In which Faye accidentally misjudges the strength of a cocktail and goes full on head empty mode. I am faded af and vibing out!
Hey, it's Faye, and I wanted to share with you a fantasy. I'm a little sleepy, but I'm very horny, so I wanted to just talk to you about one of my favorite memories-slash-fantasies, and this was, let's say, a couple years ago now. I'll try not to be too loud, but I just turned my vibrator on, you know, to add some interest to the story.
I had to get my car serviced, and I hadn't done it in a while. Nothing crazy, just an inspection and an oil change. So I called the hedges to double-check that the police did it, and I'm really-I'm not very experienced with car stuff, you know, at least I wasn't at the time, so I like to double-check every place I went to when it came to my car.
I would call first, whenever I actually got over there, so I wouldn't be embarrassed. I just-I remember the voice on the phone was kind of cute. Like, oh, they're nice, you know, it's kind of cute.
So I get there, and it's really early in the morning. I tried to get it done before work, and this man is there at the front desk. He's older.
He's in his forties, maybe mid-to-late forties. He looked like he worked out, like he had these big arms, and he had tattoos all over them, wearing a black polo short-sleeve shirt, and he had-he had like-fuck, I can't even fuck, I can't think. Fuck.
He had the most beautiful eyes, these sexy, kind eyes, and this great smile. God, I don't even usually go for older men, but I was like, holy shit, he's fine. Fuck, okay.
So, anyway, I'm getting all checked in, and he said his name, and I said, oh, we spoke on the phone, and he was like, yeah, do I look different from what you expected, which no one has ever asked me before, and I looked at him, and I said, no, I mean, you're very handsome, and let me tell you, that man, oh, he grinned, oh, he was so hyped, and he said what time? He was like, hey, I get off at nine. I thought he was joking, but I had to go back to get my car, and I admit it, I don't know what possessed me, I kind of, I don't know how to describe this.
I wasn't stalling, I just sort of wanted to know if it was just a joke, or if he meant it, so I stuck around, and then soon, I noticed, I was like, oh, you know, and again, this all happened inside a few minutes, don't worry, I was not just standing there being weird, but after a few moments, the mechanic was on the phone with the man, who looks like the man is not that pleasant, and he didn't have his phone with him, I had my phone with me, and I was looking at him, and I started smiling at him, and I thought to myself, why not, why not, why not, so I brandished my phone, pointed at it, and said, will you, I was like, put your number in, he tells the guy who he has on the phone, he said actually get in, but you want a quick hold, so you hold this customer for me, he grabs his phone, and he texts me hi, and I said hi, this is Faye from the shop, and nothing ever happened, he never had a text from me or anything, and oh well, so for me, it was like a misconnection, but I think about his arms, his hands, I think about how strong, I think about how strong he must have been, I think about running my fingers through that hair, oh man, I feel so good, oh fuck, he was wearing this like tight black polo right, and so I think about, I think about him, letting me take him off and seeing all the rest of his statues, kissing them, feeling him get hard, fuck, fuck, fuck, I can't think, oh it's been such a long day, I just want to go, yes, fuck, fuck, I thought about, I thought about straddling him, and making out with him, oh I wanted to stomp down my throat so bad, I wanted to feel him grinding, grinding on me, cause he kept looking at my mouth, you know, he kept looking at my mouth, yes, fuck, fuck, yes, oh fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, please, please, please, oh, oh, please, oh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh, oh fuck, sorry I'm whimpering so much, oh fuck, oh, oh fuck, oh my god, I feel like I'm getting close, I just keep picturing his hands, he had such beautiful hands, clean fingernails, but they looked, they looked rough, oh I want him to touch me, oh I want him to touch me, I want him to touch all of me, oh, oh fuck, yes, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, oh please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Oh fuck! Oh shit. Okay.
Okay, well. Well, well. Okay.
Oh fuck. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm a little. .. Oh fuck.
I hope, I hope that was fun to listen to because I am, I am not changing anything. Oh my god. I bit my hand so hard.
I can still, I can feel the teeth marks in my hand. Oh fuck. I think I almost broke skin.
Well, I thought I'd kick off. I thought I'd kick off February by telling you a bit about, a little bit about my fantasies. So, I hope you liked that.
Okay. Till next time.