This should be good

Sorry for the delay in giving a follow up to my last post. There's actually been a hell of alot happening for me lately and some of it might actually be interesting. First off I went out on a real date! There have been 2 (new) female coworkers who (ever since I returned from London) have been not really shy at all about their interests. In fact they've both been rather shocking at times in the way they've alternately pursued me. Not that I haven't really enjoyed that, although I did get mad when one of them started addressing me as "Mr BIG" every morning and so I put a stop to that quick (hey that guy was old and FUGLY so I just wasn't happy about the comparison.). There were 2 other real problems though. These ladies KNOW each other and are actually really good friends (nothing is more hazardous to a guy's health or well being than that). And I have a very strict "no romantic relationships where I work" rule. The downside is that some of my co-workers (especially the females) tend to regard me as rather self-centered and unfriendly (can you fucking believe it?!!). So I thought if a take one girl out an a date every 2 months or so from now on maybe I'll mitigate that.

So I made my selection and we went out to dinner on Friday night. BAD FUCKING IDEA. I let her choose the restaurant (which I hated) although the food was fine. She ordered a cocktail right away (I refrained). From the moment we sat down though she wouldn't stop talking. She said she was nervous though and that the cocktail would help (in truth- about the 4th one did). It made her less talky but ALOT more forward. We were half way through dinner when I noticed her lean strangely forward and then felt her hand grab my upper right thigh. She gave me this big pouty frown and then said (I kid you not) "ohh - I thought you'd be hard for me by now?!" SERIOUSLY babe -WTF? I replied something along the lines of "sorry -usually I'm eating something else when that happens", but was not happy. I excused myself to the mens room for a bit (but not before ordering her another cocktail to keep her happy). I was having a bit of a panic attack worried about the implications of this drunken cock monger at work on Monday gossiping to everyone she knows (and probably even some she doesn't) that "well I tried grabbing his basket but nothing was there?" I could have just mentioned that I actually hang to the left -BITCH! and left it at that, but decided this would be alot more fun.

So I go into a stall in the mens room and quickly remove my shoes, pants, and then my $90 imported Swiss Zimmerii closed fly briefs. All so I can get to my overfull regular athletic jock-strap which I always wear on excursions like this for the sole purpose of keeping my cock tightly under wraps. I usually wear one that's about 2 sizes too small in order to accomplish this. I quickly remove my jock and then slide my briefs back on and finishing dressing. I then realize there is just no elegant non-embarrassing way for a guy to walk out of a bathroom stall carrying a jock in his hand. But I wasn't going to just leave it in there. It might wind up on ebay. Fortunately the bathroom was empty so I'm able to stuff my jock towards the bottom of the trash bin in there and make my way out.

Its only about 15 minutes later that I'm allowing my babe to have her "sausage squeeze", and she didn't have to move far past my left knee to find what she was looking for. Even drunk she still registered that deep look of happy surprise and near astonishment I've seen on girl's faces so many times before. My only problem at that point was getting rid of my damn erection so I can manage to actually walk out of the restaurant. So I order ice cream for the first time since I was like 12. It came served in a dish that was freezing (like I'd hoped). So by cupping my hands around the dish again and again and then rubbing my left pants leg I'm able to finally start a hardon meltdown. STUPID I know -but hey it worked. Maybe I should start an advice column. I'm really surprisingly gracious to my date in the end and tell her just all the things I think she really wants to hear from me. But I expect the Duchess of Cambridge to become a fully fledged crack whore before I ever considering have a second date with this drunken slut -she just "rubbed me the wrong way". There's really no better way to put it.

Of course what do I do afterwards? Right after dropping her off in my sporty new Birthday present I head home, park and then proceed to get absolutely SHIT-FACED drunk at one of the now 3 downstairs bars in my building. Unfortunately I get so drunk I can't find my keys when I get upstairs to my condo. I knock on Hamlin's door (since I gave him a spare key just for emergencies like this) but he isn't answering and is probably out (it's not even midnight yet). So I figure I'm just fucked and collapse on the floor at my door. About a half hour later or so Hamlin shows up with this fucking BEAUTIFUL GODDESS on his arm. I hear him say "oh my god" when he sees me. I hear "hang on" then he and the Goddess disappear into his place for a few minutes. He comes back (with my keys) opens my place then pulls me up off the floor and helps carry me inside. He pushes me all the way to the master bathroom, turns on the shower full blast and then STARTS TO UNDRESS ME. I'm about to say WTF? and LOUDLY but he's talking and telling me how much I really HAVE to take the shower. He's unbuckling my belt buckle (since I seriously can't manage it) when I notice the GODDESS has followed him into my place and is standing in the dark just in the hallway past the bathroom door. Without the jockstrap even drunk I manage to make my briefs look almost like there's a football stuffed in them. So Hamlin decides to not deal with that (good boy) and instead just pushes me into the shower with my briefs still on. He leaves (with the GODDESS apparently) and I'm left to enjoy my fucking FREEZING shower all by myself. All for the best I guess because even under a freezing shower I was still so aroused and horny at that point I swear to god I think I could have walked over to his place and fucked BOTH OF THEM.

Those of you noting that the last time I DID fuck was a while back and with a model friend of Hamlins no less. If you're keeping tabs you might be happy to know some very serious plans are now being made for
the weekend of August 24th. I really can't say anything more about it (still) right now though.

Comments

Stanhouse;bt114170 said:
I don't get it...why exactly did you have to take a shower, ie why did he put you in there?

Hey Stanhouse! He thought it would help to sober me up, at least to the point where I wouldn't do anything really stupid or maybe harmful to myself. At least that's what he told me later. Guess I must have been REALLY drunk. And I think it did sober me up at least partly. It certainly made me horny -and wet.
 
DFW_Lurker;bt114175 said:
Did you go back and retrieve your jock?

No but now I'm certainly wishing I had, given the number of pm's I've gotten today from some people actually asking about it. Weird. Although if you're into that sort of thing I've no doubt that mine was juiced pretty good. Even though the babe was annoying she had fuck-stunning breasts, so I was already releasing a good bit of precum during dinner.
 
bigsby112;bt114178 said:
That was one hell of a date! lol. Did she talk about your dick at work?

Hey Bigsby! I was actually down on WS on the trading floor (which I rarely get to do unfortunately) for a good portion of today and only up in the office Midtown for about 2 hours. I didn't even see her although she (can you believe it) left me a little teddy bear outside my office door!!!! As far as she knows -she thinks we may still be dating:laughing:.
I really have no idea if she told anyone what she discovered. I kind of had forgotten all about it/her until I saw the wittle luvly bear.

 

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