The 90s

​The Internet Guy – or ANY service guy.

I had my Internet installed ​the other day​. My technician was hot. ​ It’s a pretty awkward scenario in general – having a strange man in my home, whom I’ve never met.​ I was immediately propelled back to the 90s and my days of reading Penthouse Letters. Haha! So many of​ the stories were about women at home, with their “service technicians” showing up: plumber, UPS guy, pool cleaner. You know, one look and they’re doing it on the kitchen table or the chaise lounge beside the pool​; they’re getting FULLY serviced!

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WHAT MY MAN DOES

How often; What time of day; Where?

I like knowing my man masturbates. In fact, it may seem like I’m being quite nosey at times because I ask a lot of questions, like, “when, how often, what time of day, where?” I generally refrain from asking them about their fantasies…. I mean what they may have been looking at or thinking about. There’s some privacies involved here. But I ask those other questions because when I hear about it – I get turned on.

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