He would be the first to admit that he was perpetually horny. Pretty girls turned his head fairly easily, but he tried not to look overly eager. After all he was a vlogger, the majority of his viewers were youngish and probably wouldn't be too pleased if he over shared his inner most thoughts about his love life. Actually his viewers might enjoy that a bit too much, but he had a reputation to keep clean. Not to mention he'd never hear the end of it from his mother.
Given his circumstances, he does his best to keep his hormones under control, but sometimes they do get the best of him and sometime he lets his mind run wild in order to alleviate his frustrations.
Currently he was looking particularly good at a black tie event; his tux was fitted and he looked downright James Bond-like. Also there were plenty of cute girls that he was more than happy to flirt with, especially after downing a cocktail or two. Shaken not stirred.
Ha! He was so clever.
As he made himself comfortable at the bar he scanned around for any of his friends and he found two particularly delightful ones not too far off.
Zoe and Louise looked flawless as usual, laughing and gossiping to themselves at a small corner table. Alfie quickly zoomed in to give Zoe a little kiss before attacking Louise with a hug and a kiss on the top of her golden head. She gave a surprised cry of protest while Zoe laughed in delight and Alfie quickly made his escape before Louise could pout.
It was such a pretty pout too. She had such perfectly well formed lips which always had a pleasing color and a moist softness to them that begged for attention.
Taking a sip from his drink, he absentmindedly licked his lips as not for the first time curiosity filled him. He was quite young when he moved to London and his friends were welcoming, but he had always had a flirty relationship with Louise. Occasionally it got a bit much and Louise would get nervous so he'd back off, but no real damage. Sometimes though, sometimes, sometimes as he buried his face against her golden hair for a childish embrace, he wondered what it would be like to kiss her.
He had imagined it a million times in a million little scenarios that left his palms sweaty and heart racing. Right now he could see himself downing his drink, marching over to that little corner table and stealing a little peck on Louise's lips that would leave her flabbergasted. He could later blame it on the alcohol.
But really though if he had the chance he would really like to kiss her. A nice, deep kiss that would blow her mind.
His favorite fantasy had always been of being alone with her in the kitchen of his old apartment. He didn't question the rationale of how they got to be alone in the kitchen, only that they were flirting and it started to get more heated. She teased him about being so young and inexperienced and he took it as a challenge. He slowly pinned her against the corner of the counter and she gasped softly. He loomed above her taking in her wide green eyes and faintly parted lips before he leaned down and showed her how youth had its advantages.
He'd kiss Louise boldly and passionately, stealing her breath away. He always believed she had a fire behind her modesty, so she'd grab his face and tug his hair just enough to make him want to nip her perfect lower lip and she'd return the favor. The pleasure would sink deep in his gut and he would grip the kitchen counter as their kiss got noisy and hot. Would she want more? He could show her more right there on the kitchen counter if she was so inclined.
He jerked out of his lovely fantasy at the feeling of cold wetness on his pants and cursed under his breath as he accidentally spilled half his drink on himself. Glancing around to make sure no one saw him, he made a dash to the restroom.
As he toweled off as much as he could off, he thought about his Louise fantasy. She was single and so was he. Should he attempt something? Could he? Or was he really too much of an adolescent boy for such a grown woman like her?
