Demolition Man: Gay Erotica

Newly single, I'm in a funk. My husband of seven years has broken my heart and left me to pick up the pieces. Thanks to one of my coworkers being out of commission, I find myself in a new building the company I work for is renovating. That's when I spot him. The lone demolition guy finishing up before the renovation crew can come in. He's sweaty and dirty. And he picks up on the way I'm looking at him, desperate to devour him.
Once the building manager is out of the way, I get my first sniff and taste of his junk. He's sublime. His salty perspiration and fragrant musk coat my cheeks, lips, and tongue. I want more and part of me wants to get caught. And just like that, I'm back in my groove, ready to inhale and taste my way through my fill of sweaty and sultry men.