As I've stated before, Jacob is a building contractor. He has his own business for laying tile, flooring, and other types of jobs. He has a small crew of 5 to 6 guys working with him depending on the job. Jacob stays fit, going to the gym 2-3 times a week. He's a married, handsome, muscular Hispanic man, 55 yo. He has a well-developed chest and biceps, muscular quads and a firm round butt. Added to this, Jabob has an 8" uncut cock and huge nuts.
I have some small jobs that need completing around my house. Jacob has been discussing with me how he can get his crew out to knock out all the jobs within 1-2 days. He's been talking about it for almost 3 years and still hasn't followed through with it. I'm a pretty laid back guy. But I'd really like to get these jobs done and Jacob is trying my patience.
Out of the blue, about a week after the lace panty spanking, Jacob texts me, "Remind me again of the jobs you need done. Maybe I can come out one day this week and take a look again and get some measurements."
"Okay," I answered. "Thursday morning is good. Before I have to get to work. Be here by 8:00am."
"That works," Jacob replied. "See you Thursday."
Jacob arrived on Thursday morning as agreed. I had been up early and was showered, shaved, dressed in shirt and tie, ready to head to the office. I let Jacob in. This time he had brought one of his crew along with him. This was unexpected, but I thought having a third person watch while I taught Jacob a lesson could be interesting.
"This is Enrique," Jacob announced, "He works with me."
"Hi Enrique! I'm Dr. Ferguson," I said and extended my hand. Enrique and I shook hands. Enrique was a handsome, well-built man in his late 20s, about 5 feet 10 inches tall. short-cropped hair, long eyelashes. He was wearing a Western snap shirt with the sleeves cut off to reveal his muscular shoulders and biceps and faded jeans and well-worn work boots. Enrique's jeans were tight, cupping his bulge seductively.
"Well, let's go ahead and go over things," I said, "Let's start here downstairs." I showed Jacob and Enrique where I needed an extra shelf in the kitchen and tile on the front porch. Then we headed upstairs.
"Here in the bathroom, I need the tile around the shower repaired and the shower door hung," I said, showing Jacob where the tiles were broken.
"Yeah, we can take care of that. No problem," Jacob replied.
"Is that right? When?" I asked sarcastically.
"I can get my guys out here next week on Monday or Tuesday, whatever works for you," Jacob answered.
"You sure about that?" I asked pointedly. "We've been talking about these jobs for almost three years, and you've never put me on your schedule, and here I am still waiting," I continued.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't get around to it," Jacob whined.
"Is that right?" I responded. "Well, I think maybe I can help you set your priorities and help you think more clearly," I continued.
I took Jacob by the wrist and led him into the upstairs guest room, where I had previously placed a straight-backed dining chair. Enrique followed.
"Lean over the back of the chair," I ordered.
"What?" Jacob asked with some embarrassment.
"You heard me," I replied, and pushed Jacob towards the chair. "It's time you had your punishment for putting off my jobs," I continued. "Now lean over the chair. Place your hands on the seat," I ordered.
Jacob reluctantly complied. He leaned over the chair back, leaning on his outstretched arms, hands firmly grasping the seat.
Jacob stood up again. "But... Enrique," Jacob protested.