National Masturbation Month
Copyright© 2024 by D. Fritz
Chapter 14: Tuesday, May 14, 2024
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 14: Tuesday, May 14, 2024 - This is a fun, campy story with a limited plot line – orgasm every day, by hand, in the month of May in honor of National Masturbation Month. After reading about NMM in real life, the idea for the story was easy – turn it into a challenge! The action begins with a colleague’s offhanded joke, then proceeds for four weeks as Will attempts to keep pace with his coworker. He starts solo, but then gets help from his wife, plus a few additional sources, throughout the month.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Humor Masturbation
Will woke on Tuesday with a pounding headache and severe sinus pain. He worked in the yard Monday night and saw that the allergens were at an all-time high, so he assumed that was what was kicking his butt. He used his phone to email his boss that he needed to take the morning off.
“Hey, get your butt out of bed,” said Eve when she exited the bathroom.
Will just groaned and pulled his pillow over his head.
“You OK?”
Will grunted. “No, allergies have my ass in a sling today.”
Eve slipped back into the bathroom and returned with a glass of water and pills.
“Here, take these.”
Will extricated his head from his pillowed helmet and sat up. He took the pills and swallowed them with the water.
“Thanks.”
“I assume you’ve already texted your boss?” asked Eve.
Will nodded as he laid back down and reapplied his pillow.
“If you’re staying in bed, then I’ll head out. Hope you feel better.”
Will waved lazily in reply. Eve left the room and gently closed the door. Will was asleep in minutes.
It was almost noon before Will decided to get out of bed. When he finally got up he felt better, but not one-hundred percent. Without bothering to shower he trudged to the kitchen in search of lunch. He found leftovers in the fridge.
At 1:30 his phone beeped. It was a text from Eve.
“Feeling better? Been very busy here.”
He typed a quick reply. “Better yes, but took the afternoon off, too.”
“So still not dressed and bumming around? LOL”
“You know me too well.”
“Gotta run. See you tonight. I’ll bring dinner home.”
Will acknowledged Eve’s last message and thought about the treadmill in the spare bedroom. It was a short-lived thought. Instead he settled on his recliner in the living room and turned on the TV. He partially watched the television in between naps all afternoon. He was still there when Eve got home a few minutes after 6:00.
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