If She Hadn't Told Me...  

MoreThanUrUsedTo 39M
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1/24/2006 3:20 pm

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If She Hadn't Told Me...

I knew her well. Hell, she's one of the reasons that kept me here. I saw her five days a week. All I had to do was look over my shoulder and there she was. She was funny, smart, to-the-point, tactful, tactless, and just didn't give a fuck! The kinda girl you want to bring home to mom. Oh yeah, she also had a pretty face, nice little frame, a rack you could get lost in and an ass that would make you jump up and scream "Thank You Jesus!" Yup, that was her.

From the moment we met I was attracted, but I couldn't. We worked together, hell she was kind of like my boss, after a fashion, and it just would have been messy, even in that office. Besides, between her, the other girls, and the gay mascot that was always with them, I knew it wouldn't be kept secret long. So, I bided my time. We became friends. It was great, she likes all the same comedy, movies, sports that I do...it was all I could do to keep from bringing her coffee and an engagement ring. But she doesn't want to get married.

Oh, I guess I should tell you about him. Her boyfriend. Because she is aces, she had nothing but good things to say about him all the time. You would think the guy walked on water, sweated Drakkar Noir, and pissed out 24k jewelry (ok, that could hurt). But anyway, Mr. Wonderful is his name and she can't stop telling me how much alike we are (me and him). It was enough to make me want to slap her with my dick...ok, I wanted to do that anyway...but that's beside the point.

Well the time came for me to leave that job, which would mean no longer seeing her, no longer being able to talk, joke, tease, flirt, and rip people a new asshole with her. It sucked, but it had to be done because I have a business to build and those fuckers were cheap. She was so excited for me that I was quitting to start my own business. We went for drinks after work and just talked about everybody in that place and how we were so much better than them, all of it was true (after many beers and several tequilas).

Then she hit me with it...Mr. Wonderful was not so wonderful all the time. They would get into fights (Jerry Springer-style) from time to time. She thinks he might be cheating on him, or at least that he wants to. All of a sudden that ever-present smile is fading. It makes me sad. All I wanted to do was slip my face between her cheeks and eat like there was no tomorrow, but now all I can bring myself to do is hug her and let her know she deserves better. Better from him and better for herself (even without the tequila that one's still true). She hugged me back and then squeezed so tight I thought my ribs would fuse together. She wanted to hold someone who wasn't trying to leave her. I wanted her to hold me because I wasn't going anywhere. When it was done, she kissed me on the cheek and said it was time to go.

A couple weeks later she phoned me up, out of the blue, to let me know that she and her boyfriend were at a bar nearby. She wanted me to join them. I wasn't exactly excited to see Mr. Wonderful, especially knowing how un-wonderful he could be, but I hadn't seen her in a while and I just couldn't say no, so I went. Damned if she wasn't right. In so many ways the guy is just like me. Big guy, shaved head, balls of steel, mouth that doesn't know when to shut up, can crack a joke quicker than you can blink, has a way with words...he was like my brother from another mother. I didn't know I had a white mother, but that's beside the point to. I can definitely believe I'd have suckled white nipples, so maybe it's not so unbelievable. Anyway, the three of us (along with a friend of his from school) had a kick ass time.

She was so happy to see me that she couldn't stop hugging me. It felt weird with her boyfriend there, but it felt good so I wasn't going to tell her to stop. Hell, a couple times when he had gone off for drinks she even kissed me...there was tequila involved, I know, but damn if that wasn't just what the doctor ordered. Well as the night wound down Mr. Wonderful started getting pissy because us single guys weren't chasing tail. I didn't come out for all that (besides, the only tail I wanted in that bar was dating him). He went off to Lord knows where and she and I were talking. She said, "You must pull a lot of tail with the way you move and talk." I told her, no more than she would with her fine self. She disagreed. She said that prior to meeting Mr. Wonderful she had gone two years without a man, or even a regular lover...that blew me away. This woman is beautiful. That had to have been by choice, she said no. But then she leaned in close to me and told me the one thing that ripped me apart, she said...

"That's why I learned to give outstanding head!!!"

lovasnotfighters 51M/46F
1 post
1/24/2006 3:59 pm

Oh my fucking god...this story of yours will play on my mind for days.You have such a way with words.Thankyou.

sassybelle21 33F  
13313 posts
1/24/2006 5:47 pm

Awesome one

MoreThanUrUsedTo 39M

1/24/2006 8:18 pm

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

frangipanigal 46F
10406 posts
2/1/2006 4:28 am

I think this one rates a Part II (please...)


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