I met Dennis around four years ago, and both of us were in long-term relationships at the time. We’ve hung out as couples for years, but now I’m newly single while he’s still taken.
I’ve been attracted to Dennis the whole time I’ve known him. He smells amazing, has thick muscular thighs, and has the same high energy as me. When two equally energetic people hang out, things get electric. When they’re also attracted to each other but can’t make any moves, it’s downright dangerous: like two magnets straining to crash together if only they weren’t chained millimeters apart.
We have a chemistry that’s off the charts like oozing sex. I want to fuck him in 1,000 ways. I know that he does, too. If he wasn’t taken, we’d have been generating electricity through friction years ago. But another trait we share is respect for boundaries, so only on the very rare occasion do we ever get the chance to hint at wanting more. I’m not proud to say it, but we both seem to look for these opportunities despite the risk.