“Not if I die of embarrassment first.” His muffled words had me laughing again.
“Oh, I promise to keep you very much alive, my shy boy.” I pressed against his back, pushing his still-hard dick against me. “See, I can feel the blood pumping through you already.”
He made a low huff that sounded like frustration, but he let me rock his cock against me, so I knew he wasn’t too upset. I turned my head and kissed his neck. “I can’t wait to read your emails.”
I rocked him back and forth, letting the motion distract and seduce him. “You’re going to be my good boy, aren’t you? You want that reward, don’t you?”
He nodded, too turned on for his brain to fight what he wanted.
I pressed another kiss to his neck then licked around his ear, loving the moan that escaped. “One last kiss and then I’m going to walk you to your car. You’re too tempting and I could hold you like this all night, just listening to those sexy sounds you make.”
He was blushing as he lifted his head and offered me his lips. Behind the nervousness was a need that he wasn’t trying to hide. Giving him time was the right thing to do, but seeing the desire on his face had my dick second-guessing the decision my brain had made. “So tempting.”
I brought my hand up and threaded my fingers through his hair. Casey moaned and his eyes fluttered closed as I tightened my hold on him. My sweet, shy boy wanted rough, dirty things. I just had to figure out what those were. “My sexy boy.”
As I took his lips for one final kiss, I tried to pour everything I was feeling into it. As he drove away, I didn’t want there to be any questions about what I wanted. Him. All I wanted was my tender, dirty boy.
I did something crazy. Well, it feels crazy. Like that time I ordered the…well, you remember…I ordered panties. There, I said it.
My confidence here doesn’t really matter because I know you guys won’t judge even if you don’t get it. I also might have ordered from an entirely different company than where management guy works because I didn’t want him to know. I realize how stupid that is. It’s not like he’d be looking for my name in their orders, but still, it made me feel more comfortable.
They should be here in about a week. I can’t decide if I’m going to tell my new friend about it or not. We’ve been hanging out off and on for a few months and he’s comfortable opening up to me, but I’ve been a little too cautious, probably. He wears the stuff for a living and has all kinds of lingerie at home. He’s even got a crush on this sexy guy, but I can’t tell you because that’s his thing. I’ll just say my friend has brass balls wrapped in panties because I’d never in a million years even let myself crush on someone like that. My friend says he’s not as scary as he looks, but I don’t know.
What do you think about the lingerie? I’m going to try it no matter what you think, but I’m still curious. Have any of you (the guys lol) ever worn something like that?
Seven months until first date
