Involuntary Celibacy

I am suffering from a lull. I haven’t been able to get some in a really long while. It is making me mental and I seriously need to get laid! Being a super horny babe doesn’t mean that I get laid all the time. In fact there are times when I go months without getting `any’ until my flower just ends up shrinking and wilting away. Okay maybe that’s too much of an exaggeration but I am a busy woman and that means I work 7 to 9pm, by the time I get home I am so freaking tired! Take for example yesterday; I got a call from this one dude I have been lusting over for quite a bit now. He has his own company and need I mention really intelligent? yes he is and we all know my weakness for the grey matter...in between the ears of course.  He has twinkling eyes and an infectious laugh. Don’t even get me started on his `phone voice’. It is so deep it just makes me want to be in his arms immediately.

I was in a taxi travelling back to my really remote based ka-room when he called. ` Hey, where are you?’ he asked softly. ` I am in at taxi heading home’ I replied. ` Come to Ntinda…please’, he beseeched. ` I am so tired I will be totally useless to you’, I said throatily with enough success to avoid choking. `Its okay, I just need somebody to celebrate my good fortune with’, he continued.  In the minutes it took the taxi to drive from the Vision Printers; I had gotten to know of how he is about to sign a multi-million dollar contract and the excitement was giving him a serious horn. I quite understood how he was feeling because it happens to me all the time. There are those days when you hit the jackpot and all that excitement just tends to travel down south turning the taps on instantly. Someone ought to explain to me how that comes about and please find a way to fix it. Honestly, you can’t be cracking a deal everyday and getting horny at the same time! Imagine what your business associates would think if they found out.

Of late I have been dreaming about `big size’. I wake up all wet from the visions of him doing things to me that only he can. This usually happens when business goes well for me and the thought of the eminent money is as good as an aphrodisiac. It makes me want to have mad passionate sex until I am all sore. Did I mention I am in love with power? Talking to millionaire boy just made feel like that. But for now I will settle with imagining what his deft finger can do to me.