The Greek System

You know leave it to Bertha to always find the Glitch in the system.

The other day I stopped into my local starbucks and as I looked around at the young and old faces surrounding me. I realized that I had not had a "crush" in a longgg time. And although my pussy remains damp due to my (semi) sex addiction. Bertha was ready for a little "affection"

I sat down at a two top (alone)....and who was staring back at me from another two top (alone). A beautiful Greek Man. He came over to introduce himself and get a better look at my tits, (after our eyes had made love for AT LEAST AN INTENSE 3 MINUTES), and I just FELT IT... I thought IN THAT MOMENT...Bertha has found a man she can love and fuck and be happy with, WATCH DIRT and lounge together on Sundays. We talked about EVERYTHING. He was so real, and intelligent and just seemed so PERFECT AND NON JUDGEMENTAL. I found myself telling him about my fucked up child hood and crazy Father, everything just flowed. He was so kind, witty and just sexy. His body looked nice too. He was wearing a suit though, so its not like his package was hanging out for me to analyze...BUT I WOULD HAVE GLADLY DONE A FULL CHECK UP AND I PLANNED ON IT AS SOON AS WE WERE ALONE!.

We left Starbucks hand in hand, and nothing seemed forced. We were nearer to my place so naturally that is where we WENT. As we passionately kissed in the elevator, I noticed that as svelte as this Greek was, he seemed a bit squishy....but maybe I was immagining it. Well by the time we opened up my apartment door, my undies were soaked through! AND THEN....AND THEN......he told me something that just RUINED EVERYTHING....and now I truly have realized that 1 is going to be my life long number......what did he tell me and WHAT DID I SEE......wait for the next blog to find out AND IT AINT PRETTY.......