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and co-workers alike, but I’ve never given in.
    The bad thing is that my boyfriend Thomas is too into himself and not enough into me. Sure, he says he loves me but flowers on Valentine’s Day and saying that he loves me is just not enough. Somewhere along the way he forgot that I have physical needs too.
    I’ve tried to talk to him, believe me. But whenever I try to have this conversation with him, all he does is act like the victim and tell me that if he got it more often he could last longer. Really?
    Little does he know, it’s not about lasting longer but caring to please me more. At least some of the time so that I do not feel so worthless and just like a piece of meat for him to get his jollies off.
    Today is just like any day, I suppose I will follow the same routine as usual. The only difference is the low cut dress I am wearing instead of jeans and a T-shirt. I’m sure it would turn Thomas on, but I’m not wearing it for him.
    I enjoy the attention I get at work from other men that flirt with me on a daily basis. It might seem a little basic, but it gives me a feeling of self-worth knowing that I can still get someone else in bed and rock their world. For some reason, this reassurance gives me what I need knowing that if Thomas and I don’t work out I’m still marketable.
    I’ve known Steve for roughly three years now and have gone to lunch with him on several occasions. The relationship up to this point has been purely platonic but we both enjoy the constant innocent flirting back and forth.
    Today however, I notice that he keeps staring at my legs whenever he thinks that I’m not looking. I find out that he is getting more of a show then I realize. A female co-worker finally tells me that in certain lighting around the office, especially in the lounge, you can see straight through my skirt. Oops!
    I don’t need anyone to tell me what this dress is doing for Steve. Flirting with him every moment of the day might be a sick idea, but I burn with desire to be fucked! I need a change from the same day in day out pace and feel like being a little bit of a bad girl today. After all, it has been six years with Thomas and the first three years we were hot and heavy. Now, it seems more like a routine and not an adventure. I don’t mean to sound selfish but a girl has needs and mine are not being met at the moment. After all, I’ve never been an angel and Thomas knows it.
    We aren’t married, as a matter of fact we are not even engaged so if I plan on keeping any wedding vows in the future I better fulfill any and all wild thoughts and desires now before he has me locked up and throws away the key.
    Standing in the smoke shack I wait for Steve to show up at his usual time which is usually around ten in the morning.
    Calmly he strolls in and I can tell that the combination of my dress and perfume is having an obvious effect as I watch his cock grow by several inches pressing insistently against the front of his shorts. It’s Friday and since we’re able to wear shorts today, his erection stands out for what seems to be a mile.
    I’m the first to start up the small talk. Reaching out to place my hand on his hardened weapon, I can’t resist asking where he is thinking about going for lunch as his cock grows under my hand.
    He looks down at me, his breath grows ragged. I know that all this time it has been innocent flirting, but I don’t think he ever thought I would take him up on his unspoken offer.
    I cock my head. “So Steve, I’m thinking about going out for lunch. I might take two hours since boss lady is not in today. I can use all the relaxation time I can get to shed off some of this extra stress that has been building up over the past week. Would you like to join me?”
    My question is two-fold so if he’s not getting the hint I have completely lost my touch. After all, I just grabbed his junk. He has been going out with someone for about a month but I sense there is no true commitment spoken or