Hotness of a man

Lie to oneself

She swallowed again and turned

away quickly. She stopped though, and

turning back, she looked me in the eye

and said, “Thank you again.”

I shrugged as if the look of gratitude

she’d given me was no big deal, but

truly it was. In fact, it was still warming

its way through me.

She got in the Jeep and rolling down

the window she asked, “You’re sure

about this?”

I nodded and then leaning forward, I

pointed to the center console and said,

“And if you need to get something away from you or put a bullet in something

there’s a 357 magnum in the console. It’s

fully loaded and ready to fire. If you do

fire it make sure you brace your wrist

with your other hand, okay?”

She stared from me to the console

and then softly said, “Okay.”

“Don’t worry about your car. I’ll see

that it gets towed into town.”

I backed away then and after a long

moment of staring at me she backed the

Jeep up and drove away. The place felt

curiously empty without the Jeep.

Maybe it wasn’t the Jeep I was

missing. It wasn’t the Jeep.

One could only lie to oneself so much. No, the truth was that this

suburban stranger from the other side of

the continent had affected me like a

strong dose of kryptonite.

It had been the right thing to loan her

my Jeep. That said, I knew deep down in

my soul that for the duration of her stay

in town, however long or short as it may

be, I needed to avoid her like the plague.

I went inside my house intent on

having a cold shower. It did no good

though.

Breathing heavy as cold water

shocked across my system as it ran down

my back, I found myself more erect than

ever. My balls had begun to literally

ache with the need for release. My hand lowered and it was a poor substitute for

what imagery still played across my

mind.

The view of the way she had looked

bent over was all it took and I groaned

as a powerful o****m ripped through me

even as the evidence of my release

splashed off the shower wall. At last

some of the tension I was feeling drained

away, but far from all of it.

How was I going to deal with this

infatuation for a stranger? I had no clue

other than to avoid her, even as I was

sure that she would never want someone like me.