"I suppose you are wondering what I have done to you, well let me explain, I am a witch and I have been looking for the right partner for a while now....I saw you a few days ago and decided that you would be the one. You are honest and a very nice person and you were looking for someone too, so I decided to set this up, and now here we are." she said.I was still unable to move, and my thoughts seemed different, I still lusted after this beauty but I could not feel my usual "hard on". Instead I. I sighed and began to walk to the ocean. Refusing to engage in the drunken activities, I sat down at the edge of the water, allowing the cold ocean waves to lightly lap at my toes. I turned when I heard soft footsteps, my eyes lying onto Max. He slowly lowered himself beside me. “Sorry about earlier, I was…. Deep in thought.” He was talking about when he was staring at me. “No, no, no. It’s all good.” My cheeks became flushed as I ran my finger through the sand, hoping that he would leave. He. “You noticed!”“I always notice what you’re wearing.”“No, you don’t!”I had to smile at that. “Guys always notice what women are wearing, so they can figure out how to get it off of them.”That earned me a squawk of protest. “You are an awful person! If I told the citizens of the Maryland Ninth what you said, you’d lose the women’s vote, for sure!”“But I’d gain the men’s vote,” I said, shrugging. “So, that’s new?” Marilyn had on a tight black skirt that ended about an inch above her knees but had. Well, it had been 'there' since the first email. But, now it was actually, truly, without a doubt there.I emailed him back with the lamest of excuses. First of all, I was working. I couldn't just drop everything to run out for some steamy, erotic, secret rendezvous down the street. Secondly, I am hardly dressed for it. It was Friday after all - office casual day. I was hardly dressed in anything remotely appealing or sexy. Girlish preppy was more like it. An untucked, tailored shirt, leaving.
Read MoreRelated Videos
