Who says Friday the 13th is an unlucky day?

[Pompino]

Today was my day off. When I got up this morning, the weather was gray with a threat of rain, just perfect for Friday the 13th. After getting a haircut, I headed out to the local forest to find some guys for a hook-up. I am parked when this red truck pulls up a few spaces to my left. A guy in his early twenties gets out. He is tall, lean, blond, high and tight and is wearing green work pants and a screaming orange tee shirt. He hits the trails into the forest and I follow. This is a very cruisy area so I know he is a player. We make eye contact when a third guy arrives. The third guy's sudden appearance spooks the blond guy and he leaves. Yes, this is definitely Friday the 13th and I am left sitting on a picnic bench, smoking a cigarette, cursing that third guy and dreaming about that blond. I drive around, walk a few trails, get a cold drink and enjoy being outside. Two hours later I am back where I started and still wondering/wishing about the blond. And then the red truck pulls up. He gets out--yes it is the orange shirt--and goes back to the trails. This time he really goes far into the forest. Now we are alone. No talk necessary. I go to my knees, unzip his fly, unbuckle his belt and pull down those green pants to release this throbbing blond cock just pulsating to be sucked--beautifully proportioned, cut and nicely arched over his balls. After about 15 minutes of me servicing him, he reaches down for my cock and indicates that he wants to suck me. After lots of play, we cum. "I really needed that," he said. "So did I," was my reply. I was joking and remarked that I bet he gave a lot of pleasure to guys with that dick and mouth of his. He started to laugh and then I understood. "You fuck girls, right?", I asked. You can guess the answer. So who says Friday the 13th is an unlucky day? Mine was great.

[Luv2play]

I had a completely different Friday 13th experience yesterday, but it was equally lucky for me. On Thursday I took my car in for it's biannual clean air test. While the car was being tested the technician noticed that oil was dripping from the engine, NOT a good sign. The oil appeared to be coming from the main rear gasket, between the motor and the transmission. We checked the oil level and it was down a quart so I had him fill it up. Yesterday morning, I called the dealer and explained the problem.

 

The car (a Mercedes) is 5 years old and I was expecting him to tell me this was going to cost me a bundle (the warranty had expired 2 years ago, or so I thought). The service rep checked his computer and said the car was still covered by warranty since it was the motor, which has a 5 year warranty (I had forgotten about that part of the warranty).

 

Then he told me the zinger, he said to bring in the car RIGHT AWAY, because the warranty was going to expire on Monday, the 16th! Then it hit me that I had bought the car on May 17th, 2000. So that is where the car is now, getting a major repair for FREE!! I am just so glad I didn't put off that phone call to the dealership. :)

[+ deej]

I had a similar car repair experience 15 years ago, so I know that feeling of relief when they say "you're covered".

 

I took the car in for routine service, and because it had been acting strangely. They called later in the day:

 

"Sir, I have bad news and good news. The bad news is your engine needs to be rebuilt. The good news is your 5/50 protection plan expires Monday so you're covered."

 

Whew!

[Luv2play]

Yeah. Ain't it great! I'm going to spend some of the saved $$$ on something I would far rather spend it on and that is hire an escort to help me celebrate the repairs to my car! }(