
Foolish foolish boy that I am...I swore to have an easy night at home last night, to recover from Thursday night's revelries. James and Jacqui both agreed with me, and they were going to do the same. Incidentally, James and Jacqui are the colleagues at work who got together, as mentioned in my previous blog entry Distractions at Work...
So, we finished work around 4'ish and there's always drinks on after work Fridays. James and Jacqui were going to have one drink and go home and CGWG was going to have a drink as well. So I allowed myself to be persuaded to join them...for ONE drink.
Well, 8pm came and it was down to 4 of us, and about 6 bottles of wine gone! And there was some serious flirtation happening between CGWG and myself. And plenty of leg contact under the table. James and Jacqui suggested we hit the Red Oak, a great pub/brewery in Clarence St. So we toddled down there, and had a few very pleasant beers. By this stage, one of my hands was on his leg (the other hand was obviously holding the beer) and his hand was on mine.
James sent me a text message (from across the table)..."You just think very carefully before you proceed my friend". Jacqui sent me a text message (again, from across the table)..."Take your hand of that man's knee!". But, by that stage it was tooooooo late! Monty was seriously inebriated and even more seriously horny!
So, brought the boy home and well, you know how it goes. His chest, as suspected, was magnificently furred! And he's a very good cuddler! Very good! We had breakfast this morning and I dropped him back at his place.
Was this a foolish thing to do? How is it going to be on Monday morning? What's happens next? Hmmm, methinks Monty is in for some interesting times ahead! Watch this space...
So, we finished work around 4'ish and there's always drinks on after work Fridays. James and Jacqui were going to have one drink and go home and CGWG was going to have a drink as well. So I allowed myself to be persuaded to join them...for ONE drink.
Well, 8pm came and it was down to 4 of us, and about 6 bottles of wine gone! And there was some serious flirtation happening between CGWG and myself. And plenty of leg contact under the table. James and Jacqui suggested we hit the Red Oak, a great pub/brewery in Clarence St. So we toddled down there, and had a few very pleasant beers. By this stage, one of my hands was on his leg (the other hand was obviously holding the beer) and his hand was on mine.
James sent me a text message (from across the table)..."You just think very carefully before you proceed my friend". Jacqui sent me a text message (again, from across the table)..."Take your hand of that man's knee!". But, by that stage it was tooooooo late! Monty was seriously inebriated and even more seriously horny!
So, brought the boy home and well, you know how it goes. His chest, as suspected, was magnificently furred! And he's a very good cuddler! Very good! We had breakfast this morning and I dropped him back at his place.
Was this a foolish thing to do? How is it going to be on Monday morning? What's happens next? Hmmm, methinks Monty is in for some interesting times ahead! Watch this space...