Dream, Fantasy, Truth or Fiction

It happens so quickly. The look. From beneath my lashes, a quick glance towards the man coming towards me. Not to me as I don't know him. Yet. But Id like to. I think. He looks attractive, hes well dressed and carries himself well. Theres something about him that makes me want to watch him move. Its graceful but in a commanding way. My breaths become shallow and I moisten my lips. My heart beats faster.

I slide my book to the edge of the table and just as he passes my table I push it off so it falls. It works. I start to reach for it as he bends his knees to come all the way down and as he reaches the book my hand covers his. Our eyes meet, mine in delight and his in surprise. I smile and tell him that he has something of mine and he says its only fair as you have something of mine. This confuses me and I must have looked it as he gave this low husky chuckle. 'My hand' he says. 'you have my hand'. I look down and feel my cheeks redden. I let go of his hand and he says hes charmed to find someone still able to blush. Which makes me redden even more.

He sits down across from me and them asks if its OK. I ask him if its customary to ask after the act is already done. He laughs and I feel myself smile. I ask him if he was worried that the seat was already taken by someone else and that they might return any moment. He leans back in the seat and lifts one side of his lips in a knowing smile. He says hes not worried.

This turns me on. His confidence. I lean forward and notice his gaze dip to my cleavage. I see him lick his lips. I smile slowly and his gaze slowly moves up to meet mine. I arch an eyebrow in question. He leans in so we are closer and says in an urgent voice 'If I were to ask you to come with me so I can buy you a drink, would you say no'.

I lean forward enough that I can smell the faint scent of his cologne, my eyes close as I commit this moment to memory and I answer him with 'it depends on how you ask'. I lean all the way back in my seat and smile not knowing what it is he will be doing next. He stands up and leans all the way over the table, his hands on the edges and moves his face close to mine and leans his cheek on mine and against my ear says softly, 'you got my attention with pushing the book off the table'.

Theres no way he could have missed my shallow breaths when I heard his comment. I didn't move and he didn't move. The all of a sudden I feel lips lips capture my earlobe and tug it into his move. It felt hot, wet and oh so good. I felt myself tighten between my legs and I I find my lower lip in between my teeth as he releases my earlobe with a slight bite and pull.

All I could think of to say was, 'that wasn't a question' Which made him laugh and I joined him in the laughter. Oh this would be good...

400 - is it possible?

The pot of soup is still being stirred and here is someone that you may have read about in previous posts.

SE is still around trying to find a way inside my bedroom. More so inside my underwear, location doesn't seem important to him it seems. He sends me random photos of himself in various states of undress. Which I find amusing. the following is an exchange via texts. I also entertained the thought of finding a way to showcase what I do collect in my inbox other than salacious and titillating emails and in this case photos. I am undecided and I like my privacy so Ill need to make sure to keep theirs as well.

I still find him very attractive, I still rank him high on the making out dept and if I could convince him to only make out we would have hell of a make out session. As often as we could manage. I'm not sure that he would be satisfied with that and not push for more. Truthfully... its that good that I'm not even sure that I wouldn't push for more. Its probably safer this way.


SE - *photo of SE* in some form of undress, showing off his body in fine form.

Darling - SE... are you sure that you meant to send that photo to me? Not that I am complaining :)

SE - Yes of course. Now you send me a topless one.

Darling - You know that's not how it works.

SE - Yes it does lol

Darling - You've seen the real thing so a photo would not do it justice :)

SE - Can I see the real thing again then? :) and soon would be better

Darling - Not when you keep leaving in the middle of conversations.

*we bumped into each other at some point prior to this text session and someone I hadn't seen in a long time stopped when they saw me and we had a few things to say to each other to be polite and when I turned SE had pulled a disappearing act.

SE - I promise if I see the real thing in my bed I wont leave in the middle.

Darling - You are trouble :)

SE - So is that a yes or a no?

... * i don't reply for a while as I am attracted to him and I enjoy making out with him but I'm not sure that I want to get myself involved in this.

SE - Hey you didn't answer me

Darling - How about we keep things as they are. I don't want to let things get weird.

SE - No

Darling - Not the answer you wanted to get?

SE - No but the one I expected.

Darling - You start sending that photo around and I'm sure you will get offers... more than you can handle.

SE - Just want you

Darling - Sweet talker :)

SE - I hear what you're saying but that doesn't mean Ill stop trying.

So a question to the gentlemen. Is it possible to "not go all the way" and just enjoy the foreplay?

399 Privacy

Privacy. I'm a big fan of it. Mine especially. Whether its going out with friends, family or being with a group of coworkers. Theres something about a camera that Im not 100% comfortable with. For a number of reasons.

First my own issues about not being photogenic. I know some people say that but I really believe it. Ive been told its in my head. Possible. Im not discounting it. People will argue with me on this point. But maybe its because thats what it is. My issue. A picture is worth a thousand words and Im just the type to want to be the one to convey what I want to convey and the candid shots people have on facebook or myspace at bars and such are just not me.

Im just saying its not me. People will say its all in my head and well it very well might be.

The kind of information that people share about themselves is a little scary somtimes. Im careful because I hear of things that might happen and Id like to think that ive taken precaution and not like ive just handed myself over on a silver platter.

If theres anything to be had on a silver platter to be enjoying I will be on it and I will not be scared and run to the officials because someone found out details about me on the internet where everyone can see.

My sharing online goes this far. Me blogging :)

I have thought of posting photos of random things other than myself. Thought of.