Sometimes life can feel like one big play of the comedy genre. So Tuesday I have a date with a guy that I thought would end up with me getting a nice pounding and back to Rock for even more but the guy and I did not remotely click.
So now comes Thursday early evening and I am at a bookstore when I spot a man who is looking at me. Not just a man but the exact type that makes me instantly want to strip out of my clothes lie down and spread my legs. He had to be in his forties black and thick everywhere arms, torso and legs but the piece of resistance though a shaved head but with a touch of gray in a goatee. If Rock in the next few years starts going grey he is going to have to worry about getting fucked to death by me because the timing of what turns me on the most is going to line up with my sexual peak years.
What though was really incredible about this evening is we both had the look. You know the look we all get when there is just a flat out attraction we can do nothing about it to salvage pride or our ego but just look. Most of the times we play strategy or coy when we find someone attractive when we are looking and we play conscious games, but when we get this look we are just gone. Both of us had that.
But as I referenced above life can be funny in a cruel way. I was with my little sisters, I volunteer as a big sister, and when I am with them I consciously act like super duper role model deluxe because they need that the most. No flirting and picking up of men in their presence!
So two people go their separate ways and I can only hope he might think of me in a lewd way a little. I will definitely be going back to that store in the near future.
2 years ago