I was ready to almost put a blanket over his lap and pull out his dick but somehow I managed to keep my hands to myself (sorta) the whole time. And he was trying his hardest too. We didn’t get a chance to do it on Wednesday before leaving Cancun so he was all trying to squeeze ass or cup boobs every chance he got.
Saying goodbye to my girlfriend who flew with us and then taking a taxi ride to the airport wasn’t easy either. I pretty much straddled the poor guy till the taxi driver asked us politely if we could wait because he couldn’t see out of the rearview mirror because my head was blocking the way.
Ugh.
So we walk into my condo. My hands are all over this guy. The only thing I made sure to do is act respectable in front of my doorman, because he watches out for me all the time and I’m like a daughter to him. But once inside, my hands are down his pants and I’ve started jerking him sort of as much as possible. He’s licking me and kissing me and I can feel his hands squeezing and grabbing and I’m in heaven.
"Hey Alexis,” I hear and I stop.
Oh.
Holy Shit.
Standing next to the sofas that are placed in the waiting area near the elevators and the mailboxes. It’s him.
WineBar.
He came over and was waiting for me.
“You told me you were getting in today, so I thought I’d surprise you because I didn’t check on you after the bbq. I felt bad.”
OMG.
“But I see you’re sort of busy,” he says, nodding to Mr. Cancun.
OMG.
“Anyways, just thought I’d stop by to see if you wanted to try again. But I guess that ship has sailed.”
OMG.
“Good luck, you guys,”
OMG
And he walked away. I’m in shock. And Mr. Cancun sees this.
“Should I go?” he asks me. I’m shaking. He wants to stay and make sure I’m okay. But I think it’s best if he goes.
And he does.
Hugs and kisses and lots of love!
Alexis
Thank you!
Thank you so much babes!! <3 <3
Thank you all so much for your words of support, laughter, encouragement, and hope.
But honestly, remember what I said about me bouncing back? Like I can totally bounce. And yes, a quarter can bounce off my ass, I’ve checked with having a guy drop a quarter before lol.
So yesterday I was so sad. I made all these plans for tonight to go out drinking to commiserate with friends and I bought 3 containers of Haagen Daz chocolate chip cookie dough from the corner store. I was gonna read, watch Bridget Jones, and eat ice cream with wine. And then go out with friends and get trashed maybe I dunno. As long as they would listen to me.
I know some of you were like you should call WineBar. And I seriously think yesterday I was planning on doing it this Sunday, after giving him a chance to recover.
But like this morning…(uh oh)