Master of His Domain: Not a Television Euphemism
Copyright© 2021 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 2: Take the Re-Train
Historical Sex Story: Chapter 2: Take the Re-Train - Carl is stuck in a tech job with no future. Then his landlady "arouses" him to explore new options. He has a new partner and all 3 are naked in the spa. Then came four sisters and their Dad, after nude swims together at the lake. Microsoft fucks up. Great excitement as Carl builds a new business with the 4 sisters, with sex parties after work. Carl invents a high-profit new line of business and success is assured. A Drunken Frog. Antique PCs. Polyamory. Mature sex.
Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Historical Workplace Sharing Sister Niece Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex
Carl reduced his work schedule to six hours per day. Management readily agreed, owing to the slack in billable repair hours. As a fee-paying alumnus of his college, he retained his carlwatson@faberuniv.edu email account, which also included web site hosting. What a deal!
Following the instructions emailed to him and his new book, he used Notepad to create and upload his first web page at http://www.faberuniv.edu/~carlwatson/index.html:
<html><head>Carl Watson Web Site</head><body><h1>Under Construction</h1> <p>Hello, world.</p><p>Another paragraph. Some words are bold and some words are italic.</p> </body></html>
“This was easy!” he thought. He began working through the exercises in his text and soon his page was bristling with text (“Lorem ipsum dolor”), features, and a portrait of Mimi. Mimi on the right, Mimi on the left, Mimi in a frame, Mimi as a tiled repeating background image (“Wow! Multiple Mimis”), and so on.
And, then, he made a second page, Mimi.html, and linked it to the index page, and vice versa. This was enough for his first night. He realized he was already so deeply involved that he had forgotten to eat dinner. Apologizing to his empty stomach, he went straight to bed.
In the morning, he was semi-erect as usual. Addressing the bowl, he thought, “<pee>Ahhh!</pee>” and grinned. And then he dressed and drove Mimi toward his favorite diner for a first-class breakfast.
As usual, he was served by Cecie, who poured his coffee and asked, “Your regular order? Or, are you ready for something else?” Carl, gave her a crooked grin. “Surprise me. I’m a new man today.” “Really? Anytime you want me, stud!” “Hmm. I’m guess you want a tip.” “Sure, the tip is nice, but I really want the whole thing. Let me get the cream, sugar, and your toast.”
Cecie left him with an extra sway to her backside. Carl made some surreptitious adjustments to his trousers, and focused on his meal. Along with the hot toast, he had maple hotcakes and links of sausage. Afterwards, he left an extra $5.00 on the table. Carl would have been more assertive, but she had been sporting a jeweled ring on the correct finger.
At work it was same old, same old. He took a little time to check his web site. Carl was satisfied to see even Internet Explorer (version 3) could render a view of his content. The rest of his shift was spent waking the dead, or performing transplant surgery.
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