: 3530 / 3096 [88%]Story vote: 9.00 (13 votes)
David was about to meet the boss's wife. How many times does twenty go into forty? Based on my own experience. I welcome your feedback...it inspires me.
 


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It was a hot, hot day on the job and my bare back was glistening as the sweat beaded up. The construction work was hard and my two years of summer construction work had honed my body into chiseled steel. My torso was dark and tanned from the daily exposure to the sun. The last concrete truck of the day was dumping the final load and we were getting close to the end of the pour. I was thinking about it being Friday night of Memorial Day weekend. Three whole days of relaxation! We normally worked Saturdays, but we had been promised a three day weekend and we were pressing hard to get the pour done so we could get out of there.

The foreman yelled to me over the noise of the trucks and tools. I couldn't hear what he said other than my name and he was pointing toward the road. I looked over and saw the owner's Cadillac sitting along the road. The foreman was signaling me toward the car. I raised my hands gesturing to him that I didn't understand.

He yelled, "Get over there...he wants to see you." I felt my stomach tighten as I dropped my concrete tools and stepped away. Nobody, but nobody wants the boss to come a calling...especially out on the job site. I figured I was going to be looking for another summer job in the next few minutes. Oh, well! I hitched up my jeans and trotted across the parking area to the waiting car. As I approached, the tinted window came down. Jack, the owner was sitting inside.

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