So, I know I left you guys hangin' yesterday without much detail about the whole doing something with married men thing, but I'm here to clear that up.
I've had 2 experiences with married men. One of them I'll talk about today, and the other one I'll talk about at a later time because I'm not too sure how I'm going to do it yet... bear with me.
Experience number one... This guy I work with (married, 23, 2 kids) named "David" is real cool. We met when I first began working at my current job. We don't have really anything in common (except the fact that we're both cute and that we both have a Clark Sisters obssession).
Sooo, David (allegedly) had a crush on my best friend Tiffany and he was always talking to me about her, and saying all the stuff he would do to her. NOw I know what you're thinking... "Hey wait! I thought he was married!" Yeah well he can blow that out of his asshole... Apparantly him and his wife are separated. Something about them getting married at 18 and making decisions too fast.
A couple months later, we still haven't had much conversation... just the exchange of the occasional pleasantry and a few words here and there about gospel music... That is until Tiffany calls me and is like "David asked me for your number and I gave it to him." WTF!!?? why would you do that?
So sure enough David texts me within the hour saying the ever intelligent greeting: "Sup"... I respond back.. "who the fuck is this?"... to which he responds "such dirty words coming from such a pretty mouth"... to which I respond "fuck that. who in the hell even is this?". Finally, he tells me who he is, and we embark on some kind of convo that I was actually very bored with until he was like "you have a sexy ass, Tiffany showed me".
A few weeks before, I sent a picture of my ass to Tiffany telling her to pucker up and kiss it... She had said somethin' smart. That picture was for her to kiss, and discard, not to show all my co-workers. WTF!?
So anyway.. FF>> about a week. Me and David had become a litle more friendly... Pictures had been sent. Gropes in the work washroom had been executed, promises of sexual pleasure had been exchanged, and it was kinda cool, cuz I knew in the end, no feelings would be involved, and no strings would be attached (at least on my end anyway)because after all, he was married...
Well, these intimate exchanges went on for about 5 days, and I was all set to just let him "blow my back out", that is until he sent me a 2 page e-mail (over the work e-mail) about how he couldn't do anything with me because God would not be pleased, and if he continued down this "destructive road" he would "be cast into the lake of fire" and it would be disrespectful to his wife, and how he is not nor has he ever been gay, and how he is sorry to lead me on... BLAH BLAH BLAH FUCKING BLAH!!!
Yeah well needless to say, that's over. Now, I will say, as dirty as it may be, had sir David not went on his holiness trip, I still probably would've fucked him, but because that page of my history is closed, I will let my vibrator do all the work... he treats me better anyway.
The funniest thing off all though, is when I changed shifts at work, we got the same supervisor, so now we sit right next to each other. Can you say awkward?? Well not for me, because I continue to wear tight pants to work, and I STILL switch up and down the aisles, more than likely better than his wife ever could...
QUESTION OF THE DAY: (drumroll)
Would you do anything, relationship or sex with a married person? If so, what situations are and are not kosher? If not, why wouldn't you?(cuz I bet the farm, if Dwayne Wade's ass wanted some, drawers would be dropped all over the nation:: wait isn't he getting a divorce too? oh well)...