WARNING: The following post may be somewhat graphic and may not be suitable for some readers. Adult supervision is advised. So if you don't like smutty erotica, you should stop reading. Now. For this is not for the faint of heart.
I need to get laid.
I'm going crazy over here. I can't put it in any simpler terms than that. I want to shout it to everyone, like a club promoter passing out a stack of flyers, in the hopes that someone will make it go away. HIM in particular.
I'm sure you know who I mean. In fact, we talked about it a few weeks ago:
"I'm bored and I'm on vacation. Wanna hook up?"
"Of course. I work tomorrow, but I'm off all weekend. Let me know if you wanna sex me."
"Cool. Why don't you get in touch with me after you get off work tomorrow and we'll see where we're at?"
And then, nothing. I never heard from him that night. In fact, I haven't heard from him since. Not that actually following up (or through) with things is really his style. But still, the rejection stung. It's not like I want to get back together, or anything. I just want to get laid! I mean, can't you just help a girl out?!
Maybe it is better this way, with us just ignoring each other. Maybe not talking to him will help me not think of all the hot, sweaty, inventive sex that I'd like to have with him. Maybe not talking to him will help me forget the feel of his lips against mine, the weight of his body on top of me, the flesh of his earlobe, the saltiness of the sweat on his shoulder, his tongue licking a path along the curve of my collar bone, the scratch of his chest hair against my softer skin, the sighs and sweet clutching of my belly when he touches me. Maybe not talking to him will help me forget the press of our bodies as we're sleeping, the insatiable appetite that we have for one another.
Yes, maybe not talking to him will get those thoughts out of my head once and for all. And maybe, just maybe, not talking to him will make those thoughts worse.
Not having sex and not sleeping. Tomorrow will be a fantastic day. Forecast calls for irritability.
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It sounds like you need somebody to step in there and be the fall guy until you get your mind off this dude.
ReplyDeleteHe IS supposed to be the fall guy, though! I don't love him anymore, I just want to have sex with him!
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I agree with Curious1.... come to nyc and we'll take care of you.
ReplyDeleteEx-sex is such dangerous territory. We all know that I deserve better than what he is able to give me in the relationship aspect. Not that he is a bad guy, he just isn't my guy. But I still want to sleep with him on a regular basis. Fucked up, ain't it?!
ReplyDeleteOur relationship was based a lot around sex. The thing is, one of us was always battling for control. We both had our guard up for fear that the other person would hurt us...we never stopped to let down those defenses enough to let ourselves really fall for eachother the way that a couple should.
The one thing that we always had in common was our physical connection. That kid had me sprung from day one. We had a very intense but very satisfying sexual association. Obviously, not a basis for a healthy relationship. But SO HARD to turn away from when you know that the chemistry is still there.
That being said, I kind of thought based on several of our previous conversations that he and I were moving more towards the "buddy" realm. Being his "buddy" works for me. The pressure of the relationship isn't hanging over our heads. Being friends has allowed us to be friends.
So my whole pseudo-soft-core-porn post was more a result of sexual frustration and fantasizing out loud than actually missing him. Admittedly, sleeping with him would probably not be the smartest thing to do, but I've never been very good at doing what is smart when it comes to this boy. Because I like the thrill of the chase.
I'm feeling kind of pathetic after writing all that, especially going back and re-reading it. It Maybe I should come to New York...
I love this last line, "Forecast calls for irritability."
ReplyDeleteI have no advice to give other than to tell you that I am in the same situation. I'm sure that you will find a nice remedy long before I do.
Good luck with your quest!
C'mon girl, what's really good? Maybe he knows all these things too and doesn't want to fool around anymore. Either way, make plans to trek to the city. Like Stephen said, we takes care of you out here. LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteboth, Lauren AND sumeeta
ReplyDeleteWell, after some thought and consideration, I've come to the decision to just not do anything about wanting to have it with this guy. Resolution 9) was to resist the temptation to recycle old boyfriends. Now I can say I kept one of my New Year's Resolutions!
ReplyDeleteSumeeta, here's hoping you resolve your situation as well!
Thanks for all of the feedback, guys and girls!
Are U sure he ain't a homo! What! how can one say no to that...she wouldn't have time to ask.........
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