From a far, she would watch. In a daze from what seemed like forever long days, she would lust after him. He was her home contractor, and she, just an average homemaker. Unmarried and frustrated in hormonal sorts, she would watch him work. While hammering loose ends, veins receded from his chest, and looks given to her as his triceps flexed, were enough to entertain her imagination.
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