conversation - 2
12:00 a.m.<>2002-02-14
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conversation, part 2
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'wait a minute. 'some of them'? are you saying that you had impure thoughts about someone other than me?'
'maybe. are you shocked?'
'i am both shocked and appalled. betrayed. wounded, even.'
'hee hee.'
'did you actually giggle right there?'
'wow, i think i just did. how weird.'
'i don't even know who you are. so who - other than me, of course - were you having these lustful thoughts about, anyway?'
'oh i probably shouldn't tell you, now that i know how you react. i shouldn't have mentioned anything in the first place.'
'come on. i promise to keep my raging, psychotic, homicidal jealousy under control.'
'well, since you put it that way. okay...hm, this is strange!'
'it'll pass. go on. i'm literally aching with suspense here.'
'okay...i was thinking about...do you know brian, from my work?'
'what, that guy with the spiky hair? you're kidding.'
'guy with the spiky - ew! no way! you're thinking of aaron. that's gross!'
'believe me, that's what i was thinking. i'm so relieved it's not that guy. i figured you had better taste than that. so who's brian?'
'you know brian. you met him at the christmas party. he's tall, dark haired, kind of thin...'
'you don't mean the scarecrow?'
'he is not a scarecrow! you're mean. he's just kind of thin, like i said.'
'he has to run around in the shower to get wet.'
'he's a runner! they're all thin. anyway - do you want me to go on or not?'
'no, i do. i'm sorry. please, go on. i'll keep my comments about stick man to myself.'
'see that you do, mister. anyway, you know how brian's got a bit of a crush on me?'
'i seem to remember that from the party. he seemed pretty smitten. not that i blame him for that, of course.'
'right. well, i've eaten lunch with him a couple of times, and he's always finding excuses to come over to my desk, or talk to me in the hall. i suppose i should find that creepy, but...'
'but what? why don't you?'
'i don't know. he's just really nice, i don't get a bad feeling from him, and also...well, he just smells really good, you know?'
'i'm afraid i don't. your boss made me stop sniffing your coworkers, remember?'
'smartypants. but take it from me, he does. i don't know if it's his cologne, or the shampoo he uses or what, but whenever i'm around him, i...hmm.'
'you what?'
'to be completely honest, i get this urge to lick his naked body from head to toe. and to stop at some interesting places in between.'
'he smells that good.'
'he does. i can't be around him without getting hot. and since he's over at my desk quite a bit throughout the day, it means i usually stay pretty hot when i'm at work.'
'wow, i had no idea. does he have any idea that you're attracted to him?'
'oh, yes. i flirt shamelessly with him. which is probably why he's been finding all those excuses to run into me in the hallway, come to think of it.'
'no doubt. i know i would, if you were flirting shamelessly at me. speaking of hot, by the way, this conversation is making me that way.'
'well, i'm glad you're enjoying it, and not being overcome by your psychotic jealousy.'
'oh, i'll kill him and break up with you later, mark my words. right now, however, i want you to keep talking.'
'that sounds fair. now where was i?'
'restraining yourself from licking the length of his naked body, i think.'
'right. well, that's who i've been thinking of. other than you, that is, my sweet.'
'we'll get back to me later. tell me more about brian.'
'okay, since you asked for it...last night, when i was walking to my car after work, i had this fantasy about him.'
'do tell.'
'as i was unlocking the door, i had this sudden vision of him coming up from behind me and just grabbing me.'
'mmm, and how was he grabbing you, exactly.'
'roughly. i imagined his body crashing into mind all of a sudden, in the darkness of the parking lot, with his hands reaching around to squeeze my breasts and his lips against my ear.'
'how did you react, in your fantasy?'
'well, you know me, and in real life if a guy did that to me, i probably would haul off and punch him in the adam's apple. but in the fantasy, i did nothing. i mean - i struggled a bit, but i didn't yell or anything like that.'
'why not?'
'because even though i was scared, i was excited too, and i didn't want to draw attention to us. plus, it was brian, so even in this scenario, i knew it was someone i could trust, not some random stranger assaulting me.'
'that makes sense. so what happened then?'
'he had me pinned up against the car door, biting my earlobe and grabbing my breasts with one hand. the other had trapped both my wrists and was holding them above my head, along the roof of the car. he didn't say anything. in fact, the only way i knew it was brian was by the smell. as soon as he started pressing against me, i caught a whiff of his scent and knew it was him.'
'how did you feel when you smelled him next to you?'
'mmm....aroused. instantly aroused. especially when i felt his hot breath against my ear and my neck. and then he forced his leg in between mine from behind, so that i was pinned against the car even more....it wasn't long before i started grinding my hips against his thigh...'
'whew.'
'yeah. do you want me to go on?'
'more than i've ever wanted anything in the world. really. but first, i think i'm wearing a few too many clothes here...'
'what are you wearing? you asked me, but i didn't ask you.'
'i'm still in my work clothes, pretty much. shirt, slacks, undies.'
'oh, then you must absolutely make yourself more comfortable, by all means.'
'i intend to. hold on for a moment.'
'...'
'okay, i'm back.'
'goodie. and what are you wearing now?'
'not much, just my boxers.'
'mmm, yummy. i can just picture you lying there in that hotel room, on some bed that who knows how many people have made love in or masturbated in...'
'i hadn't thought about that. that's pretty sexy. but - hey! let's get back to you.'
'yes, let's. where was i?'
'pinned up against a car in the dark, grinding your hips against brian's leg...'
'oh, right...'
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