Let’s Just Be Friends ~ I call, Bullshit!

“Let’s Just Be Friends” from the male perspective.    

Lots of fun-tastic writings on these 4 words at Urban Dictionary.com, so until I write my next blog proper, here’s a little taste from there…..

 “Let’s Just Be Friends”

 

……..What a girl says to you when she’d rather be with an asshole who will use her, abuse her, and eventually break her heart, even though she knows that you would never do those things to her.

 

When a girl says to you, “let’s just be friends”, that’s like your mom telling you, “the dog died, but you can still keep it if you want to.”

 

 

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…….You aren’t enough of an asshole for me to show interest in you, as I’d rather be treated like shit by men whose IQs rival my shower drain than actually give you the time of day.

 

 

You see, if I carefully thought about the things I really want in a relationship (and indeed the very things that I tell you that I want), rest assured you would be off the charts! But I learned at an early age to completely misrepresent everything I really want just to see you writhe in emotional agony, so that I know I have you completely under my power.

 

So instead of actually pursuing a relationship with you which likely has a great chance of success, I’d rather try to pursue some dick who is lacking even the most basic level of moral decency and whom I could never possibly maintain a friendship with, let alone a serious relationship! But gee, I’d sure like for you to stick around so I can have someone to confide in when he treats me miserably without ever having to actually reciprocate anything you are feeling.

And besides, are you really “feeling” anything in the first place? I thought that men didn’t have emotions. Whatever; even if you say you do I’m just going to discredit and invalidate everything you feel because it’s clearly less important than my drive to conquer and tame that asshole at the bar who just told me to blow him while his buddy fucks me from behind. What a dick! Although he is kind of cute, his buddy too…

Oh, you’re still here?

 

Working Overtime

Since you’ve moved up onto my floor from your original home down in Accounting, it’s been pretty obvious to me, that we’ve both been watching each other, thinking about ourselves entangled within each other, wanting each other.

 

The difficulty is that we’re both married, or both have been up until this point, but now I am free to explore this, and yet you are not,.

 

But here we are again, taking an extra glance at each other, as we pass by each other’s desks, meeting spaces, or in the kitchen, by the photocopier, passing each other in the halls. Where ever it may be, since we’ve first begun working on the same floor, we very often undress each other wiith our eyes. And there is that ever building tension, of want, lust, anticipation, and no ability to act.

 

You totally turn me on, driving me fucking wild, you with your hair tightly done up in a bun, your chique designer eyeglasses, you small but rather perky tits, always seem to be bouncing in my direction. Your pale skin, your proper business woman demeanor. I doubt that side of you is always there. You’re that naughty account gone wild as soon as the right opportunity comes along and for this moment, I fantasize about your lips wrapped around mine, about your sexiest pair of underwear, whether or not you enjoy anal play like a good girl should? Do you ever really wear a thong, does your husband really satisfy you and drive you wild and how do we always seem to be working all this overtime together at the same time of year, once again, it’s later in the evening and you and I are the lone soles in this place.

 

You walk by, a smile, a smirk and as you walk away I watch you, observe you from behind, and again I am undressing you. Of course you again look back and catch me glancing, but you like it and I know it, and I like it, my cock begins to throb in my boxers and it it yearning to be released, in and all around you.

 

I thought to myself, for once I am going to take that chance and ask if you want to go grab a drink, we’re both working so hard, and we’re both in need of this. And you said yes, and here we are now, exploring each other at some no-tell-motel just down the road from the bar.

 

And you are the naughty accountant I thought you were and I’m not just the clean cut guy next door I come across as.

 

And here you are your face buried into the top of the desk as my thick, meaty cock pounds away at you from behind, you’re wet incredibly wet, and you moan as if a woman who has something she really badly needs to get off her chest. I slow down, pull out a little bit and tease your beautiful pink pussy lips with the tip of my cock, and just when you think I may be done, when there may be room for breathing once again, I spank your ass and jolt my cock back deep into you. You moan yet again and I lighten things up and suggest that this is the best overtime I’ve ever put in and you can’t agree more.

 

Your hair is now down and messy from when you first knelt down before me, unzipped my pants, stroked my cock firm and then began sucking on it, ever so slowly at first, followed by long and hard. You’re so good, someone knows their way around a cock, knows their way in satisfying a man. And I almost came right then and there, but alas my 2nd wind. I cannot decide when you have looked more sexy, and I really don’t care to know now whether you ever wear a thong, because right now your ass is about to be showcased like a trophy shelf, and I’ve got the trophy to place on it, in it.

