Old Times

Last night, Sara and I were having a little a fun and my phone goes off. It's a text. From the Boss. He's playing games; it leads to him asking about Sara and I (he was aware she was there), him wanting dirty messages and nude pictures. I gave him zilch. I was unimpressed at his effort.

The night eventually passed, with us in a single bed. Cosy. Sara woke up stupidly early and she caught an (also stupidly) early bus home. I went home, killed a couple of hours then went to town to meet an old friend I hadnt seen in literally months. It was so great to catch up with her.

I was distracted all day, mostly because of Sara, but I also saw the Ex. The Ex and I split because I wasn't sure I was going to stay faithful. I liked him and didn't want to hurt him, but it had to end. Even when we were dating, Sara and I were close and he always suspected that I was cheating on him with her. I never did. Bottom line, I'm now dating her and I suspect he would not take that too well. We ended on half decent terms and I guess I want to keep a certain image in his mind. He was bloody talented in bed though, really knew what he was doing.

The distraction of Sara is a little more physical. I think of her and I get this amazing sensation. Cold tingles. from my head, down my arms and spine, my lips part and I think about her face when she's gasping for air and my nipples harden and my clit pulses. I can do nothing to stop it. Girl drives me crazy.