Hey. It's nice to see you, old friend. I have a dream to share with you.
Oh my god, you are such a tease. Come here. Yeah, no, I'm super glad that we got to hang out.
It's been a long time. How are things at home? Yeah, chill, I guess.
I know, I know the feeling. The holidays were kind of crazy and then the beginning of the year is cold and dreary. And you ever get that, you know, that holiday hangover? It's like, you know, everything is just so happy and lovely and then January comes and everybody's back to work and, you know, all the family goes home.
And it's just you, stuck in the cold. I know, I know. It's just so sad.
Well, I'm really happy that you made some time for me. I have missed you. Yeah, thanks.
I feel like you've always been there for me, even in times when I just haven't been around much. But I can't thank you enough for being such a good friend. I mean, it means a lot just knowing that you're there, that I can talk to you.
What? Oh, nothing. No, no, I'm not going to tell you.
No. Oh, my God. It's kind of embarrassing.
But also kind of hot. Yeah, I kind of feel awkward sharing this. It's a dream, okay? It's a dream that I had a few nights ago.
Yeah. You were in the dream. Yes, you were.
Oh, fuck. Well, okay. You have to promise that you're not going to make this into something, okay? Like this is just a story.
Pinky swear? Okay, cool. So here's the dream.
So we went out for dinner. I think we were getting sushi or something. I couldn't really make out what we were eating.
All I know is that we were both really enjoying it. It was so good. And there was a point in the dream where I put my hand on the table.
And at the point that I put my hand on the table, all of a sudden you were like reaching for a napkin or something. And your hand just fell on top of mine. And both of us looked down and just commented on how our hands just stayed there.
And your hand looked so small compared to mine. Like I never really realized how big I am compared to you. Like I never really even think about it, right? Like this is just me.
I am a large person. And compared to me, you're just tiny. So we pause in that moment.
And then you said something about going and getting a drink after. So I get the check and we get up. And I put your coat on around you.
And it's the first time that I sort of notice what you're actually wearing in this dinner. This gorgeous black dress with this short skirt. And you are a fucking vision in my eyes.
Like I can't decide what to look at. And we go to the door of the restaurant and open it. And you walk outside.
We're walking down the street toward the bar that we want to go to. And you put your arms around mine as we walk. And it makes me feel like.
.. It makes me feel so powerful. It makes me feel like a man to have you on my arm like that.
And I am just. .. Like it's kind of a subtle thing.
But it really, in my dream, I just felt like, oh, here we go. So we get to the bar. And we find a cozy little, you know, corner.
Sort of a loungy, sit in this like loungy kind of velvet seat, bench seat thing. And there's a round table with a candle on it in front of us. Server comes by and asks us for, you know, our drink order.
And I just ordered two of these like, you know, limey cocktails. And then we just start talking. And I can't help but notice that you are sitting against me.
That we are touching. And as we talk, you're just looking into my eyes. And your mouth is open.
And, you know, my arm sort of drifts around you and you lean into me. You can feel my hands on your side holding you closer to me. And, you know, as we're talking, I don't even remember in my dream what our conversations were about.
I'm sure they were fascinating. But all I'm paying attention to in my brain is my hand on your hip. And I'm just sort of ever so lightly feeling your hip.
And I can feel the indentation, the sort of telltale detail of your panties under your dress. And it just haunts me thinking about that. And so at some point I look at you and I place my finger over your mouth of my other hand.
And I don't know what comes over me, but I look at you with deep, dark eyes. And I say, I'm going to kiss you now. And your eyes just start smiling.
And I just lean in and you meet me. And our lips just dance together. And I love the way you kiss in my dream.
Like you're right there with me. Our lips together feel soft. And before long we break and then I look at you again and I say, go to the bathroom and take off your underwear.
And without even hesitating you give me a smirk and get up and leave. I enjoy my drink for a few minutes. And you come back and you're just again this wonder of beauty.
I can see how your body looks underneath your dress. The lighting is perfect. Your hair is perfect.
Your face is beaming. And you sit down and reach into my pocket and place this little wad of cloth. And then you lean into my ear and you say, what are you going to do about it? And that's when I feel my hand wrapping around your hip again.
And this time there's no indent. There's just smooth skin underneath. And I can feel my hand exploring down.
And I can feel your thigh at my fingertips. And I can feel how your legs are just so smooth and soft. And my fingers just sort of travel around, examining, exploring, feeling every little detail.
I can feel the indent of how your thighs scoop up to meet your pussy. I can feel the little mound, the way your lips are starting to part, how swollen they already feel. And I'm just resting my fingers there at your entrance, very sneakily.
Nobody else notices what we're doing. Because every once in a while, both of us just look around, knowing where my fingers are. And we look at each other and go back to our kiss.
And I can feel how wet you're starting to get. I can feel how your lips are parting around my fingers. It's almost like there's this invitation.
And then the waitress comes. And the waitress is dressed in some kind of cat suit or bear suit or something. And that's when I woke up.
Anyway, so yeah, that was the dream. How do you feel about that? Oh.
Oh, you liked it, huh? Yeah. So you can understand why I've been a little bit eager to see you again.
Because it's just, you know, I wanted to tell you about that. Like, it's not something that I ever would have expected to come into my mind. Well, I don't know.
Given that we just lead such different lives and you're a full-time professional and I'm just, you know, a weird guy with a microphone. But, you know, I really appreciate. I so appreciate this connection.
Mmm. Oh. So I was wondering if I might be able to demonstrate that kiss.
How do you feel about my lips brushing yours? Oh. Wow.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
Oh. Oh. Mmm.
I should probably. I should probably kiss your neck too. Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm. The skin down here is just.
Oh. It feels radiant. Mmm.
Mmm. I like those little noises you're making. Mmm.
Mmm. Oh. Give me a kiss.
Kiss. Mmm. Kiss.
Mmm. Oh. Mmm.
Mmm. Oh. Mmm.
Oh. Well, clearly you know exactly what this body does to me. So what are we going to do about this? Hmm? Oh.
Well, I think you should take off those sweatpants. Mm-hmm. Okay.
I just want to kiss a little bit more around this part of your leg. And then I'll kiss this part of your leg. And then I'll kiss this part of the other leg.
Mmm. Then I will kiss this part of your thigh. A little higher.
And this part of your other thigh. Mmm. And then.
.. Imagine that. You know, your pussy feels exactly the way it does.