Being in monogamous relationship is difficult, from my point of view,I only can look at sexy hunk,with ehm.. tight asses. No touching, but then who can repressed our own desire?
To me it is difficult, and I keep trying to battle those tingling feelings, yes its passion, driven by lust. And it does give me a lot test of loyalty times down here. The company where I work right now are full with gringos, hot stud if I have to say it. There this particular person who keep bugging me, he got a solid body, and he always flirts. He tought that he is “the magnet”, and the gravitiy must be taking part in his life, it seems that he is a natural flirt.
And I dont know why lately I feel there is something wrong with me. I keep dreaming about him-sexually-, and the fact that both of us already in monogamy situation, he got fiancee whom he always intruced as “my girlfriend” and I am a married woman. “God damn it woman! You are married!” I kept saying it to my reflection in the mirror. Try to bring my sense back down here. But sadly it didnt work.
Every Friday nite, my boss always throw drinking hours, as part of team bonding action. Last Friday I joined them a bit late, I brought my husband along with me, we didn’t see each other that much, perhaps that why I feel there is a void inside me. Perhaps I just feel lonely. But then its not my appeal, because what I feel and what I did was merely because of lust.
I saw him coming with his girlfriend, he looked at me, nodded, and with his eyes, he send me a message. Ohh maybe it is only me who read that message wrongly. He kept looking at me, and once a while lay his hand to his girlfriend waist. We sat in two different table, about 3 meters. And every time he looked at me, I just smile back at him. He was a different person near his girlfriend, he kept distance with me. Maybe his girlfriend can sense what is going on in the air.
Oh… that moment I just imagine what it feel to be with him. Being touch by him, kiss him, to be together.
But then, I know that I was being selfish, he is belong to someone else and so do I . I know my limit. As he moved closer, and sit behind me, still try to look at me every minute, that point I knew, that he also thinking about me.
And as for tonite, again his face came across my mind. And all I can do is sleep on it. Hopefully on Monday I will hate him. Or perhaps even worst, I couldn’t dare to think about it.
Oh well, I’ll just sleep on it.
