New Year’s Sex

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It was New Year’s Day and I knew no one would be at the laundry mat. Last night had been a bust. I had gotten stood up for the New Year’s Eve party and because my date was my ride, the night ended with me toasting myself with the little bit of hard cider that I had in the fridge. I didn’t seem to have much luck in the dating department lately. Don’t get me wrong! I have gone on plenty of dates in the past year, whether they were suggestions from friends or matchups through an online dating site; I pretty much had gone on a date every weekend the majority of the year. But, enough was enough. Sometimes I wondered if it was my size that kept men from going on more than one date with me. Well . . . that couldn’t be the only reason I seemed unsuccessful. Sometimes the guys that I went on dates with were nut jobs and I was the one that decided only one date was necessary. I am a curvy woman of average height. I had an ass, but I didn’t think of it as one of my best features. That is probably because my G sized breasts steal the show. People have told me that I have an etimesgut escort exotic look about me with my caramel colored skin, my almond eyes and jet black hair. I often noticed men staring, but it usually didn’t go beyond that, so I always assumed that they couldn’t get past the extra weight that I carried. When I got out of bed this morning I decided to start fresh and focus on making me a better person. Who needs a guy to be happy with life? Unfortunately, my solitude did not last very long. As I was putting my last few items of clothing into the wash a tall hooded man walked in with a large load of laundry. I didn’t pay him a lot of attention because he began loading the washers on the opposite side of the laundry mat. I sat on the benches near the front of the laundry mat and settled down to finish my latest romance novel that I had downloaded to my phone’s eBook app. I was so involved in the story that I had forgotten that there was anyone else in the room. I jumped a mile when a heard a deep, sexy voice right in front eryaman escort of me. I dropped my phone on the seat and took the time to retrieve it before glancing up at where that voice came from. All thoughts left my head as I laid eyes on a man who could have easily taken the award for sexiest man of 2014. He had pushed his hood back to reveal shoulder length blonde hair, the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen so close up, and something a little more than a 5 o’clock shadow on a square jaw. His t-shirt was tight against his chest, revealing a muscular frame that I immediately wanted to reach out and touch. One muscle clad arm was decorated in a Celtic tattoo which reached all the way to his wrist. My slow perusal of this sexy godlike man ended at eye level and I wondered what lay under those tight jeans. And there was something more. He wore my favorite Polo cologne. My eyes quickly snapped back up to his face when I heard his voice say something again. “I’m sorry. What did you say?” I asked, trying not to focus on his gorgeous lips which sincan escort broke into a sexy lopsided grin when our eyes met. “I asked if you had change for a $5 because the change machine won’t take my mangled money.” He revealed a five dollar bill that was dog eared. “Of course. I always have ones because I waitress at O’Malley’s.” Did he need to know that last little bit of information? I always seemed to say too much when I’m nervous. I reached into my pocket and gave him five ones. Our hands touched when we exchanged the money and my eyes snapped to his. His eyes revealed that also he felt the undeniable electricity between us. Our trance soon ended when another person joined us, lugging their dirty laundry over to a nearby washing machine. My tall stranger went back to tending to his clothes, and I to my book, but I couldn’t help but notice several stolen glances from my tall stranger. And with each stolen glance my juices pooled and my clit throbbed. Oh, the things I could imagine! But, then I remembered my decision as of that morning to forget about guys and focus on my own personal growth. That had to begin somewhere. I would get nowhere if I entertained thoughts of this stranger any longer. With my decision made, I quickly pulled my clothes from the dryer and proceeded to fold them at a location furthest from the tall sexy stranger.

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