The Hot Attorney must be really hot to trot (to borrow a phrase from my blogger friend at postmoderncuriousman) because since he re-established contact with me last month, he has called about three times a week looking to hook up.
Yesterday, he even sent me a text. He NEVER does that because he’s super paranoid about leaving digital trails. Today, he called and said he was in my area of the city. Although I was at home at the time, my boss was about to pick me up for a three-hour trip to a conference, so I couldn’t invite him over. He mentioned that he actually considered driving to the city where the conference was being held to see me. WTH? How desperate is this man? I am NOT that good, I promise.
I did, however, tell him that not long before he called, I had watched porn and gotten off, rather quickly, with help from Juan. What I neglected to say is that I had taken a picture of the aforementioned activity and sent it to MYC. Because, you know, doesn’t every horny man (redundant) want to get a pic of a slut’s spread legs, with an iPad displaying porn by her side and a wand going to town on her clit? In my world, they do.
If I had had the free time to play, I would have invited them both over for another threesome. Damn bad timing.
During our brief conversation, he suggested three different locations and times we could get together, including his house, in the coming month. When I say he is super eager, it’s not an overstatement. He isn’t harassing or stalking me, by any means, but he is persistent. Interestingly, I don’t share his impatience and yearning and I don’t know why. One year ago, I certainly did.
Just as I arrived at my hotel this evening, I looked down to see I had missed a call from him. In our earlier conversation, he had indicated a strong desire for phone sex. Again, bad timing.
Perhaps we will connect tomorrow night. It has been a long damn time since I had phone sex and I want to make sure I still got it. Now, I think I will get out the magic bullet I brought with me and pleasure myself before turning in.
Kinky DeSoto 