Recent Blog: BARE FOOT MANIACS BAREFOOTMANIACS.COM couldn't believe what I had just said. My heart and soul wanted to comfort him, to reach out and tell him I was equally infatuated with him as he was me. But I knew our relationship would never work. So I left it at that. We finished our meal quietly and politely. Of course he paid and tipped generously. We parted at the lobby door with a simple hug. I had to fight to hold back the impulse to kiss him. Neither one of us looked at the other as we each walked our separate ways.
As I drove home, I felt tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. I should have never flirted with him; this was entirely my fault. Colin is not stupid, but he is a man. Men have needs, and I tempted him. Now we have a situation where both of our careers are on the line. Although I was very upset at the outcome, I knew I had done the right thing by turning him away.
That night as I crawled into bed, I couldn't help but wonder what Colin could possibly be doing at that exact moment. With the lights off, I stared into the darkness and imagined his face: his masculine chin with 5-o'clock shadow, the crows feet at the corners of his eyes, and oh, those blue eyes. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was resting on my genitals and slowly working in circles. My fingers found a way into my green panties as I imagined how Colin would look above me on the bed. Oh the things I would do to him if he was in bed with me, I thought.
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