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in the bathroom

We were both horny as hell. She couldn't find any condoms. I couldn't find any condoms.

Normally, I don't even bother to leave the house these days unless I'm packing at least three rubbers and a tube of lube. But last night on my way out the door, I'd thrown on some old jacket that I hadn't worn in months.

Not thinking of where the evening might lead; which is unlike me.

The evening led to a morning. I lowered my head and drank deep from her miraculous pitcher. Sixty-nineish. Cock pressed against her breast. Two fingers, slow.

After a while I climbed up and we collapsed into each others arms. Our hips moved together. We yearned.

"I guess it's probably time to get up." I heard her in the bathroom. Running water and so on.

I was alone in the bedroom. Figured I might as well get dressed. [But there's something I wanted to check first...]

Hidden in an inside pocket of this old jacket I hadn't worn in months, I am happy to relate: a Trojan condom. Expiry date, SEP 2005.

In a past life, I must have anticipated this moment. I wish I could go back in time so I could buy myself a drink.

I took the bold step of walking in on a lady who was using the bathroom. She was washing her face or something. I took her away from the sink and gently pressed her back against the bathroom wall.

Bra and black panties.

We made out for a while, then she tried to move away. I held her hips and pushed her against the wall again. We kissed some more. Once more she tried to step away. I held her in front of me.

"Isn't there somewhere you have to be?" she asked.

I smiled and ran the knuckles of my right hand over the front of her panties.

Then I opened my hand and showed her what I was holding.

"Where'd that come from?"

"Magic."

A lock of hair fell down over one of her eyes, and she looked so beautiful that I couldn't stand it.

I took off my glasses and put them on the back of the flush. Then I lowered the toilet seat cover and raised her leg and put her foot up on the seat cover.

And that's how I started out my day.

Comments

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice...

must have been a great day

Verrrrry nice start to the day.

phil, you've been my hero before, but not like this. if you could hear what i hear and see what i've seen when it comes to female reaction to this blog, you would have started it back in junior high. but back then, i would have stolen your idea and made it my own faster than you can say "st. charbel's hall"

everybody, go to nick's store on prince street and buy all his records.

please. i'd like that a lot. i sell cool cds too, including phil's own swordfight sampler and 9 volt sound system.

lovely.

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