A dangerous amount o[F] chemistry with [M]y taken friend

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.

I [F] dominated a guy I just [M]et in a hay wagon

This happened the summer after my freshman year of college, so I was 19 at the time. I decided to go alone to a multi-day outdoor event, I’ll call it a flower festival. It was a pretty small gathering held on farmland and probably got around 200-250 people per day. Many attendees camped overnight, and I was planning to sleep in my car because I didn’t have a tent. Little did I know, I wouldn’t need to.

For some visuals, I was 5’8″ and very thin. I wore tank tops every single day in the summer, and was a late bloomer so had small tits that didn’t even fit into an A-cup bra. Shoulder-length, curly brown hair. Freshman year of college had been my sexual awakening, so I was confident.

I was walking around this gathering feeling a bit alone, because most people were in groups that had driven up together. Everyone was walking around enjoying the flowers, and for a few hours I just blended into the crowd. But since it was a small festival, I started recognizing people when we passed each other and began socializing. It was easy because we could always just talk about the flowers in front of us.