Aug 31, 2005 18:52
So I thought I was all through with this. But, alas, it was not meant to be. A year older and none the wiser it would seem. Still the same mother fuckers at work. Gotta love 'em. More "Yes, I'd love to" and "No, that shouldn't be a problem" and "Yes, I'd love to re-write that for the eighteenth fucking time". What is wrong with bosses, people? Is it that they have the need to feel superior? Mine is short, and all along I have thought THAT was his problem. But now I think it's because he hasn't been laid in God knows how long now. I don't even think he'd know what to do if a wet pussy fell in his face. Woah, I guess I have an anger management issue, or twenty.
Moving on. The giant I work with (very tall, very large) propositioned me again. I'm not sure if I should be offended or flattered. It would be a serious crime against womanhood if his cock wasn't as big as I think it is, but do I REALLY need to see it for myself? Probably not. Plus the whole garment wearing thing is a HUGE turn-off. I'm sure it wouldn't be a fabulous outcome even if we did fuck like rabbits. He's probably one of those premature ejaculators and I most certainly don't need any more of that, thank you very much. Just the same, it's something to think about. Pretty boy, on the other hand, is seriously making me think. I just thought he was gonna be all straight as an arrow, but I'm starting to think he's just a little freaky. He's started to want me to look at his very (VERY) toned upper torso. Shows me all the time... "What do you think?" he asks. For what seemed like forever I just sat there staring. I mean I see him every day at work. My crush has long since changed to sisterly love. And now I'm all sputtering and I actually think I was drooling, before I blurted out "Nice." Nice? NICE??? Puuulease. **smack forehead** NICE?? It was beautiful. Smooth. Dark. And the nipples. My God, the nipples. I just wanted to reach out and bite them. No wonder I'm always behind at work. A little too much sexual tension going on at the office. Makes me want to sneak some tequila in my coffee mug.
I've come to the somewhat painful conclusion that Mr. Self-Destruct (my new pet name for him) is really, and I do mean really here folks, addicted to women. He's always said he was addicted to pussy, but this is more. Much more. And it's a little unbearable at times. Not always, mind you, just some times. I'm not sure if he KNOWS that it is shitty to go on and on about the woman's feet he took pictures of all weekend. I mean honestly.... I don't get all hot and horny hearing this. What am I supposed to say "Oooohhh she sounds lovely sweet pea, should I suck on your cock now?" Fuck. I'm trying to be cool (by that I mean not start blubbering about how I want him to take pictures of MY feet) and act interested but down deep I'm just thinking how many times are you going to tell me that women are attracted to you? I get it. You're hot. You know it. They know it. EVERYONE KNOWS IT! But I do have to say that I turn to a total idiot, fucked ten ways to Sunday when he turns that charm my way. And I know exactly what I'm getting myself into here. I just needed to release that from my ever so cramped brain. One less bit of self loathing to think about at the moment. Plenty more where that came from. But, still, I love him. He's just that kinda guy that makes you want more torture.
So I've missed doing this. It's so personal, yet anonymous. Perfect.