 

It’s tight and you squirm, but I tell that it is a squirm of approval, a squirm of complete utter satisfication. I grab a little of your hair and harness you as I continue to explore your ass, it feels so good and I’m so ready to explode inside of you, or perhaps on your belly, or in your mouth. The options are plentiful.

 

And then it happens, your blackberry launches into a steady ring, I glance over to the end table and see it is him, “Nick”. You two are rocky at best, but yet you’re still not an available woman and I just a recently available guy. You fumble and try to grab for the phone but now I am so turned on at the sight, I unleash a great load of satisfaction into your ass, and you’re frantic, you must grab the phone, but you need quiet, you don’t need the flow of my cum in your ass or anything else as a pleasant distraction.

 

You gasp as you say “hey” and he responds with “why do you sound like you’re out of breath”? “Just ran up the office stairs for the phone”.

 

You say you won’t be much longer, that you’re pretty much done for the night, as I thrust my cock one last time in your ass and whisper “that’s for sure”.

 

I can sense the sly smirk from your lips, I just can’t see them from where I sit.

Once again we’ve been working overtime, but this time in particular, we sure got a lot accomplished!

You Just Never Know When

Sometimes life just surprises you with the unexpected in the most unexpected time and place. This is just the introduction to perhaps something or perhaps nothing, but it’s a fun start..My weekend evening started off with high expectations not really met. “Amber” a woman who I had been getting know and I were set to meet up in person for the first time. Drinks and conversation to see if there was an in-person attraction / connection. 

A few hours spent with her, and although very attractive, I had nothing more to say to her other than “I’d love to fuck, how about you” and of course I wasn’t about to say that and then.

So as we prepared to part our separate ways, a friend (with occasional benefits) of mine “Crystal” sent me a text message. She was pretty close by having some drinks with some co-workers. She had recently move into a new apartment and I just hadn’t been around and in the city to see it. Probably the other reason would be that I knew if she got me into her new place, that we’d definately christen it, and I had been trying to be a good boy as of late, no hope in that I suppose”.

So I went to what I thought was pick her up from the restaurant/bar, she wasn’t outside. I called her, she told me that her co-workers had just ordered her another drink, so why not come down and join them? It was still fairly early so I thought what the hell, one drink and then we’ll leave and check out her new place.

So when I arrived to the bottom floor of the open concept bar, I was surprised to find “Crystal” in the company of two young and very hot female co-workers and that was it. Things were looking up. And the drinks were flowing for all involved.

The one girl “Amanda” was married but still the view from where we all sat and the personality, was more than a treat. She had unbelievable, perky breasts, barely tucked into this top that came with some amazingly low neck line, why bother at all I thought to myself.

The other girl “Nicole” was stunning as well, but single and hunting. A beautiful body, smile that could light up a room, an outgoing and explorative personality, I was caught in the web immediately.

She turned out to be quite a flirtatous girl as well, as “Crystal” talked of pictures she had shown to them of me before, and “Nicole” was upset she hadn’t been shown a picture of me swimming in a pool at “Crystal’s” old pad, let along wondering why I couldn’t have been naked in the photo and now for her to see.

At one point, they discussed the fact that they would be sharing a room together shortly at an upcoming wedding, “Amanda, Crystal, Nicole, and Amanda’s hubby”. The conversation quickly turned to 3 girls on 1 guy fun, and at some point just after that “Nicole” looked me in the eyes and said “I bet you’ve experienced 3 women before”. My look probably said it all… “Okay 2 women at once before” she said. I smirked and blushed and came up with one recovery oneliner that made her laugh.

Then I began suddenly envisioning “Nicole” as the 2nd woman in my birthday MFF fantasy, more of that to come in my next blog. But “Crystal and Nicole” were co-workers, and no idea whether “Nicole” indulged at all in exploring with the women.

I stayed for a few more drinks and much more flirtation, got up and announced it was time for me to head out, and received a great big hug and grope from “Nicole”. I quickly groped her ass as a way of say what I wanted to say in return and then headed home alone while “Crystal” stayed with her girls for one last nightcap.

The next morning, I awoke to a message from “Crystal”. “Nicole’ had given her a nice big kiss good night.

Wow, this really could be I thought. We’ll have to see how the next couple of weeks go, whether “Crystal and Nicole” broach the subject, but it should be an interesting few weeks indeed.

