I knew this one friend, he was shy and had troubles expressing himself to women. I knew him for about 3 years. Now when I close my eyes and imagine my dream man this guy could almost match him to a tee. I never saw the face of my dream man but I knew what he wore, how he acted and how he treated women. His name was Randal and I really enjoyed his company, in fact he spent lots of time with me. He would either call at least weekly or come over and visit me. We would sit and watch T.V. or he would even bring a book over, we would sit and read or listen to music. Once in awhile he would take me out to a movie or out for dinner. After 3 years I wondered why we never went any farther.
I understand he was shy but over the years we had discussed sex usually in a general way and he would flirt with me once in awhile but nothing ever came of it. I lusted after this man for the three years and I was happy with just having him around in person and as a good friend. But in my dreams and fantasies I definitely wasn’t satisfied just reading on the couch with him. One day he came by and we were planning on spending the day together but there was a different feeling about it. We sat and watched T.V. for awhile then he asked a few questions about sex. I was really curious about his thoughts that day the vibes weren’t the same as usual. He wasn’t even touching me and I was getting wet between the legs. A little later we went out for lunch but first we stopped off at the gas station for gas. While there he made a comment about possibly changing his mind about getting involved with someone, now I wasn’t sure if it was me he was talking about but my body was thinking other thoughts, my nipples get hard and my pussy started getting even wetter.
We went for lunch and sat across from each other in a booth. Our conversation was pretty general we talked about a lot of things. Now I am a little more experienced, in the dating and sex, and we started talking about dating and things that could happen. I mentioned that I don’t seduce anyone who doesn’t want to be seduced. He said what if the guy wants to be seduced but just doesn’t know how to tell you? Then hopefully he would give the right signals for me to pick-up. He wouldn’t actually have to say anything I said. I didn’t think I could get anymore turned on but when he said that I almost came in my jeans. We ran a few errands and went back to my house. All this time I was wondering where this could lead. I was scared to get my hopes up after all I had waited three years for this day. When we got back to my place we decided to just read and listen to music. Every once in awhile I would get up to get something or I would read something over his shoulder or have some other reason to get close a few times I rubbed his shoulders a bit. He didn’t seem to mind me being right beside him so the shoulder rubs would go longer and I would kiss his check or the top of his head when I went to sit down. This went on for 1.5 – 2 hours. Believe me this was driving me nuts. It was all I could do not to attack this poor man after all I waited 3 years a couple of hours maybe even a few days if needed wouldn’t hurt none. What he didn’t know was when I went to the washroom I would rub my clit with me fingers and my breasts with my hands to help relieve some of the sexual tension that was building.
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