Sex on the brain

All day I’ve had this sexual urge but when you’re in the office it’s impossible. Unless of course you sneak off but even so, how do you explain looking so flush with a glow when you return to your desk?

But why so horny you may ask? Has it perhaps anything to do with a visit I’ll be getting tonight from a good friend who’ll be leaving for Japan next week? So who is he? Well, his name is Steven. He ticks all the right boxes, he’s cute, has the sexiest Scottish accent you’ve heard but best of all he has great personality and manners.

We first met at a train station in Manchester after a long day in our respective jobs. Both him and his colleague were checking me out, only he wasn’t as sleazy. When his colleague jumped on a train he came over, we got talking, swapped numbers and arranged to meet again sometime.

We did meet again and we’ve always been pretty close but only really as friends who could speak openly about things – and I mean openly. We shared sex tips and talked about fantasies; the naughtiest things we done. He even let slip during a drunken conversation how much he loves giving oral to his girlfriend.

If I’m honest, it’s like there has always been a connection between us but we never allowed ourselves to indulge in it because we’d always been seeing other people.

I think deep down we’ve had these conversations to impress and tease one another which if I’m right, it’s worked every time.

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