Wanton desire

Something wakes me from my dreams, opening my eyes I realize it must have been the hail and sleet bouncing off my bedroom window god i hated this weather cold, damp and dark, summer couldn’t come quick enough. Instead of wrapping up in layers of blankets hugging water bottles, you could sleep naked with the warm air coming in from the open windows which brushed over your skin while you sleep. I glance at the clock, not good it’s only 4:23am, the room is still pitch black, feeling a little squirmy my mind starts to wonder. Mmmmm naughty erotic, thoughts start to flood my mind.

We were having work done at the library were i worked, there was workmen coming and going all day it was quite distracting, to say the least, but there was this one man who stood out from the rest, oh god he made my ***** ache every time he looked my way with his kind facial features, and very sexy flirty eyes sending shivers over my body. And every time he bent over, oh god his *** hugged his jeans so well, what i wouldn’t do to have a little squeeze and run my hand over his chest down his stomach, in his tight white t-shirt which showed off his muscles.