There is this guy that lives across the street from me, and he has lived there for a few years. I've constantly had my eye on him, he's just so sexy. Before, I couldn't do anything about it, but now that I'm single, it's game on. I didn't really know how to go about it, all I knew was that I wanted to sleep with him - badly. And at this point, it's been about 3 months since I've had sex. So I'm pretty desperate, or getting there!
I was outside on my front steps when I seen him come out. I watched inconspicuously, admiring from afar. He is about 6' tall, athletic body, and the few times I'd seen his face up close, I was looking at amazing features. Light brown hair, but the most gorgeous brown eyes - it would be very easy to get lost in them. I sat there, wondering how I was going to do this, when his dog came running up to me.
"Sasha!" He yelled, "get back here!"
My question was answered. "Awe, come here Sasha," I said as the dog came closer. I hooked on to her collar as I pet her waiting for him to come over to us to retrieve his dog. The sixty seconds that it took seemed like a life time. But he came.
"Hey, sorry about that, she usually doesn't take off like that," he said.
"No problem, I love dogs. She was probably attracted to mine," I said.
"Yea, she likes you though, she is usually very picky about who she lets pet her," he smiled. "I'm Andy," he extended a hand.
I met the gesture with mine, and shook it, "Serena," I said with a innocently seductive smile.
"You seem bored, I was about to take her to the dog park, did you want to join us? I'm sure Sasha would really appreciate that," Andy asked me.
I could hardly contain my excitement, but managed to. I hesitated ever so slightly, as not to seem ecstatic. "Sure, sounds good. My dog could use some time out too, do you mind?"
"No, not at all, what's his name?" he asked.
"Damon," I answered, "just give me a second." I stood up and went inside to get my dog ready for the park. But first, I double checked my hair and made sure my boobs were perfectly perky. 'If things go right, I'll be getting laid tonight,' I thought. Back outside, I closed and locked my door behind me, and with my dog in hand, we walked across the street and piled into his truck.
"So, you've just moved back here? I haven't seen you around in a while," he said.
"Yea, I moved for school, but my boyfriend and I split up, so I figured it be easier for everyone to just move back home," I explained.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, but not with sympathy, with excitement. Not a lot, but enough to detect.
"Don't be, I broke up with him. He was an ass anyways," I said. "What about you, if you don't mind my asking, on the topic of relationships. Single or taken?"
He chuckled, "I'm single, have been for a little bit. I'm not really looking for a relationship either, to be honest. I don't think I'm ready for commitment, I still just want to have fun," he said with a smile.
"I understand, I'm at that stage too again. Nothing wrong with it," I said. We pulled into the dog park. The rest of the afternoon was conversation about life, our dogs, relationships, food, music and movies. It was nice actually, but I was still aching for sex. If I could have, I would have done it up against a tree in that park. But I wasn't going to risk public indecency for something I knew I was close to getting in a few hours.
