Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Are you a cuck or a cockerel? Or maybe you’re neither, just a not-so-innocent bystander who likes to watch. I went on a date recently, and it was so tedious, I did everything to hope and wait for the perfect distraction. I signaled, and searched, and blatantly displayed my my distaste for this weakling I was with. I didn’t expect or think anyone would come save me. Until the unthinkable happened….
The Cuck and the Cockerel
The Cuck
My date is so boring. The only reason I gave him a chance was because I pitied him. He’s SO vanilla it makes me sick. I only like vanilla on my desserts. Not in my bedroom! Well, he invited me out for vanilla ice cream that day. Okay fine, I said, as I rolled my eyes. We walked and he talked the entire time. I wore the sluttiest outfit for him and he didn’t even notice, he DIDN’T even say anything. Not a word, compliment or shocking reaction. He just kept talking about boring stuff all the way after we got our ice cream. I sat and watched all the good looking, hot, handsome men walk by us as we made our way to the park. Some glanced at me, others stared at me boldly right in the face, making direct contact as I looked at them to say, come over, I dare you.
Looking for Trouble
We sat on the bench, and as he kept talking, I started to lick my ice cream cone as if I was giving it a wet sloppy blow job. Licking it and pronouncing my tongue with every lick. I even made sure to drop some on purpose, so that it would fall down onto my chest and into my cleavage. Every jogger, business man, and passer by stared at me. Some raised an eyebrow, others smirked and winked, and some just stared.
The Cockerel
A big, strong, muscly man approached us. He looked down unto us as we sat on the bench. He then complimented me, and told me that he saw me from a mile away. My date finally stopped talking. He asked me what I was doing there and if I had any plans this afternoon. To which I answered no. My date turned to look at me puzzled and in shock. The man looked at my date, and said: Is this your girlfriend? He then laughed and continued: This can’t be your girlfriend, it’s probably your sister or your friend, right? Do you mind if I borrow her for a sec? My date, with his mouth hanging open now, not knowing what to say or do, sat there in disbelief. The man grabbed my hand, and helped me up, he ushered me to the side of the benches where they had big, tall hedge bushes. My date turned to look at us, he wouldn’t take his eyes off of us. The man then told me to get on my knees. I turned and could still see my date through the crack between the bushes… he was putting his hand down his pants still watching us.
Do you want to know what happens next? Who would you like to be? My date on the bench, or the man who takes me into the bushes? Call me baby, to hear to hear how the story unfolds and ends.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
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