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Promises, Promises... Never had a doubt in the beginning... Never a doubt...
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Promises, Promises... Never had a doubt in the beginning... Never a doubt... Promises, Promises... Never had a doubt in the beginning... Never a doubt... Do you ever listen to a song... over and over and over... I do... and, today, I had reason to... Two things happened to me... yes... me... not Dreamboy... it seems that some of my little pretties want to read more about "easy going" then the adventures of Dreamboy, Azhar and Krrrristi... so... ok... here is my second... 'real'... not pretend story... I'll share... but, doesn't that entitle me to some "Quid Pro Quo... Clarice"... I think it does... but, alas... I will write till it hurts... this turtle dove is not pinning his hopes on a site full of cyberspace excitement for those that can withstand the<b> rejection </font></b>factor from many of god's beautiful creatures... (While I write... I'm listening to several songs)... Here's the first one to go with my first happening of the day... "Arm in arm, we laughed like ... At all the stilly things we did... You made me promises, promises... Knowing I'd believe..." -- Naked Eyes - "Promises, Promises" Early this morning, my melonlicious breasted former cube mate, came into my office... She came to chat with me... not with anyone else... as, I was the only one there... no, she wasn't lost... no, she wasn't hiding from someone,... she came to see me... that's right... and, I don't care what you all say... I'm not pursuing this 32 year old single head of a household with a ... she is pursuing me... I kind of like it, even though you all are saying... don't do it 'easy'... work relationships never work... blah, blah, blah, blah... and, she looks so good... I mean... today, she was smokin' hot... she was wearing a white button-down shirt... and her black her was trying to camouflage those tits... but, it wasn't working, as I was getting hard as a rock... I don't know if you all know that feeling... but, I do... luckily, I didn't have to get up... because, no one was around, and it would have been awkward... but, picture this.. she was sitting on the table across from my cubicle rocking back and forth... and... her hair was perfect... her eye makeup is perfect... they might be tatted up, because they are always the same... grey on the outside and white on the inside... it really turns me on... and, she doesn't care... that i look her up and down... because, she knows that my eyes take all of her in... as she is talking to me... I don't even know what she said to me... for all I care, she could have said the building was on fire, and i was just nodding in agreement... and, then she mentioned she had an itch to scratch, and I just fucked her right there on the table... thru her tight jeans... No, not really... I couldn't believe how controlled I was... has this ever happened to any of you out there? She is so young... what does she see in me... Why does she come by, and parade that hot body around me... and, she always asks me what my plans are for the weekend... Oh, dear lord, please give me the strength to do the right thing... please let me have my way with other women... that want to please and be pleased... she is too young... Well, when I started listening again... I spaz out when she is around... maybe, she is just toying with me... maybe, she just wants to be validated... maybe she wants to know that she can drive this naive soul crazy... "What do I do when there's too much of me, too little of you What can I say when I know you're not here to stay I can't explain something I don't understand... Why did I let this get out of hand Maybe, I'll get you out of my head Maybe, I'll forget all the things that you say..." -- Alina Baraz & Galimatias - "Maybe" I let her walk out of the cubicle area... I said goodbye... have a great day, thanks for the visit... What was I thinking... am I not a man... do I not have needs... of course I do... but, work is work... just sayin'... The second event happened after work... I went downstairs to work out... and, Kathy came by... yes, the melonlicious breasted red-head who just became an FTE at work... OMG... I really, really, really was minding my own business on the elliptical machine... I was watching the basketball parade in Cleveland, and sweating like a pig... I had burned off 200+ calories, when she walked up to the machine right next to me... are fucking kidding me, i asked myself... twice in one day, these women that i categorize as wonderful creatures of god... yes, women that have given the miracle of life... one a young lass, the other, a bit older... but, still... they need loving... they need to be held... they want to be kissed... they want to be loved... they want to have their orgasms with a man that appreciates the beauty of the opposite sex... a man that treats every intimate moment he has ever had as a first... because, it could be the last or only one... afterall, what it it all about, if you can put 100% of yourself into someone... I don't know any other way to do it... some of you have notches on your bed posts dating back to high school... I only have pleasant memories that reveal women that I have shared intimacy with... time has stopped for me... time has gone slow-motion for a few precious moments in my life... those of you that live far, far, far away from me... you may never experience these feeling in real life... you may only get aroused... get wet... experience long-distance orgasms by reading me... that's ok... i understand your plight... but, we can dream... can't we... yes... it is ok to dream... for without visualization how can you hope to capture that moment of true ecstasy... memorizing those facial expressions... feeling the shivers... hearing the sighs, the moans, the screams... and, so it is with these stories from a simple man... Kathy... again... could be a poster for hustler, playboy or 'scratch n sniff'... she looked fuckable in her workout outfit... as a matter of fact, she looked extremely fuckable to me... as I was working out, i was thinking is she wearing underwear... or is she naked or 'commando' as some of you call it... and, if she is