What I find surprising in life is the hidden face of desire that seems only to emerge when one is engaging in activities with another, meaning that, by 'coincidence', Sue was at the George and Dragon, my local pub, when I took Cindy there last Friday. All seemed to be going well, I got my seat near the blazing fire, threw a lump of wood on as soon as I got there, and within minutes Cindy was stripping off. Well, removing her cardigan, revealing a voluptuous cleavage which I furtively admired when sipping my pint. I also noticed that I could stare at her breasts by spying her reflection in the window opposite, but it wasn't great and I didn't want her to think I was staring into space, bored of her tales about her kitten, which I was. My carefully planned night of conversation topics, memorised beforehand, was working brilliantly, there were few awkward silences and my mind started to free up, I unwittingly found myself producing spontaneous conversation, with even the odd joke thrown in for good measure.
Enter Sue, who seemed far too flabbergasted to be true to see us, with Bill, her husband. I felt a wave of panic, induced by an uncomfortable sensation that my night had been irreversibly interrupted. This was confirmed in a whirlwind of activity that seemed to pass in a millisecond, in the midst of 'Hi' 'nice to see you' I found that two had became four and Sue was sat opposite me. Bill, the bastard, was milking my hard work with a front row seat in front of a semi-naked pair of breasts, I couldn't even see Cindy's reflection anymore either.
My mind was totally distracted, thrown into turmoil, what was she doing? Was she out to sabotage my date night? It certainly seemed like it when she started raising uncomfortable issues from my past, like my ex, too much information for Cindy's virginal ears. Bill looked like a confused child, out of place and longing to get away. Concentrating on directing the conversation onto more generic matters, such as weather, I lost sight of how bored Cindy had become. I was only aware of this when she suddenly 'remembered' she had to pick her kitten up from her sisters who was looking after it. That had to be a lie to get out of the situation, yet she did seem very passionate about her kitten, it's a small glimmer of hope to pathetically cling onto.
When Cindy left to go to the toilet my left leg suddenly felt like it was being humped by a randy dog on heat, I widened my eyes to see a sultry stare coming back at me, consumed with some App on his Iphone, Bill was oblivious to the potential extramarital affair brewing only a couple of feet away from him. This is something I could not have foreseen, nor did I expect to get a text message later that night from Sue asking me to meet her after work tomorrow. In a string of surprises I also got a text from Cindy saying she had a lovely night, and wants to meet again. It would seem as though Casanova now has a new rival, but at this moment in time I still have my porn DVD and the Internet. Going to work now has much more of an edge, I'm actually looking forward to it!
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