I think I will start going to work early more often, not because I love my job (which I do), nor because I have suddenly become a better person, but solely because I have discovered just how much better my days can be if they begin with a little mischief in the office…hihi, still feeling a bit naughty about what I did. Before I let you in on my morning musings and you get all judgmental I will let you in on a lil’ history of how this almost turned into a depressing day.
Why I did it…
It’s been thirty-six (36) hours since I last communicated with my so called boyfriend. I don’t even know why I insist on calling him that, the only things we have in common is that we are both hopelessly bright and have a wide array of abusive vocabulary that we pleasurably use on each other way too often to be a functional relationship. That and the fact that we have beautiful sex. Anyway, not to digress… I love-hate this man, more hate than love. He can be such an a-hole at times but I guess you have to be that way to survive some of my manic episodes.
So 36 hours and still counting. The last time I heard from him was on Sunday afternoon, I was nursing a hangover and a cold after a night out in the rain with Sheila; so you can see why I wasn’t really in the luvy-duvy-buji-wuji mood. For him, this translated as “I am cheating on him and therefore cannot speak to him” I wasn’t in the mood for an argument so I just hang up and 36 hours later, here I am still waiting for him to get back at my countless missed calls. Maybe he has left me for good this time, I know I have done it a couple of times before, I guess ‘for good’ isn’t as long as it’s cut out to be.
Who I did it with…
Peter, work mate, drinking buddy, long time crush
Where I did it…
My office, actually my boss’ office, I just have a key and a desk there…
Morning musings…
I heard somewhere that if you don’t have sex for a whole year you could actually revirginise; I have my doubts as to how true that is but I wasn’t willing to test the theory. Hence, after 1 and a half weeks of not having sex with the boyfriend, and 3 days of not speaking, I was well at my horniest, feeling like a virgin after a sex dream.
Picture this( like the setting of a lame romance novel), I am in the office snooping in the boyfriends facebook account to see if he has been active since he fell off the face of MY earth, when peter , lush and sexy, walks in to my office and jokingly mentions how it’s such a prime spot to have a quickie. He teased, I played along and when he dared me to kiss him, I lingered but only for a moment so it wouldn’t look like I had been waiting to do it since I met him.
Then I kicked him out of the office coz I knew the boss could walk in at any moment
hahaha...
Disappointed??? What did you think I did with him; I am not a complete slut you know…
But it was exciting and wrong and risky and it made me smile, and if that idiot man of mine doesn’t answer his phone by tonight-assuming he is alive and not rotting in his apartment- I will fuck the brains outa peter and blog about it!! This girl aint re-virginising any time soon
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