I had a cool dream last night. I don't know who the mystery woman from my dreams is, but I can tell you that she has sandy blonde hair, about shoulder length, has a small frame, and wore perfume that was intoxicating. We were working together, and we were working very closely. I don't know how I know, but I knew she was married. There was this fierce sexual tension between us and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. At one point, while I was sitting down, leaned around me to grab something, and her neck ended up very close to my mouth. I whispered to her that she smelled really good. She then moved in closer to me, askin how good she smelled. I told her that she smelled too good, and fighting control, moved away. We were alone in this conference room of sorts, so she gets right up in my face, our lips just an inch apart, and asks me what I am thinking. I remember trying to act professional, all the while wanting to kiss her..................
The next thing I know, we are in a room and we are kissing. I ask her about her husband, and she doesn't answer...............we are too much in to each other. We are still clothed at this point, but my hand is down her pants fingering her pussy that was so wet, it had soaked through her jeans. But there was someone in the room watching us, and I know it wasn't her husband, it was someone that I knew, and I didn't get the feeling that they were watching in like in a gross way, I felt like they were watching just to watch.
Then, I am laying on my stomach and she is kissing the back of my legs. I was just laying there, talking to this other person like it was a normal thing...........then she stuck her finger in my butt. Now, if you are a constant reader of this, you know my fascination with anal...........But in my dream, although I didn't hate it, it was unexpected and I remember saying to the person in the room, "This chick is kinky!"
I remember telling my new lover that I had to go pee.............and I woke up. The ONE thing that sticks out in my mind more than any other part of the dream was her leaning in next to me, her hair brushing past my lips, her neck close enough to kiss and smelling her sweet perfume. I can't get it out of my mind.
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