First Love 4.
It was our Christmas party at work last night (Friday). I think the girls in my department were all determined to have sex and came dressed accordingly in lots of make-up and short skirts and tight tops. This year it was Justin, in the furniture department, who was their choice, and there was a great deal of jealousy between them about who might get him. Even I find him attractive, but as well as having a nice smile, a nice bottom, nice manners and no girlfriend, I think my friends like him because they say he has something strong and big in his pants.....and then they always giggle.
When my co-workers talk about men and sex, I pretend to be not interested. But whatever they say remains in my mind. So now when I see Justin at snack-time, I don't just see him but also remember what my friends have said about him. I try to glance at his pants whenever I think he's not looking - just to see if the girls are just teasing or not. And from what I've seen, I think they are telling the truth.
I've told you that I used to intend to wait until I was married to my boyfriend before having sex with him, but it's becoming more and more difficult to wait when I'm not even engaged. If he'd already asked me, and if I knew that I was to be married in a few weeks or months, I think I could wait. But I just don't know when my marriage will happen. And because sex is on my mind all the time, I seem to see sex everywhere.
Perhaps it was a mistake going to the Christmas party, because what I saw and heard there last night just made me want to give in to my boyfriend right away.
So much so that I have telephoned him this morning - I couldn't help it. I hope he doesn't think I'm a cheap girl, offering up my puki to him. But I really want to see him again and let him lead me gently towards having sex with him. Even if I'm still nervous of letting go, I seem to be led onwards all the time. I just don't seem to be in control of myself any more....
I keep thinking of the couple at the party who were doing it in one of the cubicles in the ladies toilet. I could hear the door banging, and I was excited by the sheer wildness of it. I just stood there listening to their eager love making. I could just see one of her ankles with her panties around them and hear the rhythmic thud of the door against its hinges as I supposed he thrust into her. My heart beat with excitement as I heard them giving it to each other, and I wondered if I could ever be like that.
And I can't help feeling jealous that it was one of my co-workers who got Justin. She's not even very good looking. I tried not to stare at them across the room, but I was fascinated by the slow, sure progress of his hand up her leg, the way she threw her head back and explored between his legs, and then the sensual kissing of her neck and ears. And then they were gone into the darkness of the storeroom, and all I could think about for the rest of the evening was that long titi of his being thrust into her puki.
to be continued (after my date tonight with my boyfriend)