I said as I stared towards the cityscape on a wet evening. We stood on the roof deck of his house, by the pool, as he stole less than half an hour of my sleep time. He wanted to be with me even for just one cig. I obliged. He is after all, a pretty likable fellow.
Actually, he was more than likable. He was made. Self made. Creative. Excitable. Smart. And quite the gentleman at that. Let's not go into his physique. I wouldn't even entertain him if he would be not my type. But yeah, pecs, six packs and all. He is a beautiful man.
He is also out of my league. Men like him, new rich, self made or those who enjoy a certain level of lifestyle, though sometimes fun for me, just don't take me seriously. If this were SATC, he would be Big. But in my world, men like Big, don't take guys like me seriously.
"What do you mean?" he asked. Avoiding a possible conflict in conversation, I changed the topic and asked him to take me home since it was late and the morning person in me was already being tortured.
In the car he leaned over to buckle my seatbelt and in the process, ran his nose from the base of my neck to my ear. I turned my head to meet his lips. I felt his tongue rush in, but I pressed against it. And pulled my head away.
I smiled.
He grabbed my left hand and began the drive.
Earlier he wanted to introduce me to his sisters over dinner. But I was not comfortable with the idea so I made up some excuse. Later tonight he is invited me over for a casual dinner socials with some family and friends at their wonderful home. As of this moment, I am waiting for a reason why I shouldn't go to come flying into my fingertips.
He ran held my hand against his inner thigh. My fingers ran up and down the seam of his pants.
"We can't have sex." I said.
"Eh? What made you think I was leading to that?"
"Look at me in the eyes and tell me the thought didn't cross your mind and isn't in your mind right now."
He looked at me and smiled at me. I kissed him on the kips and thank him for the company and the ride home.
This is why I do what I do, the sex and all, because the men I want to have relationships with are out of my league. The ones who want relationships with me are not in my league. But whoever man I get in bed, my league or not, it's all fair play until we hit up past foreplay.
