Sensitive Man

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The Sensitive Man

A woman meets a man in a bar.

They talk; they connect; they end
up leaving together.


They get back to his place,


and as he shows her around his
apartment.

She notices that one wall of his
bedroom is



completely filled with soft, sweet,
cuddly teddy bears..



There are three shelves in the
bedroom,


with hundreds and hundreds of cute,


cuddly teddy bears carefully placed
in rows, covering the entire wall!


It was obvious that he had taken
quite some time to lovingly arrange them


and she was immediately touched


by the amount of thought he had
put into organizing the display.



There were small bears all along
the bottom shelf,



medium-sized bears covering the
length of the middle shelf,

and huge, enormous bears running
all the way along the top shelf..



She found it strange for an
obviously masculine guy


to have such a large collection of
Teddy Bears,


She is quite impressed by his
sensitive side.


but doesn't mention this to him.

They share a bottle of wine and
continue talking and,


after awhile, she finds herself
thinking,


'Oh my God! Maybe, this guy
could be the one!


Maybe he could be the future
father of my children?'

She turns to him and kisses him
lightly on the lips



He responds warmly.


They continue to kiss, the passion builds,

and he romantically lifts her in
his arms and carries her into his bedroom


where they rip off each other's
clothes and make hot, steamy love..

She is so overwhelmed that she
responds with more passion,

more creativity, more heat than she
has ever known.

After an intense, explosive night
of raw passion with this sensitive guy,

they are lying there together in
the afterglow.
The woman rolls over, gently
strokes his chest and asks coyly,

'Well,how was it?'

The guy gently smiles at her,


strokes her cheek,

looks deeply into her eyes,

and says:
















'Help yourself to any prize

from the middle shelf'
 
I'm sorry, but she brought it on herself. I remember many years ago going back to a blokes flat, where I was entertained with a detailed explanation of each item in his display of self made model airplanes.......then we moved on to the same with his tank of tropical fish.

I didn't hang around to see what fish I might have won! :lol:
 
When I was at University I remember asking a girl back to my room for a coffee after the end of term dance. Looking back on it, I think she was expecting sex. I spent the whole time showing her my brand new 16K Sinclair Spectrum :(
 
cheese_dave said:
When I was at University I remember asking a girl back to my room for a coffee after the end of term dance. Looking back on it, I think she was expecting sex. I spent the whole time showing her my brand new 16K Sinclair Spectrum :(

Aw, bless.

Pig Cat said:
So you told him to shut his 'cake' hole and 'puck' off, then gave him the cold (process) shoulder.

:eek: :shock: :oops:

I think it was when he got out the photos of his decorating exploits, which included a horrible chocolate coloured ceiling that I finally summoned the courage to tell him that I needed to go home to change my colostomy bag.
 
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