Little known fact about me: I’ve dreamed of owning a bar or a restaurant just to live out this fantasy. My lover comes to visit me late after the crowds have left. We share a drink or two, flirt with each other a little bit and, before we know it, we are in each others hands. Before long her clothes are on the floor and she, still in my hands, is lifted up onto the counter where I proceed to indulge myself in some late night sweets.
Held against the counter…
Waiting… isn’t an option as we need each other. No one around, no one to see and would it really matter if they could....
Damn I love this one! If he’s on the menu I want him! With this last tumblr post I say good night!!