I HOPE YOU CAN LEAVE!
I’m on the phone at break telling my mom about a trip I had just taken with my kids and Timothy comes out on the balcony and he hears the last of the conversation. As I’m telling my mom that I was sliding down a sliding board and how I was yelling and trying to hold on, he is mimicking me and smiling because he knows the amusement park that I am talking about, it’s one of his favorites. He goes back inside and after a few seconds I look inside only to see him leaving and I mumble “uh uh” he turns and smiles like “what”. I mumble again very fast because I don’t want my mom to hear or understand me, so I point to myself “where is my hug?” He walks toward me and points around the corner and I nod in agreement.
He comes over to me and gives me a hug and I drop my ear buds down and mute my phone. He runs his hands across my butt and slaps it and says “I know there is nothing under here”, and then he starts to lift my dress (I always get in trouble with these skirts and maxi dresses, or do I always look for trouble with these skirts and maxi dresses – you know, it’s something about riding a guy and you don’t have to take off anything, for real, you can just slide your dress up and your panties to the side…oh what a turn on).
He kisses me and kisses me and my eyes are closed and I hear him say “I’m gonna lift your dress, you leave it up until I get back over here from checking the door and then you’re gonna let me slide up in there”. He checks the door, its safe, he comes back, he has his d$ck out, he puts it in my hand, he kisses my neck, I want to say no, I want to say yes, I want to leave work, I want him to leave work.
He is talking about leaving work to my neck and below I am throbbing. He turns me around and is whispering some very nice things up and down the back of my neck, he reaches down with his right hand to see what is going on down there and I raise my leg a little so he can get a clear understanding of what I feel. He takes his left hand and cups my breast and that talking has turned into nibbling down the back of my neck and I almost can’t take any more of this.
Just to feel his lips, his kisses and the warmth of his talking is ….ooohh. Something is gonna have to happen. We tear away from each other and try to calm down and I watch him put away something that I want him to leave out, leave it out and let’s finish this. Let’s just leave now and finish this. He is watching me as I watch him adjust everything back to order and he says, “I have a house that we can go to……can you leave….when can you leave?” Biting his lip he says, “d@mn I hope you can leave”.