Home Depot Really Does Mean "More Doing"

I know some people think that the Home Depot is all about DIY (do it yourself) projects, but I am here to tell you that is not always true! I totally didn't have to do it myself!

For me, boredom is pretty much just as dangerous as alcohol. It just leads me to do all kinds of crazy things. Today, I got bored AF, so I jumped in the car and started driving around listening to music and sipping on some Starbucks. I guess the caffeine got me, cuz I am driving past this Home Depot store and my brain starts telling me there are lots of men at Home Depot stores, and not nearly as many wives! I didn't really dress to go sausage hunting, but I don't think I look too bad in just some short shorts and a t-shirt, so i decided to try my luck. (ok, brief pause here for you to self-grade yourself on a quick quiz. give yourself 5 bonus points if it crossed your mind that i probably took my bra off before I got out of my car. I totally did. In fact, it's still in my glove box. I never put it back on today.)

I go walking through the plant section and am not seeing anything interesting, no one talking to me, so I keep wandering, smiling at guys. I get near the customer service desk and one of the Home Depot workers says hi when i smile, so i stop and say hi back. We are just kinda chatting nonsense for maybe 30 seconds, when one of the ladies behind the counter calls out "Hey Chad, got a Penske to check in, can you run out and radio back the miles?" He says sure, and looks at me, I can tell his mind is trying to figure out how to get me to wait for him so I said, "care if I walk with you?" Believe it or not, he was cool with it. (ok, another brief pause. I typically steer clear of guys named Chad. For some reason they are almost never cool. Usually total self centered assholes, but again, i was bored and he was cute.) We keep talking as we are walking out in the parking lot and he opens the door and gets the miles off the truck. Then i asked him, "Don't you need to check the back to make sure he didn't pee in a corner or something?" He laughed, I thought it was a dumb thing to say but it just came out.

When he opened the big door, I climbed up in, and went to the back corner, telling him I would check for him. When I got there, I turned around and said, "Um, I think there is something you should see in here." He gave me a kind of funny look, and I was like, "come on, don't be shy now." at that point he jumped up and I told him to make sure he pulled the door closed behind him. He smiled and pulled it down as I lifted my tshirt over my head. By the time he got to me, and got his hands on my tits, i was quickly undoing his shorts. I hit my knees about the time his shorts hit the truck floor. Damn was that metal floor hot! I told him to not forget to call in the miles, and he did it while his cock was in my mouth and I was not being quiet! Chad called in the miles and then impressed me by grabbing my hair with both hands and starting to thrust. If you boys didn't know already, I am that kinda girl. I love being controlled, love a man who takes charge. I started moaning and he started hammering my face. He pulled out a few times and let my throat snot drool down onto my chest before he told me to lay back and take my shorts off.

Once again, damn that metal floor was hot! Chad got up on top of me as I lay there, bare back on the hot metal floor, my legs spread wide, my feet up in the air, my shoes the only clothing I still had on. And he rode me hard. I have scratches all over my back from that floor. I got lucky, Chad had some stamina and I got a hell of a fuck out of him before he exploded. He jumped up and started to put his shorts back on and I was like, "That all? You just got one load? Don't you want to make a gooey mess out of my ass just like you did my pussy?" I literally laughed at the look on his face as his cock pretty much instantly got hard again. I sat up and started sucking on him again before I rolled over and pushed my ass up in the air. "It works pretty much just like a pussy, so no need to be gentle" I said as i turned my head back to face the floor. And, good ole Chad, jumped on the chance and split my ass cheeks open with his hands, spit on my asshole and then proceeded to make me scream, and make me shake and make me cum!

Oh, and the rest of the story? Well, Chad is laying here next to me while I write this. He has gone and made a mess up inside me again....and it's not even midnight yet! (and my damn bra is still out in my car, lol)