What's For Lunch

I’m in a store across from work during my lunch break, talking to Ronnie about the party they’re having next weekend. He gets a beep and clicks over. I stare at the thongs in front of me. I realize that guys think it’s sexy and it works well with my formal dress but, damn, sometimes a girl just wants her granny panties. Ya know? And I would pay to see any guy I know wear a thong for even an hour. The things we do to be sexy. I’m still on hold when I get a beep. I check and it’s DG. I click over. He informs me that he happens to be ten minutes away from my work. Can he see me? Uh, hello! Yes, he can see me! I skip out of the store and back to the office. We meet outside. He only has a few minutes and I wasted most of my lunch staring at thongs so I need to get back inside too. As strange as this sounds, he looks cuter today. We shoot the shit for a couple minutes, steal a few kisses and then it’s back to work.

72 hours MOB free. No shakes, chills, cold sweats or other withdrawal symptoms because I am a steel fortress!!