scotluvsoral
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Just feels wrong to go a day cube boobs and I could use a ramble, so cube boobs
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and a ramble
Also, I have been meaning to mention this. Every Monday that I use drop box, several very nice lit pervs message me just to make sure I know that drop box says a full name has shared a video with you. I am aware drop box does this thus when I created the drop box account to use here, I used a fake name. The first name is my real first name, the last name is a common generic fake (though my real married last name is almost as common) You already see my hair, I have shown my face, so if you know me, you know me without my first name. otherwise, my first name is super common. If my full name is revealed, odds are if will be because I forgot my badge or other work product. Several people do actually know my full name and company because of my badge, so for sure point out if I do that. As for drop box, if you notice, um enjoy knowing my first name.
This shall lead to my next ramble. My other friend also named “Justa”. Ok, every Justa I have ever known has been crazy lol. We ended up working together and going out a lot. I had a very difficult Polish last name, and she had a very difficult German last name. This led to a humorous way to differentiate between us when talking about us at work. It all started one day when a guy asked the boss if I was on shift that day by asking “Is Justa in tonight?” She asks the obvious, “which one?” The other Justa was my height, brown long and wavy hair, brown eyes, the main difference is well she was super thin, and model pretty, versus me being stripper pretty. So anyway the guy looks at boss lady, doesn’t remember either of our difficult names, and uses his hands to make an hourglass in the air to demonstrate he is referring to me saying “Justa and not Justa” as he moves his hands straight up and down to demonstrate a sleek figure. Of course, boss lady thought it was hysterical, as did all the coworkers around, and boss lady told me about the funny conversation when I came in, and well.. it stuck and people started using those hand methods to differentiate us. “can you tell Justa to wipe down the tables?” doing an hourglass. “Can you tell Justa to make more coffee?” doing the sleek figure. I guess today that would be sexual harassment or a hostile work environment or whatever but we thought it was funny.
This and some chit chat going on here leads to a story I shared some of on another thread. Ok, I will come right out and say, I am not so pure or prudish, (yes, I am sure you all are shocked by this revelation) I have had a few one night stands, moments with strangers over the years etc etc. Honestly given the amount of opportunities in my younger years, I was actually fairly well behaved.
Anyway, The other Justa and I decide to hit the town after work. No where specific, just roaming as we find interesting things to do. Honestly nothing exciting that night. She ended up having someplace to be, so I ended up alone towards the end of the night. I went into the closest bar and have a drink. I am actually not looking to meet a man that night. A man comes over, buys me a drink, and starts talking. I am happy enough to accept the drink and chit chat with him, but I don’t want to waste his time, so during the first opening in the conversation, I flat out tell him, “just so you know, I am not screwing you tonight”. That way, if he wants to walk and find another chick, he has the time. He replies with something like “I didn’t come over here because I want to screw you, I came over here because I really wanted to eat you out”. Got to be honest, I found it a very interesting come on. I have not heard a pick up like that before, and I was intrigued and inquired for more detail on how he saw this going. Ended up leaving with him after we agreed on him licking and sucking my pussy and finger play until I came a couple times, with no strings attached, no reciprocation, no sex. Truth be told, as his head was between my thighs for a little, I had actually changed my mind on sex and if he had moved in that direction, I would have consented. He did not, held steady to the agreement. I did end up giving him a surprised blow job because I was now in a very good mood. Never spoke to him again, and he now lives on in my memory simply as “van guy”. What can I say, he was just an average white brunette dude in his 20s, nothing overly special to set him apart from other average white brunette dudes in their 20s who I had an evening with and don’t remember their name, if I ever knew it, other than he drove a van. Well that and he took a no and flipped it around by expecting nothing from me. That is the only stranger who has eaten me out and we never had sex. And while I have had many interesting and unique pick up lines and games run on me, that was for sure one of the more bold and interesting.
Loved Cube Boobs and the Ramble!!!


