Best Damn Dream in a Long Time...
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2004 8:53 pm
2004/01/07 21:33 I sure cannot wait for bed tonight. No, I am not going to massage old Johnnie
I just want to finish the best damn dream I can remember in a long time.
I as I recall, I was at a friend of a friends house and fell in love with this custom made tile used on his kitchen counter top. There were a couple dozen people at his house for a small gathering and he was preparing a wonderful meal. I was there to help with food preparation, as I am a good cook. We struck up a pleasant conversation as we prepared the vegetables and fixings for his meal. I must say, I was wondering if he noticed me. I sure noticed him, his bright blue eyes, sandy blonde hair, fair skin and manly smile. His scent was most erotic, more so than any prior experience.
While serving the meal to his guests, I struck up a conversation with Mark about his wonderful tile. He told me all the tile was custom made. Made by hand in his spare time. I was quite impressed as the unique tile design moved up the splash wall. Now these were no ordinary tiles, they were custom made, multilevel, hand painted porcelain tiles. All designed to enhance the kitchen cabinetry.
After the party faded away, our cleaning effort brought on more conversation and Mark asked if I would stay for a drink, a night cap if you will. I stayed and found my host quite randy. We started to get close when one of his guests came back to the house and interrupted our foreplay. We found the purse she forgot and sent her home via Yellow Cab. Once again Mark and I were left to finish cleaning the kitchen when I suddenly woke up. I was almost ready to make out with Mark when my tiny bladder reared its ugly head
I as I recall, I was at a friend of a friends house and fell in love with this custom made tile used on his kitchen counter top. There were a couple dozen people at his house for a small gathering and he was preparing a wonderful meal. I was there to help with food preparation, as I am a good cook. We struck up a pleasant conversation as we prepared the vegetables and fixings for his meal. I must say, I was wondering if he noticed me. I sure noticed him, his bright blue eyes, sandy blonde hair, fair skin and manly smile. His scent was most erotic, more so than any prior experience.
While serving the meal to his guests, I struck up a conversation with Mark about his wonderful tile. He told me all the tile was custom made. Made by hand in his spare time. I was quite impressed as the unique tile design moved up the splash wall. Now these were no ordinary tiles, they were custom made, multilevel, hand painted porcelain tiles. All designed to enhance the kitchen cabinetry.
After the party faded away, our cleaning effort brought on more conversation and Mark asked if I would stay for a drink, a night cap if you will. I stayed and found my host quite randy. We started to get close when one of his guests came back to the house and interrupted our foreplay. We found the purse she forgot and sent her home via Yellow Cab. Once again Mark and I were left to finish cleaning the kitchen when I suddenly woke up. I was almost ready to make out with Mark when my tiny bladder reared its ugly head
Can't wait to find out what happens in part 2. Keep up the fantasy dreams. ps. isn't it your bedtime yet? 
lol
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