Even more deliciously frustrated.

Hey guys, it's me, the "Large Lovely Lady" from post #35175. Another night of intense masturbation after my second date with "Michael," my country cutie that thoroughly taken control of my dirty mind as of late. We'd been texting regularly since our first date a few nights ago (mostly clean, more than a little flirty) and I can't even concentrate at work just waiting for the next one from him. Yesterday afternoon, while in my little cubicle at work, I got the shock of my life when he sent me the hottest picture I've ever seen of a guy in my 31 years. Jeans, T-shirt, those beautiful arms, that hot beard, those beautiful eyes, BIG goofy grin. Guardians of the Galaxy 2 T-shirt. I gasped when I saw it, and my neighbor, Nina, actually asked me if something was wrong. I mumbled something about healthcare reform and devoured that picture with my eyes for around 30 minutes straight! I couldn't even respond. The follow up text, "Wanna go see it tonight? "YESSSSSS!" The rest of my day was amazing, though I really didn't get any work done.

I decide to go with what I wore to work, another patterned dress with cute shoes. Checked my makeup and touched up the lipstick a bit, put on some perfume in a few strategic areas. I pulled my hair into a cute little pony tail with some strategic strands to frame my face just right (chubby girl problems) and waited in the office after we closed for the day since he was meeting me there. He called me from the lobby of the building, and I brought him up to show off my little workspace on the 12th floor and kill time before the movie. He got a BIG hug from me, he was still wearing the t-shirt and had done so to work. I smelled him a little when we got close, instantly turned on, I think he may have caught me doing it.

I held his hand and walked him around, showing him a few folks' offices and explaining who did what. Either he pretended to care or really was interested, either way I was like the overachiever kid who shows their parent EVERYTHING at those school open houses, even the dumb stuff NO ONE cares about. Like the water cooler. Smooth, real smooth.

We walked to the theater from there, a good many blocks from my office. As we walked in broad daylight together, we got some weird looks from folks, that was hard. Pretty girls would scan from him to me and back and I could see the judgment forming. A number of folks called him out for his t-shirt of course and I felt their judging looks, too. He held my hand the entire time and was the perfect gentlemen, moving me around as needed so we could get around other people, poles, whatever. At one point he grabbed my hips and moved me in front of him to avoid a group of folks that might have run into me, they weren't paying attention as they came on by. Again, girl putty, and I loved feeling his hands on me, so strong but incredibly soft to hold and feel. We got a little snack from a food truck on the way, and what could have been a real source of anxiety, a big girl eating in public, was perfectly fine with him. We shared a soda, I loved that.

The movie was SO much fun, though not as good as the first one. Throughout the movie, his arm was around me, a free hand was holding mine, his hand stroked my legs a few times and at one point he simply laid the side of his head on top of mine and gave it a nuzzle. I was breathing hard and was sure everyone in the theater could hear me as I debated either reaching over and grabbing his cock as hard as I could or just dropping to the floor and blowing him right there. So sexually frustrating, but what a great mixture of feelings, pure anxiety and lust.

We stayed through the whole thing (won't spoil any of it, but as usual stay after the credits). Screen goes black and every files out, except us. He's not moved at all, just continued to hold me and we talked about the movie. As our row clears and most folks are heading out of sight, he looks at me, tilts my chin up with his left hand, and kisses me softly and moves that hand along the side of my face. We're making out just a little bit and I went for it, I grabbed his cock through his jeans, so hard and defined, about six inches of perfection. He moans a little bit as we are kissing, then pulls away and starts to get up. I have to walk in front of him to help cover his hard on, the hard on that I gave him. I'm probably beaming at this point as we leave. We hop on the metro and he walks me up to my apartment, little kisses and ear nuzzles and thigh stroking pretty much the whole way. At one point, I'm positive he smelled me. I've ruined another pair of underwear and my pussy is aching, really hurting and needy.

I ask him to come up, and he stops in his tracks, his face getting stern. "No funny stuff, now. I'm not that kind of girl." LOL, I roll my eyes and pull him into the building. So we sit on my couch and talk for about two hours, my now bare feet in his lap (which he rubbed for me, amazing). We move around my apartment a few times, a few kisses here and there, a shoulder rub or two. It's all so light, but I'm on fire. My cheeks are hot, I know I'm blushing intensely. He finally says, "I gotta go, darling," and I'm genuinely upset at this point. I need this man to stay the night with me< I need that beautiful cock. He gives me a LONG kiss in the doorway of my apartment, and he's gone. I saw his bulge while we were there, I felt it against me a few times when I pressed against him, I even got him breathing hard a little bit with a well placed kiss or two. What the hell happened? I was very clear, I wanted him right there.

That's where I'm at, another LONG night of frustration and jilling off, three BIG O's and I'm a little pool of girl cum and sweat. He did text me to let me know when he got home, with a line about how great a time he had with me and how much he likes spending time with me. He asked when we could do it again. I haven't responded yet, I'm actually a little annoyed. I like this game, don't get me wrong, but what the hell is going on with this guy? It's clear he seems to want me, why isn't he in me right now? Doesn't he like me? Is he taken already (wouldn't surprise me)? What's wrong with me?

Ugh. I gotta try to sleep, gotta get up for work soon! Still frustrated, and I need to buy more batteries tomorrow on the way home.