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They Lied To me!
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They Lied To me! So here I am, living in the big city. Okay, stop. I can't go on without thinking I am lying to you guys... Lets restart this... So here I am, living in the mildly metropolitan mouse maze. Kansas City, by all means is metro. Maybe no LA or NYC, but it leaves a nice taste on my tongue. After graduating and moving up to the KC area, I was excited to see the new selection of beautiful legs, lips, and hips that this wonderful place has to offer. I must say, I feel I have been let down. Not by this city. Oh gods, NO! This city has all taste and appetites to offer and appease. Such as: at the mall, I wandered into Holster to look at some winter stuff on clearance. There was this gorgeous brunette babe. Super petite! She was working there and she was proportioned very well. Not like a stick, mind you. However, she had the long legs with the hips that arrn't too wide, but aren't invisible either. She has small breasts that were just perfectly cuppable. She had that sharply angled face with the copious amounts of lip shimmer on. It was insane! After asking me if I needed helping finding anything, I couldn't help but told I think I found exactly what I was looking for. Cutting the expos short, after a minute of small talk she walked away wiggling her hips in plain view. She may of looked innocent, but I could tell she's shined a pole or two with that lip shimmer. Now let's flip this. Perfectly propotioned girl, check! However, I am a man of varying tastes. I checked out Stanford's on another evening. Great comedy club. However, behind my and a friend at the bar was this bomb. It walked on 4 inch heels with barely enough little black dress to cover valley of the gods created by her obviously over enhanced breasts. She had the type of ass that was not flabby at all, but it was there. Like an onion booty, but not a jello-y. One you can dig you fingers into. Her blond hair was high and curled and she knew EVERYONE, male AND female, we looking at her at one point. She strutted it perfectly and I could only whimper wishing I was the man she was leading around like a on a leash. He didn't look to happy, though. She probably had an attitude as large as the silicon implants create her immobile mountains. I wouldn't care. That buxom babe could tell me to sit and howl and I would do it until she made me shut up. Now, why do I say that they lied to me? We all know a large city = larger female population. This in turn creates more a pool for various types of women to settle into. It's not the city. It's the work. A good fantasy of mine was always having that rough, quick supply closet sex. Now I am working in a major corporation and sitting in a cube all day, you would figure I would have enough downtime to be like a tiger in a savanah of cubicles stalking my prey. Not the case! You always see shows or watch porn of the office fantasy. There is always one super hot intern or secretary. Not at my place. They are old wrinkly farts... Honestly, the best I've seen is this older latino gal. She's hovering around 45 I would say, but has a good body to show for it. Not worth the possibility of getting stapled in the ass for. Now we all have had the fantasy of getting seduced by the super hot boss for one reason or another... ANOTHER no go. Some old fart is not my idea of a good time... It's all well and good to entertain the ideas of these fantasies, but thats why they are called fantasies. What is the chance of you getting the bitchy, but hot and ultimately very do-able, boss who tell you to come up to her office and forget the reports? Whats the chance of a run in when grabbing some post-it's in the supply closet and meeting a wild red head who locks the door and wont let you out till you give her some sticky tack. Oh, if only these things happened. Maybe it would make being a<b> bachelor </font></b>in a big city more bearable. |
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