I saw an ad in the paper that advertised handyman services. I have been needing some work done around my house, so I thought I would give them a call. A really cute sounding guy answered the phone and asked what I needed done. I told him and he said that it wouldn't cost very much if I went through him. He said that the other handymen in the area would charge up to double what he would charge me. I was sold. Not only was I going to get a good deal, but he sounded really cute.

Doug said that he would come over tomorrow after lunch. Doug said that he had a job that he had to do first thing in the morning. That was fine with me, I don't like to get up early anyway. I'm more of a night owl, if you know what I mean. I had the day off and I wanted to sleep in. You know how it is when you get up for work every day early in the morning. I like my beauty sleep on my days off. The next day came before I knew it. This is what really happened. Doug turned out to be something else. You will see what I mean in a minute.

“Come on in.” I said as I heard a knock on my door.

Doug walked in and I was blown away. Standing before me was a super hot guy and I didn't know what to say. It was all I could do to keep myself from stuttering. I looked at his long black hair and I felt a shiver go up my spine. He looked at me with a nervous smile, like he wasn't sure what to say to me.

“What do you need me to do?” Doug asked as he looked around the place.

I knew what I needed him to do all right. I needed him to stuff my pussy with his tool. There was no way around that. It was then that I made up my mind that I was going to fuck him. I needed his cock in my pussy really bad. I didn't know what had gotten into me. I'm not usually like this. I don't usually fall head over heals for a man like this. But, he was such a manly man. He had a tool box and wore work clothes. He looked like he was a hard working guy. That is a turn on in itself. I love a man that is good with his hands. The problem is, most men that are good with their hands, aren't half as good looking as Doug.

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I decided that I was going to get a make over. I dyed my hair blond, because I hear blonds have more fun. I also bought a whole bunch of new clothes. More clothes than I will be able to wear. I also got a membership at the local gym. Before I forget, I also got my nails done. If you are wondering what made me go out and do all of this, it was because I dumped my boyfriend. I found out that he was cheating on me so I dumped him. I figured out that I didn't need trash like him around in my life. I don't want to get any diseases, that's why I dumped that asshole. There are a ton of things out there that you can get by having sex with a lot of people. How was I to know that he was only fucking her? How was I to know that he was using a condom while he done it? I was on the pill, so there where no condoms in our house. I didn't catch him fucking her at my place, I caught him at her house. I didn't walk in on them having sex, but I knew what was going on. I watched him go there every day and see this woman. He had no reason to be going over there and seeing her.

So, now I'm a new woman. I have new clothes and a new look. The only thing I needed was a new person in my life. I've given up on men for awhile, I think I'll check out women from now on. I don't mean to alarm you, but I like to eat a good pussy every now and then. That is what pisses me off about my boyfriend cheating on me. If he wanted to have sex with another woman, I have a lesbian friend of mine who has been wanting to have sex with me. She might be a lesbian, but she told me she would fuck him if that meant she could eat my pussy. I even told him about her, but he didn't seem interested. I guess it was more than just sex he was after, he wanted to be with someone else. That's fine with me, I hope they are happy now. I'm happy now that I know he is out of my life. I don't need a man like that around the house.

I called up my lesbian friend to see if she wanted to go out with me. I asked her if she wanted to go to a movie and then to a restaurant. She said that she had plans, but I could stop by her house later on. I told her that I would get back in touch if I didn't have any plans for the evening. I wanted to be alone with her, have a nice meal and watch a movie. That would give her the chance to put the move on me. Even though I made up my mind that I wanted to have sex with her, I still wanted her to work for it. It would make me feel like a slut if I didn't. Feeling like a slut is one thing you don't want to feel like after you kick your boyfriend out for sleeping around.

I went out to eat at this new place in town. I don't know what it's called, but it's an all you can eat place. You pay one price and you can eat all the food you like. I thought I would give it a try, I had nothing to loose but a few bucks.

The food was actually pretty good, I was surprised at how good it was. They had all different kinds of things for you to choose from. There was even a man carving all kinds of meat. I ate both turkey and ham and all kinds of other stuff. I was so stuffed, I felt like a Thanksgiving turkey. I felt so bloated after I got out of there, I'm sure someone could have rolled me down the street. I got my money's worth, I'll tell you that much.

At the all you can eat place, the food was in a buffet. Basically it was like a long table that kept the food warm. I watched one fat guy go up there at least eight times. The first time he got a little bit of food, like maybe just something to warm up his jaws. Then, the next time he went back, he really piled the food on his plate. The second trip, he had a big gravy stain on his white shirt. On the next trip, he had a little bit of mashed potatoes in his beard. The next trip, I noticed that he has some corn in his mustache. I'm sure you know where this is going. By the time I left, his shirt and face was covered with food. I even saw some food in his hair. He was looking at the food like a pervert looks at a stripper. I got a good laugh out of watching him.

When I got home, I checked my answering machine to see if I had any messages. I had one, it was from Sandy. She called and asked if I still wanted to do anything. I called her back to see what she had in mind.

“Hello?” I said as I heard her pick up the phone.

“Do you still feel like going out for dinner and a movie?” Sandy asked.

“I just ate down at the new all you can eat place. I'm so full I don't think I could eat another bite without exploding,” I said.

“I can't believe you ate that much food,” Sandy said laughing.

“I had to get my money's worth. I wasn't going to spend all that money and just eat a salad,” I told her.

“You have a point there. I'm going to fix myself something to eat really soon. Do you still want to do something tonight?” Sandy asked.

