What Are You Thinking? Continued 14

The Real Game

Gentlemen, come closer.
I’ll tell you a secret - though I’m not sure I should.

It’s not your body I want at first.
It’s your presence.
Your voice in the morning, your words at night.
The way you slip into my day until I can’t remember when you weren’t there.

We trade stories.
We laugh in the spaces between them.
We build a secret language only we can speak.
And then… you stop chasing.

That’s when I notice.
That’s when I want.

By the time I see the rest of you, it’s not curiosity - it’s hunger.
A slow-burn inferno that’s been building for days, weeks…
and when it breaks, it’s beautiful, ruinous, unforgettable.

Ladies - is it just me?

Men - here’s your lesson:
Woo her, but don’t rush her. Let the story write itself instead of skipping to the last page.
Be present in the small ways: the morning check-in, the shared joke, the question you actually listen to the answer of.
Make her feel seen, not just looked at.
Take your time as if you know the ending will be worth the wait.
Because it will be.
Slow is not passive - slow is deliberate.
It’s the difference between a match that flares and dies… and a fire that burns until she can’t sleep without its heat.
Don’t just want her body - earn her trust, her laughter, her anticipation.
And when she finally asks for more, it will be because she’s starving for you.

That’s the real game.
 
PSA: my chronic over thinking/oversized arse is telling me you’re all getting laid. Most likely with the same people. A lit orgy if you will. I thought you should all know 🤣. You’re welcome 😝

Ironic that I’m usually the one helping others question their problem thinking
 
PSA: my chronic over thinking/oversized arse is telling me you’re all getting laid. Most likely with the same people. A lit orgy if you will. I thought you should all know 🤣. You’re welcome 😝

Ironic that I’m usually the one helping others question their problem thinking
It's a lie, only a small amount of men are getting laid, by the majority of women here.
 
PSA: my chronic over thinking/oversized arse is telling me you’re all getting laid. Most likely with the same people. A lit orgy if you will. I thought you should all know 🤣. You’re welcome 😝

Ironic that I’m usually the one helping others question their problem thinking
Totally am. Oh man! All these tiddies! It’s magnificent
 
My boiler needs fixing and I’m at work busy until 6 with the Mrs complaining over text that she doesn’t know what to say or who’s the right person to call. Sometimes I wish I could be in two places at once.
 
All these thoughts in the past five minutes:

I'm too picky
Do I really know what I want
I wonder what she's doing
How can I convey things easily
I wonder when my pic will clear moderation
Oh the what are you thinking thread, lemme click
 
I work with two of the laziest people I’ve ever known. One is asleep, snoring at her desk and the other is watching videos on her phone. When the copier showed an error they both looked at it and ignored it. I’m not fixing the error. I’m working on an accounting issue…I’m not fixing the damn copier.
 
What was that about?

Last night was very nice.

So glad I'm not working today!

I hate when that thought crosses my mind.
 
I work with two of the laziest people I’ve ever known. One is asleep, snoring at her desk and the other is watching videos on her phone. When the copier showed an error they both looked at it and ignored it. I’m not fixing the error. I’m working on an accounting issue…I’m not fixing the damn copier.
Send an email to your boss and ask them to stop by the office real quick. 🤷‍♀️
 
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