Sexy Dirty Laundry

So, I've been in sort of a slump lately when it comes to the attraction of men. I feel like I've been wearing repellent or something. Well, that's not entirely true. I can attract guys but the problem is that they are never my type. I also tend to have a few men in my Rolodex who are my type but they are only good for two things: sex and dinner. Mostly sex. I must say the idea of going without sex for even one day seems a little harsh to me. It's like I've become addicted to sex since the introduction to some good in my life. The one guy who has me begging for him to give it to me every minute of everyday is a military man who has a body that makes me melt and knows how to put it on me.
Sunday seemed like a dream nothing more than a mere fantasy. The mood was set perfect with candles burning and R. Kelly playing in the background. I walk in amazed at how he always knows what to do to make the night right. He leans against the wall and pulls me closer to him as he kisses my lips. He then moves his hands down to my pants and slowly unbuttons them while kissing me slowly. My mind is focused only on him. Not on the fact that I have boyfriend who loves me or on my ex who hates me but still loves me and paying for my apartment. I'm focused only on him with his beautiful eyes and sexy arms and amazing stomach. He's like an ice cream sundae on a hot summer day. He slowly leads me to the bed and that's when the real fun begins. His fingers run all down my body while my lips kiss every inch of his. Slowly I move down towards his penis and begin to pleasure him orally. His penis feels amazing in my mouth and I love how I make him moan. He cups my breast and starts to gently suck on them. We both seem to just melt into each other. Soon enough our bodies are so intertwined its like chocolate and vanilla swirl. The night seems to go on for hours but soon enough we climax together and we see the sun rise. The night ended too quickly and he had to be back to his post. On the drive back we have this amazing conversation. I always find it weird how much closer I feel to him after we've had sex when in all actuality we barely know each other. Sometimes I wish we were together but he's good for one thing well more than one thing but that's not what our relationship is meant to be. That's what makes the time between us special.
If only this was true. Can you tell me what's fact and what's fiction? I bet you can't. This is what I would like to happen between me and military man but like I said our relationship is not meant to be that way and that can be applied in more ways than one. He's still the best sex I've ever had but not because his stroke is necessarily the best but because he always makes every encounter very intimate. Not to mention he is living prove of some damn R. Kelly lyrics. So that makes every moment with him sexy dirty and you know you always have laundry after a night of debauchery and fun.

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