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Debby spread her legs and then looked over at me. I knew that she wanted me to eat her pussy, but I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure that I wanted to do it. I felt that Debby was attractive, but she turned me off by how hard she was hitting on me. I've never been hit on like that before, not by a man or a woman. I suppose it made me feel good, it made me feel like someone found me attractive. But, some people will say anything to get in your pants.

I've only been with a woman one time before. She was a friend of mine and we were both curious about what sex with another woman would be like. We had sex and that was the end of it. We really didn't talk much about it after it was all said and done. I liked it, I thought the sex was good. I thought she was an attractive and nice lady. But, I think she felt uncomfortable about the whole situation. To be honest, I kind of felt that way too. Maybe that is why I was having so many problems deciding if I wanted to have sex with Debby. I was attracted to Debby, but something just didn't feel right.

I wasn't at the place where I could comfortably think about sex with a woman in my mind. I have always thought women were attractive, but wanting to have sex with them is a whole different story. I do have sexual feelings for women, but I try to suppress them. I try not to think about it, I block those feelings out. I don't know why, maybe it's because it feels so wrong. It feels so dirty to think about women in a sexual way. It's hard for me to be honest with myself with this sort of thing.

I don't want to sound like I am gay, because I like men. Actually, even if I had sex with women, I would still prefer a hard dick. Men have to offer what I want, I need someone that has the qualities that a man does. Women are too soft and sexy, men are strong and powerful. I need the protection that I feel a man gives me. Also, I feel an animal like attraction to men. I feel like a wild beast when I see a naked man who is about to fuck me.

Women in my mind are more sensual and more driven by emotions. I noticed that when I had sex with a woman, she had sex with my mind. She did everything that she could to turn me on mentally.

Where as a man tries to turn me on physically. Men think that sexually we are aroused like they are, by seeing and feeling things. That is one reason why sex with a woman is good in my opinion, because they work your mind. Though, if I wanted that all the time, I would just masturbate more often. I can do those same things to myself.

“What's the hold up?” Debby said as she looked down at her pussy.

I wasn't sure what the hold up really was. I guess it was because I really wasn't sure about having sex with her. I should say that I was sure that I wanted to have sex, but I wasn't sure if I could do it. I looked at her crotch and I thought about it some more. She was wearing tight pants and I could tell she wasn't wearing any panties. She had a slight camel toe in the crotch of her pants. Her pussy looked nice, at least what I could see of it did. Not to mention a nice pair of tits, they were great. I could tell that she was dressed for sex, because her tits were almost falling out of that white tank top.

“Have you ever been with a woman?” Debby asked.

“I did it once,” I replied.

“Did you like it?” She asked.

“Yes I did,” I nervously replied.

“Do you find me attractive? Do you want to have sex with me? If not, I will leave you alone.” Debby said as she looked over at me.

I wanted to do it, I really did. I wanted to tell her to take off her pants and let me eat her pussy. But, I was still a little nervous, a little shy. I kept telling myself that I wanted to have sex with her, but I just had to get over this hump.

“I'll do it!” I blurted out.

“Are you sure?” Debby asked with a smile.

“Yes I am!” I said as I moved over next to her.

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It was one of those days where I didn't feel like doing much of anything. I didn't feel like doing my hair or putting any makeup on. There are times where I just want to sit around and do nothing. I guess that's what happens when you spend your life working. I get sick and tired of having no life. When I do have some spare time, I never feel like doing anything.

I cooked myself some breakfast and watched Saturday morning cartoons. They sure aren't as funny as they used to be. I remember laughing my ass off when I was a kid watching cartoons. Back then they would beat the fuck out of each other. Maybe they were a little too violent, I don't know. I don't know if those cartoons are even on any more, but if they are, I would love watching them some time. I know I saw them for sale on television a few times, but they wanted an arm and a leg for them. I have to work hard for my money, I'm not about to give it up for some stupid assholes who want to rip me off.

I went back to the kitchen and cooked myself some more food. I know that I shouldn't eat like this, but it makes me feel better. I use food like drug addicts use drugs. Eating makes me feel better, makes me able to live with the life that I have to live. Not that it's that bad, but, I sure could use some excitement. I need to be able to get out from time to time. You know, have some fun. I haven't had any fun in years.

I ate my bowl of oatmeal and stared at my clock. It was damn near noon and I hadn't done a thing. I started to feel guilty, like I was letting myself down. This is where the guilt trip usually kicks in. I feel guilty for wasting my time sitting on the couch all day long. But, I didn't have anything to do.

I noticed a cute guy on television that made me really horny. I usually don't get like that. Maybe it was because I was bored, I don't know. The man had short brown hair and a long mustache. His mustache looked like it would tickle your pussy if he went down on you.

I've never had my pussy eaten by a guy with a mustache. I don't know why that is, all my boyfriends have been clean shaven men. I'll have to ask the next guy I date to grow a mustache. I want to feel what it feels like to have my pussy eaten by a guy with a mustache. I bet a mustache tickles down there.

I started to rub my pussy through my sweat pants. I wear sweat pants when I go to bed, I find they are more comfortable. My pussy got wet in no time flat, I mean I was fucking wet.

I knew that I couldn't sit here and play with myself. That is another thing that makes me feel guilty. I do play with myself every now and then, but not very often. I know some of you women out there use those dildos and vibrators, but not me. I would be so embarrassed if I went to one of those stores that sell those things. I would feel like a big time pervert. I used to drive by one of those places on my way to work. All of the guys that came out of there looked like scum bags. They were really dirty and they looked like the kind of man who would buy a whore. Maybe I drove by one of the bad porn shops. I see that you can buy sex toys online, maybe some day I will try that. But, only if I have a man who will use them on me.

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