Flirt

It's official boys and girls, well it's always been official truth be told, it's a very well known fact but as it was pointed out to me today I thought I'd make it official to the world and admit that I AM A FLIRT. Which is hardly ground breaking news to those that know me personally because it is a very well known fact, I'm terrible, honestly I can't help myself and every now and then it causes my baby to tell me off. Not that I flirt to upset my baby nor do I flirt in the hope of getting laid because I've no reason to do it for such reasons - I only want to make my baby happy and I don't need nor do I want to get laid by anyone else but him; I love my baby to bits. I don't know but I guess it's inbuilt into me and it's more mischievous than anything else but I honestly can't help it. I know my limits though, it's very rare I flirt with gay-boys (although my baby's disagreeing with me here, okay sometimes I do it for a laugh or sometimes if we're out at night in a club or bar my friendly advances may be mistaken by the other party. But in my defence whenever that happens, I'm always with my baby and we make sure that they know we're boyfriends) but I flirt all the time with straight boys and girls; I just find it so funny and that's all it is, my mischievousness. I mean that really is harmless fun, I've got nothing to gain by flirting with them, straight boys and girls are not my cup of tea, man I don't even drink tea!

So today was a boring Sunday at work but I brightened the day up by flirting via text messages with my boyfriend and girlfriend; gosh it was such fun and well it started off with my baby. In one of my messages I referred to him as boyfriend silky sexy pants, which I thought was just so cute and kind of funny too; so I tried it out on girlfriend - girlfriend silky sexy pants, I just love the terminology and it kind of stuck. Now I call my baby such because I know he wears silky sexy pants, I want him to wear silky sexy pants, I love him to wear silky sexy pants and I've bought him many a pair of silky sexy pants - you get the picture, right? But I've absolutely no idea what kind of pants girlfriend wears, she may wear silky sexy pants, she looks the type to wear silky sexy pants (I don't know what that statement means - oh, she looks the type to wear silky sexy pants; how can you tell? Perhaps it's a straight thing, perhaps straight guys can tell what kind of pants a girl's wearing, perhaps it's a straightdar? Excuse us a minute - straightdar, oh gosh that's funny, I'm going to use that again...) and despite my best attempts to flirt my way into her pants - it's just not happening. Girls do not appear to be as easy as boys in this respect, they're kind of hard work although my baby's just reminded me that I shouldn't judge others by my standards (and he's finding that statement very funny, funnier than it should be) like you needed dragging into bed when we first met babes? Like we never had sex on our first date babes? Like it was even a date? We met purely for sex and you instigated it if memory serves correct? Oh gosh my baby's gone quiet, I wonder why? He's not really we're laughing together now but I'm so glad that it's worked out the way it has, I still remember the first message he sent me, if it wasn't for that maybe we'd have never met. Oh gosh, I'm feeling all sentimental now...........

But today I almost cracked it, seriously, girlfriend succumb to my flirtations and wants me to see her off with a bang - I almost died; these are the dangers of flirting boys and girls, be warned! Not that there's anything up with her, she's a mighty fine sexy girlfriend, but me? Like what do you do? I mean she's got bits missing and bits extra (well at a guess!); and the bits that are missing are kind of important. That's what I'm interested in and truth be told she's a girl - girls don't make me horny; but there was a saving grace, I think she was only joking and besides there's a cure for such misunderstandings, you can get it from Boots! (Oh my gosh, that could be the funniest joke ever told and no one but my baby, my girlfriend and I will get it!) On the other hand the flirtations with my baby paid off and we're very real, he wasn't joking.............

He got me so horny, seriously and I spent the remainder of my afternoon with nothing but him and the promises he made me on my mind - all afternoon I was thinking of nothing more than getting laid, more than normal it was that bad! My baby picked me up from work and when we got home, well my baby gave me a helping hand in removing my work clothes - they ended up all over the bedroom floor. I kid you not when I say we make each other so ridiculously horny, we we're both so desperate for sex that it was like we'd been starved of it for months; it's like we're possessed, but man is it good. Dear me, I would love to go into so much detail but I'm going to practice some self control, suffice to say that I was teased and pleased with fingers and a vibrator before my baby shagged me into submission; oh my gosh my bottom has never been abused so much in it's life, it was beyond sex; and according to my baby it was the most beautiful sight in the world, it was certainly the best feeling in the world.