"She walked into the bedroom and I waited as instructed. When I got in there she was in bed, under the sheet, her clothes stowed neatly in the closet....I undressed as unobtrusively as I could and she pretended not to watch me.As I slid in beside her my erection was flagrantly violating any pretence of a controlled exchange of affection. I flung myself on top of her and we kissed deeply as she held my cock and stroked it urgently."I'm going to suck you, Vic," she whispered, and slid down to take. And yes, that cartoon-like man crawling in the hot sands was me. Or maybe she was more like a slippery fish in a pond, always escaping the cage of my hands. She drove me mad.Then, one day, she pushed me over the edge. We had a company party — a small celebration at the offices. So I asked Aimee to meet me there and attend it as my date. She agreed and for days I nursed these exciting thoughts about stunning my colleagues with my eye candy.She didn't show up. I phoned her all evening and the. Debra started, "Hey, babe-" and then took in Angie's appearance- housecoat, fuzzy slippers, hair up in curlers, no makeup. "You okay, Hon?" "I'm fine- I just decided to take a 'Me Day', y'know? Not deal with anything for a day." "Ooooh, I hear that! But how about our gym date?" Angie screwed up her face; she was really looking forward to doing a lot of nothing today. She hopped up and down like a child told she couldn't have a pony. "Mmnnnnn- Oh, awlright! But only because I gotta reach my. She stood up and told me that she had put my son to sleep in his bed. I said thanks to her, and she left. She was a good girl and very helpful. After putting down the groceries in the kitchen, I went straight to my room. I quickly took a shower and didn’t bother to put on any clothes. I grabbed the blanket and lay down on my bed. The soft texture of the blanket was feeling good against my naked body. I was thirty-one years old and hadn't dated a man for the past two years. I never got time for.