Me : So Natasha, Whats your fantasy?
Natasha : Why do you want to know?
She was just being feminine....you know the ones that withstand
from giving out "personal" information, let alone
"ahem" sexual fantasy preferences. It was one of
the reasons I was attracted to her.
Anyways after much cajoling...she finally let the kitten
out of the basket,
Natasha : "Making love, to the true love of my life"
under the sun on the beach, with nobody around, just the two
of us and the water overlooking us.
The other girls joined in
Tina : Ya, during the sunset time.
Rebecca : With some candlelight and incense in the air.
Rose : Orange skies.
Diane : Gentle and slow.
FUCKING BORING with a BIG F.
Check the guys out.
Josh : Want to bounce a Latina or Filipino housemaid.
Mark : Want to pump a stranger housewife.
Steve : Want to screw a stranger in an elevator after it
And then it was my turn.....and they all looked at me.
Me : To “play” with my teacher.
All nodded in agreement. The boys had more "sweaty and
stimulating" fantasies than the "irritating, typical
and unachievable" ones by the girls.
Around 3 months later.....
Me : Maam, we had to go over these articles that I had written
for the college magazine.
Maths teacher : Yes, when?
Me : How about after college, thers a coffee shop outside....we
can sit there all we want.
The "date" and time was fixed. I was looking forward
to it like crazy....it was like a fantasy come true....well
kind of....I was expecting a lot...you know, the gentle un-accidental
meeting of knees under the table, the curling toes, her toes
ringing up my heels and going upward, to stealing stares and
glances, the looking into eyes for extended periods of time,
not saying anything, hormones racing and other expectations.