wearing underwear is it cottony or silk... i really don't care... but, it is erotic to think about it... I couldn't ask her... and, there i was... working out... again... really, really, really minding my own business... She started the conversation by telling me she was going to move nearer to the office... i may have mentioned that from my last post... can't remember... as you know... me... being a simple man... i get messed up when a melonlicious woman scantilly clad is within two feet of me and is bouncing on an elliptical machine as if she doesn't have a care in the world... she was wearing a dark outfit again... OMG... I don't know how I didn't faint on the machine... trying to suppress a humongous, gigantic hard-on that was trying to split my shorts... but, I tried... meanwhile she continues talking and Kelly Clarkson is singing to me in the background... OMG... "Yeah I'm gonna try to give you every little part of me Every single detail you missed with your eyes Then maybe Maybe, yeah maybe..." -- Kelly Clarkson - "Maybe" Even though she cut her hair, she still moves her body and that hair flows from side to side... but, unlike the vision from this morning, it does not cover her breasts... no, those melonlicious beauties are speaking to me... blotting out the salient points of her conversation, because I am staring... and, i don't give a fuck... I didn't ask her to come work out next to me... I didn't ask her to look mighty fine for me... I was just there soaking up the sunshine... Then she asks me what I'm doing for the weekend... I tell her that i will probably head up to Winstar and try my luck at poker... she is going to dinner in Fort Worth with a ... no, I didn't invite myself... I said... that that was nice, and I hoped that she had a good time... before i knew it, i was sitting on 600+ calorie work out... I hadn't done a workout like that in a long, long, long time... and, I was exhausted... so, I bid her farewell... she said she enjoyed our chat... I was mostly in 'listen' mode... but, she did ask me for my opinion on a couple of topics... and, then, i went and took a cold shower... Hanah Reid of London Grammar, took me by surprise... "And where are you now Without a sound Are you there And face in the crowd Feet over harsh ground Are you there somewhere Maybe, maybe, maybe Maybe, darling..." -- London Grammar "Maybe" The theme in this blog... was -- Maybe -- thanks for reading my little pretties... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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You must have felt like you had hit the jackpot-2 very different, melonlicious breasted women, picking you to chat with. They obviously are comfortable with you and no doubt very aware of the effect they have on you. It is such a fine line to be wary of-being physically attracted and flirtatious with younger co-workers and to not to take it further. Sounds like you had an arousing start and finish to your day. 
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You must have felt like you had hit the jackpot-2 very different, melonlicious breasted women, picking you to chat with. They obviously are comfortable with you and no doubt very aware of the effect they have on you. It is such a fine line to be wary of-being physically attracted and flirtatious with younger co-workers and to not to take it further. Sounds like you had an arousing start and finish to your day. Thanks for commenting on my blog. I felt pretty good about the two encounters. This blog was written to show another side of me... The one that has feelings and imagination. But, also deals with reality as opposed to fiction. I guess what I am writing is that these women are coming to me freely and openly... and, I'm not just jumping in and taking advantage of a situation... For that is not my way... I'm not a saint... Just a simple man!!! Thanks again... Have a great day!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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You must have felt like you had hit the jackpot-2 very different, melonlicious breasted women, picking you to chat with. They obviously are comfortable with you and no doubt very aware of the effect they have on you. It is such a fine line to be wary of-being physically attracted and flirtatious with younger co-workers and to not to take it further. Sounds like you had an arousing start and finish to your day. I luv that profile pic!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi BiggLala. Thanks for your comments... You do like to open up for new music, don't you? I think that you will like the first "Maybe" song... The lyrics, the voice, the melody... As far as the next steps with these women, in treading lightly as I think the getting into is a lot easier than the getting out of... Enjoy!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi curious woman. As always, a pleasure reading your responses!!! Doubts always come after the fact. So, the promises that people make don't always get kept. We have to be wary of what we say and what we agree to... There is always risk in love and war. With this "true" story I was letting you in on some real life situations I am dealing with. My towel is not falling off... I am not concerned with the lack of intimate moments or studies about them... Just sharing bits and pieces if a simple man's life... Thanks again for your comments!!! Have a great day!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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I do like music and when I get a good song I like I do listen to it many times. Good luck with your co worker and remember she is working with you! hugsssssss V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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I do like music and when I get a good song I like I do listen to it many times. Good luck with your co worker and remember she is working with you! hugsssssss V Thanks for your comments... I didn't think I was the only one that listened to a song they like over and over. Thanks for the good luck wishes... I need it... And, I am being careful with both co-workers!!! Have a great day!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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