Saturday, 22nd November

November 22, 2008 10:49 pm

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Short break in between songs. We stand outside the Salsa club nearby Koro’s restaurant. I would rather he doesn’t see me going wild with Omar, hugging and kissing. Passers-by stare at us but the red dry wine knocked me out and I couldn’t care less. Omar smokes. I know I should not drink any more, and most definitely I should not smoke…

”I order you, not to, under any circumstances, no matter how much I beg you, not to give me a puff! Just say no and that’s it…ok now give me a puff… Please… Just one, tiny little puff…”

“No, no way. You just told me not to.” Omar teases me while I try to steal his cigarette.

“Bezuna… Bezuna!”  He raises his hands high so I can’t reach. I fold my hands and turn my back at him.

“Don’t be angry my beautiful Czech princess” Omar laughs, kisses me on the cheek and gives me his cigarette. I know I will feel like shit tomorrow but I’m possessed by wine and I have to do what I feel like rather than what’s right.

Back on the dance floor. Omar is a divine dancer. What is even more important he doesn’t try to tame me, calm me down. He doesn’t correct my skirt when it goes up too high as Ali would in a similar situation. And I go wild on the dance floor. I shake, wiggle, throw my legs in all possible directions, shake my bum etc etc. Omar throws me left and right, strikes poses and does it all with so much grace, balls and charm and he never steps on my feet! We rule on the dance floor.

It’s almost 4 am when I get bored and decide to go “home”, but sneak away to Charlotte’s party. As Omar walks me to my car I feel my phone vibrate in my handbag. Who would be txting me at this time?

“I don’t know why, but I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s Koro.

We get into my car for goodbyes and Omar starts sucking on my lips.

“Too hard” I yell annoyed and hyper sensitive after Steph’s adventures. Omar calms down I maneuver myself to sit on top of him with my legs spread. I can feel him growing hard under me. Koro can wait… We kiss, touch and make out. He starts lifting my skirt and working his way towards my underwear.

“I want to see you…”

“No way!”

It’s time for me to spell out all my rules to Omar.

“No sex in the car. The same applies to parks and my house. I will not have sex at my place as long as I don’t have it at yours and I don’t care if you live with your dad”.

All of this cools Omar down and I’m proud of myself that I’ve made these things clear early.

“so maybe we go away for a weekend sometime?” He suggests.

”yea maybe, we can plan something”.

This option sounds much better than screwing in cars and dark alleys.

Omar leaves my car and before he disappears he turns towards me, smiles and shakes his bum suggesting he still has got a hard on and can’t walk or fit his birdie properly in his pants. I smile back although I already started txting Koro:

“How nice to hear it. what are you up to? Still at the restaurant? Or at home?”  Send.

I fix my make up, correct my dress and start walking towards Koro’s restaurant only hoping I will not stumble onto Omar on my way!
Any second I’m expecting a hot reply like “where are you, what are you doing, can I see you?” but Koro is silent although I’m only 30 min late with my response!

Should I go to his restaurant then? Prrrrrr…. Hold your horses.  What will he think if I just turn up out of nowhere? That I’m desperate? Available on request? Easy come easy go!

So I start walking back to my car.

Hold on. Where is spontaneity? Plus I look great tonight and I would sweep him off his feet!

So I start walking away from my car again.

Oh yeah, sweep him off his feat. Stinking with cigarettes and wine, unable to control myself.  Think logically Bezuna, think logically! You have more to loose if you turn up unannounced than if you don’t. If he cares and can’t stop thinking about you like he says, he will keep trying until he gets you. Right?
There is no rush with anything, and especially not with men!

DID I DO THE RIGHT THING?

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about image I am originally from Czech. I am 26 and very single now. I created this diary to get some relief. I hope spelling it all out will help me go through it. Bezuna