The Minister’s Daughter

One day I was browsing through profiles and picture on one of the more popular hook-up websites for adults interested in exploration and fun, when I came across her. Her profile pictures didn’t quite match the website. Innocent pictures of a girl-next-door posing fully clothed on a rock beside a river. She had a few other profile pictures all pg-13 in a website full on hot sweaty breasts, rock hard cocks, and exposed pussy lips. This intrigued me, I almost wondered if she was on here by mistake.

I emailed her regardless, she responded rather promptly to my mail message, her name was Dana, and very soon after that, I was sharing in writing with Dana, a stranger fantasy that I wanted to play out, and possibly play out with her….

I present the “stranger fantasy” to you.

I am the confident, out of towner in town on business. Staying at a lovely suite near the Airport, I wander into the hotel bar/bar restaurant attached to the hotel after a long, stressful day of hammering out deals. I am dressed in a button down business shirt and tie, dress pants and come in with my laptop bag. You are a local woman, perhaps a business professional yourself, perhap a worker at one of the nearby shops, restaurants, clubs. You have stopped into this bar for a quick drink, and done so alone. I immediately
am captured by your beauty and sly-like innocence as I enter the bar. I quickly grab a drink but don’t take my eyes off you much. I walk over, ask if I can join you at your table,
you curiously but reluctantly accept all along I am getting a magnificant vantage point of your ample slightly exposed cleavage. I feel my cock stirring with arousal underneath my business wear. 

I buy you a drink, turns a couple, we do the small talk, learn a little about each other to not be trusting strangers but leave a lot out, leaving the mystery and intrigue at it’s maximum  and it is in the bar that we begin taking flirting with each other to the next level.

Light petting, probing hands under the table, I wonder if anyone is watching.  And you’re quite aroused by the heat in public, as a slowly career your inner thigh, slightly gliding my fingers over the silk panties you wear, circling in on that pussy underneath gathering wetness. As things heat up, I ask you if you’d like to take this back to my suite, you agree.

We hit the elevator and as soon as the doors close we engulph each other, hands
everywhere, some pieces of clothing being pushed to the brink, erotic kissing and probing. I slide my tongue down your throat and you instantly return the favour.

The elevator doors open, we refrain for just a moment, I slide the door key to reveal a beautiful suite with a jacuzzi for two, wine on ice, candles etc. We don’t spend much more than a second admiring the background, the focus is on you and I, you and I exploring each other for the very first time, two relative strangers taking the ultimate risk of chance. I throw your coat down on the floor and shove you up against the wall, grab the back of your hair, tug on it while I resume shoving my tongue back down your throat. You winch a little and grab me in an ever strong bearhug, your hand moving down my spine as you end with cusping my ass ever so tight.

I tell you to trust me you say yes, I ask you if you trust me, you hesitate slightly but say yes. I say to you that I want your senses to be heightened the first I explore you, the slow licking, kissing, nibbling sucking all over your body from hair to foot, I want you to anticipate and not know my next move,  so I go into my bag of tricks, and pull out a blindfold, and gently pull it over your head, over you eyes, and I can sense you now breathing harder. I tear open your top revealing a sexy black see through top, I kiss your lips, your face, your eyes, your nose, side of your face over to your ears where I begin to lightly nibble, blow on your ear, and you let out a pleasurable gasp. I guide you over to a sofa chair and otteman, but before I sit you down you proceed to strip out of your top, completely exposing your beautiful, plentiful naked breasts to me for the first time, oh how I want to suck on them, blow on those hard nipples, take your breasts in my mouth, but first I up the ante, and strip myself down to black boxers, game on.

 

 

 

 

 I Sit you down and spread your legs I kneel in between them and rest your legs on the matching ottoman…

TBC

Introduction

Welcome to the inaugural blog of “My Erotic Mind”.

I am a business professional, 30ish, living in Canada, and by day I’m the clean cut, business type, but by night and whenever else my mind wanders, (and it wanders a fucking lot),  I am a openminded, vibrant, sexual explorer, a fantasizer, a voyeur, an exhibitionist, a lover of all things erotica, an exhibitionist, and a fantasy fullfiller.

This is my sacred but public space to reveal my fantasies, any action on fullfilling my fantasies, my dirty thoughts etc, somewhat anonomously and while always protecting the identity of the other people and playmates, but the stories, thoughts, fantasies, are always real. I invite comments, story telling and sharing, and your secret is safe with me.

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xo