I sometimes think back about missed opportunities. Back when I was way younger I had a couple opportunities that I still think about to this day. In hindsight I absolutely made the right decision, but I like to fantasize the “what if.”
The first one, I was hanging out with a girl I worked with and went to school with. We were at a female friend’s of hers house. They started drinking some wine. The girl I liked started to not feel well. She had only had about a glass of wine, so she wasn’t drunk. She ended up telling me that she took some medication that she wasn’t supposed to mix with alcohol. Her friend helped me take her upstairs into one of the bedrooms for her to lay down. Once I got her in there, her friend left the room and left me in there with her all alone. She appeared to be completely out of it. Sometimes I fantasize about kissing her passionately while she laid there semiconscious. I also think about touching and exploring her beautiful body, exposing her and tasting her. Sometimes I think back and wonder if it was all intentional and that’s what she wanted, but I was too respectful and timid.
Another time I was at a party. Somehow I ended up in the bathroom with a friend. She was absolutely stunning. She was sitting on the bathroom counter and we were talking. I was standing close to her, between her legs. She was very intoxicated and on ecstasy. She started getting very touchy and expressed how she wanted to be with me. I wish I would have! Right there, it would have been amazing! I ended up telling he no because I didn’t want to take advantage of her. I do regret not taking advantage of that moment. We ended up talking about it quite a while after. She said that she felt that I rejected her. I told her that absolutely wasn’t the case and that I didn’t want to take advantage of her. She told me she wished I had. Me too.
And the last one I can think of. I went to community college with this girl that she made your body tingle in her presence. She radiated sexual energy. We went to a Halloween party. Afterwords we went back to her place and cuddled on the couch. She said that she didn’t want to go into the bedroom because it would end up with us having sex. That she didn’t want things to escalate because she didn’t want to feel like a slut. So I repressed every urge to pick her up and take her straight to her bed. I really regret that one.
The first one, I was hanging out with a girl I worked with and went to school with. We were at a female friend’s of hers house. They started drinking some wine. The girl I liked started to not feel well. She had only had about a glass of wine, so she wasn’t drunk. She ended up telling me that she took some medication that she wasn’t supposed to mix with alcohol. Her friend helped me take her upstairs into one of the bedrooms for her to lay down. Once I got her in there, her friend left the room and left me in there with her all alone. She appeared to be completely out of it. Sometimes I fantasize about kissing her passionately while she laid there semiconscious. I also think about touching and exploring her beautiful body, exposing her and tasting her. Sometimes I think back and wonder if it was all intentional and that’s what she wanted, but I was too respectful and timid.
Another time I was at a party. Somehow I ended up in the bathroom with a friend. She was absolutely stunning. She was sitting on the bathroom counter and we were talking. I was standing close to her, between her legs. She was very intoxicated and on ecstasy. She started getting very touchy and expressed how she wanted to be with me. I wish I would have! Right there, it would have been amazing! I ended up telling he no because I didn’t want to take advantage of her. I do regret not taking advantage of that moment. We ended up talking about it quite a while after. She said that she felt that I rejected her. I told her that absolutely wasn’t the case and that I didn’t want to take advantage of her. She told me she wished I had. Me too.
And the last one I can think of. I went to community college with this girl that she made your body tingle in her presence. She radiated sexual energy. We went to a Halloween party. Afterwords we went back to her place and cuddled on the couch. She said that she didn’t want to go into the bedroom because it would end up with us having sex. That she didn’t want things to escalate because she didn’t want to feel like a slut. So I repressed every urge to pick her up and take her straight to her bed. I really regret that one.
