Finally a qualified applicant for my Fuck-Buddy position

I didn’t think I was going to be as impressed as I was.  Not just with his ability to make me cum multiple times, but his entire being turned me on--that’s not what a fuck-buddy usually does. Usually, when I find my fuck buddies it’s all about sex. I could care less about the person.  Like I’ve said before… I’m not looking for a boyfriend, a sugar daddy, a baby daddy or any of that other shit.  I’m looking for a hard cock attached to a man who just wants to talk about sex and fuck.  I don’t want to get to know him, be his friend, lend him money, live with him or even meet his fucking dog.  I want to use him.


But something happened the other night.   I started to get to know him. I wanted to be his friend and I’ve already met his fucking dog.  I’ve never had a fuck-buddy who’s stimulated my mind as much as my body.  He is a smartass and that turned me on; it made me laugh.  He took me out of my comfort zone and turned my preconceived notions of him into fading memories.  I told him I was meeting applicants who didn’t want to kiss and he leaned over and kissed me.  That was so hot and oh so dangerous.   [image-1]


The only position I thought I had open was that of a fuck-buddy but now I'm considering promoting him.  Maybe that’s why I keep my fuck buddies dumb, so I know all that I’ll ever want from them is the hard cock. I don’t have to worry about them stirring something inside me other than vaginal juices as I ride them.


Ride him, I did.  It made me want to fuck him more.  I felt him inside me, his hands wrapped around my waist, his mouth taking turns with my nipples, and I wanted more.  Not just because the size of him fit me perfectly or that squeezing down on his dick made my whole body shake, but because of him.  He has a funny personality and makes quick witted comments that match my own.  I don’t feel like I’m talking over his head like so many of the failed applicants before.  But how can I let what I’m looking for change so quickly?  Or am I caught in the dangerous chemical cocktail of hormones that make us forget the difference between lust and love?


When I was in my early twenties, fucking was no problem.  I didn’t have emotions that got involved. I just had fun. That’s not the case with this applicant.  Now I don’t know what to do or even where the hell this came from.  Should I offer him the position he applied for, knowing that I’m going to want to promote him?  Tell him he didn’t get the job to save myself some heartache?  Or I could be a grown up, tell him he knocked me for a loop and let it develop from there.  After all, if things don’t work out, I can blame it on him not liking my nipple biting and me not liking his wild mane of pubic hairs.  At least they weren’t gray.

I got thrown for a loop the other night.  I was sought out; someone wanted to turn in his fuck-buddy application.  I was reluctant at first. He’s not my normal type of applicant.  He’s not my normal type of anything.  That’s what makes him so unique and alluring.

I went to meet him with the idea of swapping ideas, not body fluids.  We’re colleagues and thought we could stimulate some creative juices—and stimulating juices is exactly what happened.

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