Just random words

A few years a go i met the Married man and i will admit that, in a big way… i did happen to kind of fall for him. Lots. Nothing too hectic happened between myself and the Married man, baring a lunch… a few drinks.. amazing kisses.. a hand down my pants… and his cock in my mouth.

The moment that the last few above mentioned points took place.. i KNEW.. i just KNEW that – if i had to follow this course of action. I would be fucked. And not in the way that had my panties wet. The way that would leave me, sitting at my phone… checking my sms’es on the minute… wondering… hoping.

And i was in no way going to be *that* girl.

As i drove home from Moyo Zoo lake, i deleted his number and then his email address, and then blocked him off my IM…. and decided that that was that.

As with all things that one makes a choice not to do, it doesn’t just make it GO AWAY.

But of course life goes on… And now and again you think of him… of how well you connected.. of the fun you had… how interesting he was… how beautiful you thought his cock was.

Until one day, while online… i unblocked the Married man. I don’t know exactly why… curiosity, interest… not wanting to regret something. Or just pure interest  – in would he remember me… has he ever thought of me…?! Low and behold… he pop’s up… hi there Stranger…

And of course, it’s like we never stopped talking. He is just as interesting as i remember… and just as sexy. AND he now lives in Austrialia. Could be anymore perfect…. Especially when i get a “I might be in SA next month, would you be interested in catching up?!” Would i…? Before i knew it… i had given him my number.

*this* is the girl i wanted to be.

A week ago i got an email.. “Hi sexy, i’ll be in JHB next week. Lets meet up. xxx”