I woke up this morning with my hands in my panties
Both hands clutching my fatty pube
I was so controlled at dinner, keeping my eyes focused on his. Smiling on cue
But really I couldn’t help it
Wondering what his issues are and when they will be revealed
What the weight of his body will feel like on top of mine
How his slender, muscular body will fit between my thighs
What his neck smells like
“Can I at least kiss you on your cheek?”
I told him no.
“I gave you a light hug when I saw you, right? That’s enough.”
I told him that I already accommodated him by showing up on short notice.
But unbeknownst to him, he’s already inside me.
Damn girl. This is only a first date. Control yourself.
But in a deep slumber, my hands found their way to his waiting place