The Beautiful Kind

One time I brought this cute guy over to my house for sex on my lunch hour. I told him to wear as many clothes as possible so I could have the fun of undressing him. So he got all dressed up and even wore a tie, and ended up looking like a character out of Reservoir Dogs. It was so campy I wanted to do it somewhere besides the bedroom, so I picked the ugliest room in the house, the one with the beat up leather couch and wood panel walls.

I had my fun undressing him, working off his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, my fingers trembling with impatience, stripping him of his undershirt, unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants…

We got naked on the couch, and it was all good for about two minutes, until we started sticking to the couch. I noticed he was keeping his distance from me as much as possible, while still trying to keep inside me. He started sweating on me, and it went from hot to awkward in under five minutes. Finally he wilted and we accepted the fact that the couch was attacking us, and we switched from panting to laughing and ate lunch naked in the other room.

I haven’t sat on that couch since.