(Note)
On isle five at the grocery store and this man with huge biceps and a calming scent walks up and says “Excuse me pretty lady would you happen to know what isle the olives were on?” At first I wasn’t sure if he was speaking to me, I’m thinking “I don’t work here”, but I turn and politely say “I believe there on isle nine”, he says “thank you pretty lady” and he proceeds to isle nine, as he walks away, I smile all big blushing even.
Wow! Is all I could think as I glanced back and watched him? I thought to myself, now if I could have him for one night my body would be so pleased with me.
I wasn’t trying to look past how his physical and his “Sean Jean” scent, “Unforgiveable” that’s my favorite fragrance was turning me on. I wasn’t interested in knowing if he was intelligent or funny at that moment, I didn’t care about any of that. I’m not interested in having a serious relationship I just wanted to know if he was good in bed if he could put it down, lay his pipe just right. I’m horny haven’t had any in two years the way I see it I’m long overdue and he will do just fine.
Now I’m standing here in the grocery store having this conversation with myself in the mean time I haven’t given the man my number, I don’t know his name, his age, if he’s single, married or taken, but I know I wouldn’t mind him laying me down. I decided that this is just to be a fantasy moment, once I leave this isle he will have to be forgotten. I had to contain myself but all I could think is “if only for one night” that would make me feel real good, it’s been awhile since I had some well it’s been two years four months and eighteen days to be exact “damn!” “If only for one Night”
I proceed to the checkout stand with my garlic bread, bottle of white wine, and shrimp pasta, this is going to be my dinner for tonight, checkout number three is ten items or less so I decide to go there. There are two customers ahead of me so I unzip my purse and pull out my wallet and just as I look up, two check stands over there he is staring right at me smiling. I’m thinking “he’s so tempting and looks so yummy”, private thought; “I could have him over for dessert, wow he just looks like he would taste so good and sweet” “can I help you” (my thoughts were interrupted by the cashier). Oh I’m sorry as I put my things on the counter, she checks me out and I proceed to the exit door.
I had to say a prayer for my body to get rid of the sexual thoughts of this fine stranger. Sometimes you just got to pray and be strong call on God if you have to. I thought I know God would forgive me however it just wasn’t worth the risk I know I want more from a man. My body was calling him, but I couldn’t give into the temptation!
