Secret Lover Afternoon Rendezvous

I tossed and turned all night. I'm meeting Mr. Six Pack today. So here's the dilemna:

Part of me is tired of these rendezvous' for coffee.
Part of me is not and likes the flirting and getting to know someone.

Part of me is considering to cancel because I am not feeling so sexy these days.
Part of me just wants to go and flirt like I've never flirted.

Part of me wants to be sweet and smile and go for the fantasy of the romance.
Part of me wants to see him, grab him and just screw his brains out.
Part of me is so horny that I don't even want to say a word....just head for a hotel room.

I woke up this morning and scarily, I am in the mood where I want to just release all my frustrations and just do something different........grab this man and just screw. Have a wild afternoon rendezvous like neither one of us have ever had. Meet in the hotel lobby and just go upstairs. Ravage each other without even an exchange of words.

Yes, I am scarily over horny today. I am scarily feeling super reckless. The good girl says meet him and take it slow. The bad girl says, "Oh screw being a good girl. You've had a rough couple of months, your horny, just jump his bones. Have uninhibited sex like you've never had with a stranger.

When I was in college, I wanted to see what it was like to just have a one night stand. I have always been in relationships and so many of my friends were meeting guys in bars and screwing their brains out. The one opportunity I had was after I had just broken up with my recent boyfriend. I decided "Tonight, I am going to see what this one night fling was all about". I walked into this club and at the door was this muscleman bouncer. He was hot. Okay, this is the guy. I flirted first , went inside and returned sporadically through the evening. An hour before closing, I went to hang out with him. And he came home with me.

The sex was wild! I wouldn't blow him, in fear of disease but I can remember being so sweaty and he had me in positions that I could only dream about. He also had no qualms to eat me out and his tongue did magic on my clit. When it was done, I remember feeling a wave of guilt. I kicked him out. He was stunned, he said you were so into me, you were so hot, we were so hot, what happened? My morals I said. It wasn't for me...even though it was hot, finding out who he was after was no fun. Took the flirty spark out of it.

So that always stuck in my head. Oh I screwed friends after that and had wild flings BUT never a one night stand like that. So, does this count? Would I feel the same way about this when I left or have a changed since my earlier years.

well, I guess only time will tell. Of course, I will have to fool around a little. I need to......the question is how far will I go?? Wish me luck!!