Meeting Apt #5
Saturday afternoon I met Sweet Cheeks and Blondie at the apartment pool. I had begged Blondie to call up her Ex and bring his friends over so we could finish what we had started last weekend, hopefully without the triple cock block this time, but she refused and said she needed a girls-only day. Hmph. Easy for her to say, she’s been getting laid.
And so I attempted to drown my poor frustrated cooch with a pitcher of homemade (read: strong) sangria and a full cooler of beer.
Which is why when a hot straight guy came to the pool I honed in on him with the stubborn devil-be-damned determination that only occurs with an aching pussy and inebriation.
