Can You Resist?

Mmm, if I’m being completely honest I love to fuck. I don’t care about that making love crap, I like to fuck. Not so pretty but I don’t care for all the extra stuff I like to get what I came for and I’m out the door, kind of like a man would. It’s surprising how many men are not used to being used and thrown out the next day but I have to get mine just like you have to get yours. I’ve always had a high sex drive and when I was in high school I used to masturbate like there was no tomorrow, no literally. Like it was bad at one point I thought of talking to someone or pin pointing the reason for my obsession, but the pin point was it just felt so fucking good. The feeling you get when your about to explode but you hold off and tease yourself a bit and finally reach that point where you just can’t hold it in anymore and you explode and squirt like it’s the best orgasm you’ve ever had. That’s the feeling I’m talking about, that’s the feeling I fien for. I wanted to be a porn star so bad but I got into a relationship and that sort of went out the window then when I thought about it again I was insecure with my body, still am. Men say they are attracted to the curves and extra meat us bigger woman have going on but truth and reality I think it’s a lie. I want someone who’s gonna touch and caress every inch of my body, run his hand through my hair, choke me, slap me, fuck me like a wild fucking animal. I can’t just find a one night stand anymore things are different now I don’t even know how to flirt anymore, but thank god for tinder right? The ultimate hook up/ one night stand social media app. It’s 10 am I have to get out of bed and stop making pornos of myself in my head, I swear sex is all I think about sometimes. I wish there was a man who was on my level, someone who wants and needs it as bad as I do.

Time for work so I head into the office straight into my little ass cubicle that I am completely grateful for. It provides security and I don’t have to speak to any of my annoying coworkers if I hide my head just enough. Same old thing, clock in, sit down stare at a computer all day and help people who tell us off 97% of the time ha ha, ‘what a life’ I think to myself. Not everyone in this firm was annoying I just need coffee before speaking to anyone and they all kind of know me already so it’s not so bad. “ who are you and why are you at my desk?” I ask the man in a all black suit sitting at my desk using my computer. “ I’m annoyed so if this is a prank go now before I punch you in the balls guy” - well they were right about you, such a character. I’m Tom, Tom Radford, nice to meet you, Stacy. “ oh my god, I’m so sorry sir! I didn’t know I-“ it’s okay, don’t sweat it! I’m glad you protect you work space it makes me feel like you love your job” he says with a smirk as he gets up and walks away with out saying another word.

You stupid bitch I think to myself. He must think I’m such a dumbass, I say out loud without realizing. “ no, he was checking out the office and asked who’s seat this was because of how neat and tidy it was and we all kind of gave him a heads up, but he’s the one that thought it would be funny to mess with the spaz” says Natalie with a big smile, I’m sure that whore got a good laugh of me emberassing myself, she’s a cool friend though. Love her.