Sunday, August 31, 2008

Guess who I ran into? The Insurance Man.

Well this has been an interesting week for me. I got a call from an ex, and it was good to talk to him. I'm glad he is doing well. On the subway I was sitting, reading a book and listening to my Ipod and someone tapped me on my shoulder. And you know don't ever tap someone on the shoulder on a NYC train, you can get hurt!! I jumped a little, and looked up, it was someone I dated about 7 years ago (Oh man did he look good, sexy, chocolate and pretty white teeth).

I smiled and pulled my head phones off, stood up and hugged him. We greeted each other, asked each other how the both of us is doing and smiled kind of an awkward smile. In the back of my mind I remembered how we met and what happened when we met. He asked where I was going and what I was doing. It was the end of the day and I was heading home. The train continued to chug along heading to Brooklyn. He asked if we could get off the train and have dinner, I was secretly hoping he would ask me out but I wasn't prepared to go out that very night but what the hell.

We got off the train and headed to Junior's ( I didn't really like Jr.'s but I can always eat the cheese cake). Whoa it was crowded, should have expected that since it was a Friday evening. We were seated, ordered a few drinks and he began to drill me on what I have been doing. As I looked at him all I could think about is the physically attraction we had for each other and because of that I had to let him go. I was an addict for him. Have you ever been drunk or high off of sex? No I wasn't a stalker or sick in the head but when you have someone who made you feel, I mean really feel. A slow, soft kiss from him would send shockwaves throughout my body and when he touched me I had to maintain some kind of control or else I would literally fall to the floor. His lips and tongue on my body fire and his dick was the right width and length and yes he used it well. I had no choice but to let him go. Sounds silly, but I was literally addicted to him. I couldn't think of anything else but him, I stopped going out with my friends, I couldn't work, missed deadlines and even food didn't taste the same. My body ached for him. And for my own sanity I had to let him go.

As I sat there telling him about what I had been doing, he touched my hand (oh man, why did he do that!?!?!). I coughed a little, removed my hand from under his and took a sip of my drink, thank God the waiter came so we could place our food order. I wasn't hungry at all, too nervous to eat but ordered the Buffalo shrimp and he ordered a burger, I think. After the waiter left he complimented me on how lovely I looked and said the short hair looks good on me. I complimented him and asked him what he had been up to. He said he left the insurance business to concentrate on being a writer. He was published in some smaller magazines and is working on a book. I had a sly smirk on my face and he asked what was I thinking. I asked him if he remembered how we first met.

Background info: We met because I was unhappy with the insurance agent I had and after speaking with my sister, she knew of one in the building she lived in and gave me his number. We talked over the phone while I was at work and continued the conversation when I went home. The conversation went back and forth from business to personal and I was sensing a vibe. He asked if he could come over and see the policy I presently had. In a few hours he was at my apartment. Damn he was sexy, full lips, pretty white teeth, a little bow legged, and was wearing that dark blue suit. I sensed immediately there was a strong attraction between the both of us. Now let me explain something what followed was very new to me and something I had never done before. I even shocked myself.

He chuckled a bit and said, "That red blouse you had on that night really revealed your cleavage and I wanted to dive in!" All I could do was laugh, hoping my nervousness didn't show. I tried to change the subject but he wasnt' having it, he knew what he was doing and I knew what he wanted.

Part 2 next time.

1 comment:

A.Smith said...

Wow... talk about intense...