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Have you considered blowing him? He's already dining on your snatch and a lot of the younger set grew up thinking oral isn't real sex so he's less likely to develop feelings for you. If you really like to and want to advance things without messy emotions, you can surely tolerate swallowing the odd load from his balls.
Reminds me of a lesbian coworker about ten years ago. She's kinda cute, a bit chubby and we are good friends. Of course she was "off limits" her being a lesbian and all, right? Well, she and her gf broke up and she was a bit sad, so I suggested we go for drinks after work. After a few drinks, she was very open about why they broke up - her gf fucked a guy! And worse, they began dating behind her back.
I asked more questions about their relationship, what she found attractive in her gf (whom I have met but didn't find that attractive) and then asked about their "first time". She was uninhibited and very specific - they met at a bar across from our office and were sucking each other's clit an hour later! They fucked each other a lot, multiple times a week. She told me about the toys she used, how they would masturbate together watching porn, fingering each other in public, at movie theaters etc.
I just listened....and ordered more drinks. After an hour or so, we were both pretty tipsy and really having fun. It was almost like a date...say it ain't' so! But we were both pretty horny..."I'm so wet right now" she said. I stood up nonchalantly and she saw I was tenting pretty good. Laughing, she said "that's about the size of my silicon cock. After sitting back down, I took her hand and placed it over my pants. She could feel it, and actually got into it. We were both a bit antsy about being seen, so she removed her hand.
Things got quiet - we didn't say much of anything for the next minute or so. Then I looked at her, really looked and admired her beauty, and then looked into her eyes. I mean, really gazed into her to the point that it could have been really uncomfortable. She mumbled "I can't believe this is happening." I asked her what it was. She said that she has never been attracted to a man before, but she had always liked me and now "really likes me". I was a bit befuddled and stumbled in my response. "You are really pretty and have such beautiful eyes" was my reply (or something like that, maybe not as profoundly romantic). We held hands across the table, she giggled and I quietly laughed and shook my head. The moment was ironic and cathartic, wrapped into a ball of horny hormones.
Since it was pretty late by now, I suggested we leave. By this time the alcohol affects have diminished enough so safely drive, so I walked her to her car. As we walked, her hand brushed mine and I brought my hand to hers and slowly wrapped her hand in mine. We walked hand in hand to her car in a comfortable silence. As she pulled her keys from her purse, she turned, smiled and pulled me closer. I leaned in for a kiss, but stopped and looked into her eyes. She said "thank you so much for tonight. I needed it". As she spoke, our lips were so close I felt like I was inhaling her words. "I did too" I replied.
She closed her eyes for a second, opened them and gave me a slight nod. I leaned in a bit more and our lips brushed and then I pulled away and asked "are you okay?". She nodded again, and we enjoyed one of the most romantic kisses I have ever experienced. Deep, slow, connected, eager tongues exploring one another. This was not "sexual" as we typically read in these confessions. It was a very connecting time.
I actually started crying (slightly, just tearing up cuz I'm a man, right?). She asked what was wrong. I said "absolutely nothing. I think something happened tonight, but I'm not sure what it was, but it really feels right". She agreed...it was quite an epiphany for both of us. However, we both know this was too soon from her breakup. I didn't want to push it (for once, the big head was in charge). All I knew was this was right.
We kissed once more and said our goodbyes. She texted me later and thanked me for a nice evening. I sent her a smiley face and told her I'd see her at work in the morning.
The next day, we had a team meeting. She sat across from me, and as the meeting droned on we stole quick glances and slight grins. Afterwards, she texted me and asked if we could do lunch. Of course, I replied. During lunch, she expressed her confusion and fear, however said that a door opened she didn't expect. She asked if I could "like" a lesbian. I told her I was experiencing the same feelings and was open to see where this would go. I did tell her that I relived her stories in my mind and jerked off twice last night. She laughed, and said she did the same. I didn't know what to say except "I can't stand up right now". She stole a glance under the table and smiled.
We have been married for eight years now. It has been to most intense, loving, together relationship I have ever experienced.
If you wasn't so feminine, y'all could get a girlfriend.
Credible or not, any girl who behaves such or writes fantasy as such should find a high cliff somewhere & as David Lee Roth says: JUMP!! Go ahead & JUMP.