The other day, I was walking downtown and busted this hottie cable company guy checking me out. When he saw that I saw him, he played it off so cool by saying, "Oh yea, it is shorts and flip-flop weather."
I paused and commented how I've seen some of the locals wearing jeans, long-sleeve western shirts, and boots in this 95⁰+ weather. We chatted for about two more minutes before moving on.
But, he was this young hot muscular stud of a guy about 28 years old, brown curly hair, blue eyes, and a hint of a tattoo peeking out of his shirt on his bicep.
I almost asked if I could lick it, I mean see it.
I was so tempted to ask him to come check out my cable issues at home, even though I don't have the same cable carrier as he works for!
I paused and commented how I've seen some of the locals wearing jeans, long-sleeve western shirts, and boots in this 95⁰+ weather. We chatted for about two more minutes before moving on.
But, he was this young hot muscular stud of a guy about 28 years old, brown curly hair, blue eyes, and a hint of a tattoo peeking out of his shirt on his bicep.
I almost asked if I could lick it, I mean see it.
I was so tempted to ask him to come check out my cable issues at home, even though I don't have the same cable carrier as he works for!
