Constructional Coition
Ah, the July! Now it is the season of the long walks on the beach with the Paramours, and the Making of Love in the sandy coves. It is the time of the lazy Sunday afternoons, drinking the beer until you are being too intoxicated to be standing, and then hitting on all of your wife's sisters. And of course it is the season of the road construction.Many, they are not liking this last aspect of the summertime. They are always doing the speeding around, anxious to be getting from the point A to the point B, with never a care for the journey. Tell me, if you were being stopped in the middle of the road construction project, what would you be doing? Would you be miserably cursing the workers for keeping you from your destination? Would you perhaps be taking the opportunity to Make Love with your boyfriend or girlfriend who is sitting next to you? Or would you be doing as I, Ramón the Mink of Love, and inviting all the hot, sweaty, dusty workers into your air conditioned vehicle for the five-minute Lovefest?
The construction worker is among the most Virile and Passionate of careers there is, and every camp is the Veritable Den of Desire. All the day they are working with their hands to be Taming the Nature into the Great obelisks and the Deep wells and the other Monuments of the Civilization. It is no wonder the construction worker's thoughts are often turning to the Tempestuous. And yet, often all this Burly, Masculine Energy is wasted. True, they are having each other, but when you can only be Making Love to the same fifty men day in and day out, it is getting old. They are always eager for the New Blood to be joining them.
Unfortunately, many of the workers are unable to be putting their Longing into the Flowery Phrases of Fervorous Fancy. Their language has been convincing many passers by that they are demeaning and degrading, with the crude catcalls. But I, Ramón the Mink of Love, have been learning the Truth. Inside that rough and brawny exterior beats the Heart of the Poet. If you are just taking the second to be answering them, your world will never be being the same! Push the catcaller back into the port-a-john without a word, and let the Passion be Overwhelming you! Or better yet, you can just be lurking inside there all the day, waiting for whomever is entering it to be Finding you.
Of course, it hardly needs saying that the construction workers are having the best toys for Love. Nothing will be bringing you to Climax quite like the electric screwdriver, wrench, or jackhammer. But for the Real Construction Experience, you must be Making Use of the vehicles that they are having. There is nothing quite like Making Love in the top of the crane, looking down on the traffic beneath you. Of for the literally Earth Moving experience, set the bulldozer on forward and Go Wild. Of course, you should always make sure that you are being safe. Be sure to be wearing the hard hat.
But the only limit, it is the imagination! Have you ever Made Love in the claw of the backhoe? Underneath the acetylene shine of the welding torch? Or inside the wrecking ball as it is Smashing its way through building after building after building? Each one, it is granting you the Unique and Delicious Sensation!
One of the most Tender moments your humble mink once had took place in the back of the cement mixing truck. I was Sharing my Passions with a most Sensitive Soul, a beefy six foot five inch hulk named Biff. The room was turning, and we could not tell which way was up. As we Drove Deeper into our Love, I became most Delirious in my Devotions. Of course, we had to spend much of our time dodging the chunks of falling concrete. But the danger, it is making the Climax all the more enjoyable—and it was the Strongest I had enjoyed all that hour!
So remember, next time you're stuck in the traffic because the road is all torn up, don't get angry! Your next Lover might just be wearing that hard hat and orange vest.♥
