I looove Cool Whip! I have been sitting here eating it, spoonful by frozen spoonful. Something I had forgotten since childhood. Anyway, that wasn't what I was going to share today. Some of the sexiest songs ever made: Heavy Metal: there is something about that song, the soundtrack and the movie that makes me want to have sex in a red Corvette...in space. Bolero: That particular piece of music just lends itself to sultry movements, and makes me think of....well this IS about the sexiest music ever made, is it not? Kashmir: Rhythmic, hypnotizing, escalating to....... Speaking of movements, and sex. I am still not having any. Was really tempted last night though. I went to have drinks with some of the guys. The main one being Scott. Hey, he has really been seeking me out lately. He asked me what I had planned for the evening, was dropping hints all day, and as I left chased me down as I was walking to my vehicle. We agreed to have drinks, but I let him know that there would be others joining us. I left work earlier than usual, since my new trainee is now trained and is able take over the evening responsibilities. I had plenty of time to nap, shower, and get dolled up. Which I did. I was to meet with said friends at around 9:00 p.m. I stepped into the place, fashionably late in my coral blouse and black miniskirt, with four inch heel "Catwoman" boots. I was primped,glossed and had the faint aroma of white tea and ginger bodywash and Pleasures perfume emanating from that warm spot on the back of my neck. I was feeling pretty darned invincible, and I would have kept that feeling If I had walked in and found any of my party there. They were also late, and I stood outside for about 20 minutes before anyone arrived. Scott was there first, and the look on his face as he walked up told me all I needed to know.We walked in together. Of course the entire restaurant was packed, ther was an hour wait for a table and the upstairs bar looked as if it would cave with the weight of all the people inside. So we stayed at the bar in the lower level, and ordered a couple of draft beers. I happen to prefer Newcastle Ale, if I am going to drink beer at all luckily they had it on tap. Another member or our party, Chase showed up shortly thereafter. I spotted some people I knew and went upstairs. After mingling upstairs, I went back down to the bar where the guys were at. Scott had his eyes on me the entire time I walked down the stairs "unaware" of his burning glare. I smiled and made eye contact with various people in the restaurant, when I got to the spot where he was standing, I turned my smile on Scott making sure my hair gently swung over my shoulder and looked right in his eyes. Then said hello to Chase. They saved the barstool in between them for me. Scott pulled it out so that I would sit. We all enjoyed animated conversation from one political issue to the next. I very much enjoyed being in between them, I knew I could hold either of their attention at any given time, and subtly flirted (in a tasteful way) with them both. I had never hung out with either of them before, and it was really nice to talk about real things in the world for once. A couple of other guys showed up and decided to go on the prowl upstairs where all the smokers hang out. After about four beers, and all the laughing I could handle, I was ready to call it a night. As were Chase and Scott. We said our goodnights. And I waved at Chase as he walked out the door.Somehow, when I was on my way to the little girls room, Scott was on his way out of the little boys room. He walked up to me and put his arms around me. Long muscular arms and his hand covered my entire back! I was going to hug him however he decided to take the opportunity to plant a kiss right on my lips. Good strong lips.Really nice and soft. I gave in a little. But pulled away soon after. He took me by the hand and we walked outside together. He asked me where I was parked, turns out he was closer so he drove me to my car. I was somewhat conflicted at this point. I thought that he was going to expect something after that. Although I am very attracted to him. I know that we can't do anything more than what just happened. Someone once told me that when I am good I am really good, but when I am bad I am even better. Well, I was a good little girl, but I would've liked to have been even better! After the kiss the fires were roaring. He kissed my neck and when I pulled away he looked into my eyes and said "Oh my god, you are so sexy." I am sure he really wanted to keep going, I am sure I really wanted to keep going, but I didn't think we needed to stoke the fires at this point. I had to put an end to it. I have my vow, and he has his fiancee. We kissed again. Longer, stronger. I had to put a stop to this. I leaned down and grabbed my little black purse, and he asked if I was leaving. "I am." He started to kiss my ear, then whispered "Why? Are you afraid you will want to do more?" Damn him. I said "Yes." We talked about it some, and although he did say that we could just have fun...there doesn't have to be any sex involved, I didn't know if that was such a good idea. (insert another reference to fires and the stoking of, adding fuel to or playing with it, here) I never agreed nor disagreed. I calmly got out of the car and said "Goodnight Scott." I was kicking myself as I watched his car drive away, and got in my vehicle. But now I am sure I chose wisely. Yes the fire is there, but I don't want to spontaneously combust. As fun as it may be, I guess when Scott comes calling I can't come out to play. It could quite possibly ruin everything I have done (or not done) in the past two and a half months. So against what my body was telling me to do, I said goodnight. I drove home to my empty apartment. I slept in my empty bed as usual, and I woke up not feeling so empty after all.