Matthew

The day my son was born, my neighbor also gave birth to her son Matthew. Once old enough, my son and Matthew became friends. They literally ran parallel lives until the college years. My son went off to college and Matthew went into a construction trade. My son has done very well since graduating with a double business degree and masters. He lives a very very good life - wife, kids, job, etc. He lives about 15 minutes from me and we see each other often.

Matthew’s story is less glamorous but all the same awesome. He never married. He worked his way through the apprentice process and now owns his own business doing plumbing and yard sprinklers. He has a dozen technicians working for him and three office staff to support the field operations.

Here is my confession. Matthew is my plumber. Whenever I have a service call need, I call him directly. He never charges me money. Instead, he gets to fuck me. Over the last 5 years, he has done 5 service calls and has turned on and shut down my sprinklers and pool 10 times each. This does not equate to a lot of money, but it surely equates to a lot of pussy. By the way, I am not complaining about of agreement.