All day I have been thinking of him. His hands on my body. Just for him to look me into my eyes and kiss me but who am I kidding, I am with my boyfriend and he is with his girlfriend. He and I can never happen. And yet here I am daydreaming all day of just his touch.
At work I am so distracted that anyone who has somewhat similar traits or even the same name gets me thinking of him. Just thinking of him gets me wet, and I cannot afford to loose this job. My Sister in law owns a boutique and she left me in charge for a few weeks while she is in her honeymoon. If I am good she’ll help me pay for school and help me out financially.
So it’s 6:58 and its close to closing time, and I am just finishing cleaning the counter and about to start sweeping when HE comes in with his girlfriend and my boyfriend.
“Hey you guys what’s up?” My boyfriend comes to me and gives me a kiss and his touch sends me goosebumps down my back. Don’t get me wrong, I do love my boyfriend. He and I have been together for a few years and we live together but this guy is just WOW. I just want a tiny taste of him…. oh well.
“Came to pick you up and we are going out to a double date. Wanna go?”
“Sure!” Anything to stay with HIM for a couple of hours.

I’ll admit she was gone just after a few beers, so he held her while she slept. He didn’t make an effort to leave. so my boyfriend and I start to head to the dance floor and I cant help but feel bad for him. I’ll admit I dont have good rhythm but I am trying so hard to make it great just in case he looks over. Of course this is simple enough when my partner is amazing. I can’t help but smile throughout the whole song. Then a slow dance comes up and my boyfriend holds me and kisses me. These are the times where I do forget him and just love and adore my boyfriend. He is amazing, caring, sweet, and loving, and of course I feel guilty for even deceiving him. Even if they are just thoughts. The song finishes and we head back and He smiles at me and WOW. That smile, I cant help but smile just as eagerly as he did, or maybe more.

I head to the bar to get us another round of drinks, just to prove that I am way better than his girlfriend. Yeah she is prettier than me but man is she spoiled. I on the other hand am calm, can take a joke, and be one of the guys, with the exception of my boyfriend. I’m an average of 5″ and small breasts but an awesome pair of legs and a great ass.