At the same time, I was strangely jealous of the
girl. I was Alex's friend. Who was this woman to suddenly intervene?
At the same time I realized I was jealous of her in a more complicated
way as well. I had never been so close to such an attractive woman.
A normal male would feel raw animal desire. A wish to strip her
of her clothing and fuck her until she screamed for mercy - -
or more for that matter. I realized, in an inwardly humiliating
way, that this was not at all what I was feeling. I didn't want
to fuck her.
I wanted get fucked like her. I wanted to be her. To own those
incredible breasts, to laugh an easy laugh and have every man
in the bar look at me. To giggle girlishly, exposing my flat belly
for the world to see and desire, while I wore snakeskin pants,
and pretty lacy thong underwear beneath it. What was the matter
with me? I thought to myself alarmed. Have I become that much
of a fairy that when placed in a room swarming with incredible
women my only reaction is too long to be one. I was even jealous
that she was stealing my man. I looked down in my drink ashamed.
"Jeremy... Are you ready to go yet?" Alex's voice startled
me from my self-loathing. "Huh..." I said. "I'm
sorry... ahhh..." Alex hesitated. "Estelle" The
woman quickly filled in, her face looked as though she had been
slapped. "Yes, Estelle, well it was lovely to meet you, you
really are a very charming young woman, but I will need to be
going right now." Alex rose, and Estelle sort of half rose
out of her seat. She was shocked. It must not be often that men
willingly walk away from her. I inwardly celebrated. "Unless..."
Alex mentioned. Estelle leaned forward waiting anxiously for his
next word. "Oh, I'm sure a nice girl like you wouldn't want
to..." You could see Alex inwardly calculating, thinking
of something. "Want to what?" Estelle nearly screamed.
"Well you know, Jeremy and I were just going to go back to
my place, maybe open up a bottle of something nice, put on some
music... I dunno, it could be fun." |