As I believe I might have mentioned earlier, here and in a text to UG, I am crazy horny today. It’s kind of pissing me off. I almost got angry with him for not being able to fuck me. I need dick, man. I need it bad.
All I want in the whole world is his hot breath in my ear, telling me what he’s going to do to me. I want to feel the roughness of his beard, the heat of his skin, his hands, mouth, cock.
If I didn’t like him, I wouldn’t care. I would entice him to come to my house and give it to me until I can’t take anymore. I’d get what I want and to hell with the consequences. But I do and I won’t. Not that he would. I guess we’ll never know.
I’m old and wise enough to know that these feelings will pass within the next couple of days. I don’t need to do something senseless and stupid that will cause me future regret and misery.
I bet a thousand dollars that I don’t have and will never pay that he will text me tonight. Wanting to tell me naughty things and ease my swollen mess of nerve endings between my legs. It won’t be enough, though.
I want more, dammit, and I want it right now! Stomp, stomp, stomp, boo hoo, crap. This sucks. Guess I’ll just wait out the clock…