<-- I'm with stupid, but her finger tastes GREAT.

She left comments here on Monday, they were decent.

So I email her. A nice email, the kind that just sets down the facts in a polite manner and leaves it at that, explaining to her basically that the effort is for naught.

Writing emails that confess the 'yah, I miss you but you're a psychotic episode waiting to happen every 5 days..' is terribly difficult to manage, even for a seasoned writer. I kept writing and erasing, over and over.

It started about 5 paragraphs long, and ended up (after editing) being about 5 sentences long.

She emailed me back soon after saying she needed it to 'soak in'. I was cool with that, the sentiment was genuine, and whereas before she would over-react and over-analyze... She now kept a good distance from the issue long enough to realize what I actually said. I totally fucking respect that.

Was I surprised to get a phone call this afternoon? Not really. The surprise was what she said, and I have permission to quote, so I will.
"Hello?"
"You want casual sex?"
"Umm, HI..."
"Do you? Do you want it?"
"Stupid question, you know I do.. Of course I do."
"Then come see me, I'll be here."
"No, that's insane"
"It's not... I'm in it for the same thing."

So I pause, let it soak in. Look at the work on my desk and decide that... Well...OOH I HAVE SOME WORK ERRANDS TO RUN!!!

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

I did work errands for my boss in Red's neck of the woods, tempted to chuck them and just get there. But no, I did my work deed like a good girl before play. Even better I called an cancelled my therapy session with Shawn so my afternoon/evening was wide open (so to speak). Ahem.

We had drinks,
We went to the toy store,
We returned, sat, looked at each other dumbly.
We had more drinks as we looked at the bounty we bought at the toy store.
And then... And then...

The situation became entirely fucked up. She was sitting on the floor, I on the chair.... She looked up at me and said "I miss the feeling of your thigh against my cheek, do you ever miss that?"

My clit twitched... And I truly stuttered.

Okay listen people, she looked hot and I'm not justifying anything, but I swear I got a little weak in the knees when she said that, pouty lip and all. FUCK.

So, anyway (deep breath). As the conversation continued, she had rose up and rested her arms on my legs, working the tactical 'I'm sub and I want you to initiate this' thingy she had going... And it was magic indeed, it was, because I FELL FOR IT.

"Okay yes fuck lets do this, seriously jesus."
And I pushed her back onto the carpet, toys and all.
We kissed, I groped a breast, I sucked her collarbone and she drove me about the same, and into a very happy place as her hands just past the top of my garter when... She stopped cold.

And I stopped cold. And we looked at each other, and we laughed.

Because we both heard the front door open, I just don't think we cared. Her glance had turned to the front of the house for a second when she paused...and sure enough...

there was her husband standing in the foyer looking down at us in all our half clothed glory. And to this, the wise gray-templed hair man says... "Holy shit, you two are at it again huh? Just can't get enough of each other can you?"

So yes, giggles.

We got up, recollected ourselves and showed her husband our purchases (kinda) err. Had a good laugh about the fight we'd had, and then I knew I needed to split because well... I think Red and I both knew the moment was really all about us, and now that moment wouldn't be as personal.

As I walked to the door, she walked with me and whined kinda sweetly "I never got to taste you, that's fucked up."

I agreed "Yeah, no shit huh? Well I think it's probably for the best that he came home, we would've done it and then pretended like we never had 'the splits' in the first place."

I threw on the sunglasses and started towards my car "Besides sweetie, if I had tasted you... You know once is never enough for me, we'd have to make it a regular thing... And you want a relationship, we're not in this for the same thing and you know it."

She nodded at me, "I think you'd be surprised how much I would forego to make it a regular thing without strings.... "

Then she fucking stuck her hands down the front of her sweat shorts and then proceeded to stick her finger in my mouth, all in one very fluent and sexy motion.

Can you say... HOLY FUCKING SHIT?!

Well I didn't outloud, because I would have bit her finger. But it sure as fuck flew through my mind AND pussy once, or twice. Me, being the giver that I am of course sucked the finger the uhh best I could...

....And she grinned with that big white freckled smile and smirked like a champ "think about it at least."

Uhhh. I stood there for a minute, sucking on her finger... Still tasting her sweetness as she pulled it away and said good-bye.... I sighed.

I'm still sighing. Catty bitch pulled a death move on me and stuck her finger in my mouth!!! Furthermore she did it because she knew KNEW it would tweak me!!!! What the HELL are you ladies thinking when you do shit like that?

Do you have any idea how much that can fuck up a person? And don't play dumb, you know exactly what you're doing when you do shit like that because... Because I'M a woman!!!

I'm so very frustrated right now. I don't know whether to wind my ass or scratch my watch.

And not even the whole relationship thing bothers me as much as the finger move.... I can do without the relationship drama honestly.... No really, I totally can....

But the taste of her, got me... right here, in my well.. yeah.
AARGHH!