30 Something

Okay, technically I haven't had sex since last November. BG doesn't count because we simply kiss and touch each other. So Price calls me to tell me he will be at a conference in Peoria and he wants me to come visit--have dinner, hang out, etc. Initially I told him I'd show up, but as the time got closer and I needed to do a lot of cleaning I changed my mind, that is until I called him to tell him I changed my mind. He simply asked me if I was there and I just replied that I hadn't left yet. Dag, foot in my mouth. So an hour passses and I decided to get on the road and I make it to the P by 7. We hang out for a little bit and then go to Chilli's for a couple of appetizers and dessert. The whole time he's talking sex. Man, does he think about anything else? In the back of my mind I liked it, but I was trying to be brave and strong. I wanted to participate by talking dirty but grrrrr, he's a married man and I've had enough with BG. On our way back to his hotel room to pick up my phone and get a few things, he let me know that I could stay the night. He kept joking and flirting with me. Secretly I was happy that he asked but didn't want to jump at the chance, so I played it cool until we go into the room and I asked him for something to wear to bed. We got to bed and as tired as I was I couldn't fall asleep for anything. Ugh, I wanted to touch him so badly. I tossed and he tossed and finally in the middle of the night he gets up and goes to his computer. WTF? He decided he needed to finish typing a paper for his class--AT 3AM! He got back into bed and the alarm goes off at 5:30. I did't get up, but I inched my face closer to his. I knew eventually he would bite--figuratively. He did. OMG, I love the way he kissed me. The tingle went immediately to my nether regions. Aaaghh! I pulled back and tried to push him away, but his body was calling me. I felt him against me and I wanted to grab it to see if it was worth it. OMG, IT WAS!!!!!!!!! I don't remember when, but my shirt was up and he was pacifying himself with my nipples. I wanted to scream. He pinned me beneath himself and started grinding. I started wimpering. I wanted him so badly. He wanted to taste me I pushed him away. He kept pulling and pulling at his pajama pants that I had on, I didn't want him to stop. In the back of my mind I was just thinking how much I was going to pay for this. I finally let him take my pants off and he kept rubbing me in the right spot with his long, thick pole. I just knew if he kept going I was going to exploded. He said he wanted to taste me, I said I wanted him to fuck me. Buuuuttttttt, we didn't have any condoms. Dangit. We were just at Walmart the night before. I walked right past the prophlatics. Why oh why? We finally peeled ourselves away from each other long enough for me to go to the bathroom. I felt so stupid. He walked me to the door to go to my car. I reached to hug him, he was kind of awkward. I ignored it and hugged him anyway. I got to work late. My students were waiting on me. I felt like a dork. Ugh!!

So I call Price after work to chat about our little fiasco. He feined ignorance. He kept laughing and giggling. I wanted to tell him to shut up. I was in a crisis and he was taking it lightly. Dag, we almost cheated on your wife--big time, I wanted to scream at him. I wanted him to hug me, I wanted to tell him that I never wanted to see or talk to him again, but he was giggling. My hormones are all screwed up and he was giggling. My emotions are all screwed up and he was giggling. I wanted to drive to Peoria and FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF HIM, but he was giggling. I need to go pray to Jesus for forgiveness.

Labels: curse my hormones and my emotions

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