So once again life stepped in and fantasy was put on the back burner. Why is it we are prepared to place on hold our own feelings to satisfy others? The demands of work, being a wife and mother took over from my own wish to satisfy my desire....or was it that nerves overtook me and I began to question 'could I do this?', 'this is wrong', 'could I live with myself afterwards', questions I had gone over time and time again....
So an update, where were we? Oh yes, the meet with mr I was on the cards! Well it happened, I met this tall, fairly good looking guy, he was smartly dressed and well spoken, a little twinkle in his eye but a true gent all the time we talked over a glass or two of wine, he was pleasant, talked a lot about himself, as if to impress maybe? Or to coverup his obvious nerves! Seeing this in him filled me with confidence, that I could have this affect on another man!
Upon leaving he walked me to my car, as he drew close I felt his warm breath as he lent down to kiss me, his arms closing as he pulled me to him, his breath becoming sharper as our kisses grew in intensity.
His hand lowered grazung my back and moving further down squeezing my right bum cheek, pulling me towards him as I felt the obvious affect of our embrace. His other hand cupped my breast and then lowered until he brushed over the front of my pussy tracing the edge of my pantie line with his finger. His breath was short as we parted and there was the unsaid moment when I believe if situation would have allowed things would have progressed....but.....we left each other both going our separate ways, him saying he would be in touch me thinking maybe, just maybe he was the one!!!
Lips x
