Part 2 will not be as sexy for you if you don't read Part 1 first (same title). (Edited for formatting error.)
It's been a restless week since I last saw you. I've gotten up in the morning, gone to work, gone to lunch, gone back to work, and gone home again like always, but I'm especially distracted this week. Every time I caught my legs naturally falling open under my desk, I couldn't help but imagine your tongue between them.
The day I've needed for so long finally arrives and I'm basically a zombie the entire day. Can't stop thinking about what I'll wear, how you'll be in bed, what you might ask me to do. I spend way more time than necessary going through my bra collection in my head, trying to pick which one is sexiest without trying too hard.
Just as it starts to get dark, I pull into my parking spot at my apartment. My phone vibrates.
italicsI'll text you when we close up shop for the night. I'll see you soon.italics
My heart jumps. I go into the apartment, make myself a nice dinner, and try to relax in the bathtub. Before I know it, you text me again.