I have contained myself for nearly three hours. Now if that isn't self control I don't know what is. Her song's incredible, there's no denying it. There were some issues with the hook but hey that's what I'm here for and it stopped me from starring at her mouth, which is never a good thing. I mean come on you stare, your mind wanders, then suddenly you're making a top ten list of the things she could do with said mouth and tongue. Oh can't forget the tongue. That's one list I'll have to share with her some day. Maybe the next time she asks me what I want for Christmas. No that'd be wrong to ask for sexual favors on God's birthday . . . but mine on the other hand . . . .
"Oh the possibilities." Shit maybe she didn't hear me. "I thought you said it was fine." Of course she heard you, you moron you spoke out loud. "You are fine." Damn think before you speak. "I mean it's fine, what you're doing is fine." "You sure it wasn't the other one Quincy, cause flattery will get you everywhere," she responds quite suggestively, to my great pleasure. "Well right now there's no where I'd rather be." Despite the fact that, that is true even I think it's more than a little too sweet. But not as sweet as that smile on her face in response to what I said, maybe it was the right reply. I feel the sides of my mouth tugging into a smile, dammit I'm too cool for this. I'm too old for this. If anything I should be smiling about finishing my sentence in my head. Right now there's no where else I'd rather be although I could think of a few things I'd rather be doing.
Ha! That's right that's the Tommy I know and love. So I've been thinking (haha yes, I'm always thinking) if the situation ever arose and I had an opportunity with Jude where would we go? I need to know these things. I like to always be prepared, just like a boy scout. But anyway I was seriously considering what could happen if Jude just one day walked in all "I can't control myself" or "Pour some sugar on me" though we couldn't go to hospitality aka the kitchen for sugar, too much PDA I'd think.
Again back to what I was thinking, Jude a little more ok a lot more "Cherry Pie" and you think I'd rush to my office and that'd be that well not that quick trust me, but oh no D didn't put a door on my office. He was probably thinking ahead. Anyway then I thought hey studio, but they're always in use and have these huge glass see through walls. Again D's out to permanently cock block me, but I will come out victorious for although it can't be my office, the kitchen, any studio or the lounge there is one room that dead bolts from the inside and has no opaque surfaces that make up it's 4 walls. And that my friends is Darius' office. So D there you go if I ever get the chance I will be doing Jude in your office!
Hmmm she's working so diligently, I feel like stirring up some trouble. Maybe I'll be able to get some points racked up on my little slut virgin score card. Let the games begin. "Jude why don't we slack off for a little." "Like I can go get food or make a call?" Can't wait to get away from me already, just wait. "I was thinking more of a we continue to look like we're working but instead we're actually getting to uh know each other better."
"Nothing wrong with getting a little more intimate with Tommy Q." Does everything she say have to in some way shape or form relate back to sex? I don't think she means to, or maybe she does . . . . "Nothing at all wrong with getting a little more intimate Harrison." Or physical. Oh this is gunna be fun.
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