I want to

I wasn't even going to go at first. I hate that bar and NoNo knows that. When we met it wasn't like bells and whistles and fireworks. I once read that if you hear those things you should probably get your head checked. We left and went to Wife's and you were there!! No told me you had asked about me and she told you we would be there and then you left and went straight over to wait for us. You are so interesting and I loved hearing you talk about your work and it was refreshing to converse with someone who understood that public service is integral to a functioning society. You watched me talk, watched my lips. I could sense you wanting to touch me, a fingertip or the press of my thigh. And how you took my hand and held it. And how you kissed me in such a way that I can't recall being kissed like that. Your hands down my back and to my waist and pressing further to feel my ass. Outside, in front of Palace Meats. I started to walk away and you pulled me back to you. I haven't felt so romanced since forever. I'm so mean usually, I'm so "stay back" and I don't want to be that way to you. I want to be this beautiful sweet girl that is waiting under the surface. I had no claws for you, you were just such a gentleman and so nice and handsome and you have a job and a car and friends and hobbies and I feel excited about you. I wish you were here right this fucking minute and I could feel the strength of your arms around me and the weight of your insanely tall body against me. I want it so badly and yet I'm titillated by the slowness of it all. That kiss...your mouth is so plush.  I could have let you touch me other places. You can hold me all night, hold me forever.