I Am Seen as A Man by Real Women.

Julia and I both got done with work by noon time today and decided to take a walk to the Newton NJ Dunkin Donut’s on Sparta Avenue for a light snack. We hung there for about an hour before deciding to stop at our Newtonian Gardens apartment.

Of course, on our way over to the complex Julia was teasing me about the young lady who immediately slipped her arm around my waist and guided me up to the counter at Dunkin, not realizing that the woman coming through the door behind me was my wife. “She didn’t just want to walk you to the counter,” Julia chided. “She wanted to walk you into her bed, based on the way she lit up as soon as she saw you. Or… Wait… No? I know what it is! You slept with her, too, and she was hoping for another round! I can’t blame her really though.” Julia continued on laughing.

“You are very good in bed. Magical in fact. And… You are hot,” she continued on as we walked up Foster Street.

When we finally reached the top of the hill, she suddenly grabbed my free arm and spun me around to face her. “You’re smiling. That’s good,” she said before kissing me deeply.

“I know it’s probably going to sound a bit strange. But I’m glad I’m the girl other women wish they could be. Does that make sense?” Julia asked me as we stood facing each other.

“Yes, it does. But I think there is one little difference. You see me as a man. Other women see me as a blind man,” I responded. Julia giggled saying, “You mean the men those other women are sleeping with aren’t blind, too? How come they act like such asses then half the time once they get the girl of their dreams?”

I laughed and said, “Well… Because they can. When you know deep down that the hot woman you’re with is only with you because of money, or because they had low self-esteem or codependency issues… Well… It’s easy to be a total jerk to the leach that won’t ever let go until they’ve sucked the life or finances out of you.”

“Hoom. Ok? But you aren’t a jerk to me. Didn’t I tell you I only want you for your money?” Julia asked laughing again.

“Yeah… You mention it in your sleep all the time when we talk,” I replied with a smirk. Julia laughed upon hearing this and said, “Then why am I still with you? I mean… Why haven’t you kicked me to the curb yet?”

“Because you give exquisite head and a woman who can give good head let alone exquisite head is so hard to find,” I answered with a straight face. “Don’t worry dear. No matter how crippled you might become, I won’t leave you so long as you still have good oral skills.”

Julia was having a little trouble walking because she was shaking with laughter at this point. Then she said slyly after calming down a little, “And if all my teeth fall out?”

I turned to look back at her, us having resumed walking at this point, and replied, “You know? I really hadn’t thought about that. But now that you mention it… It might be an improvement. But… With your oral abilities being so good already… Yeah… It’s hard to say.”

“Their absence might go unnoticed. We’ll just have to cross that bridge when we get to it. Now get a move on my gold-digging whore, I’ve got an apartment I want to look in on.”

She suddenly came up next to me as we turned on to west end avenue and gave my ass a playful slap before slipping her arm around my waist saying seductively, “You wait until we get to that apartment. You just wait. After those remarks…” She then let out a low husky sounding laugh and said, “Brian? You just wait.”

Then she gave my waist a little squeeze with her arm and said, “I love you.” I kissed her lightly on her lips as she looked my way for a reaction to indicate that I’d heard.

After we entered the apartment and looked around my wife said, “Let’s spend the night here.” “Yeah?” I asked her. “Are you sure?” I continued.

She said, “Yeah,” adding, “The house should weather the storm without us, and it will be a nice change of pace.”

She then added, “It’s not like we don’t have clothes here, too. Not that we’ll be needing them much,” she finished giggling.

I smiled and nodded, and she kissed me again. Then she kissed me again and… Well… When Julia is good, “She is very good.” But when Julia is bad, “She’s even better.”

Author: Brian Schnabel

A single Goldberg Realty owned Newtonian Gardens Apartments resident, Self-Publishing Author, cPanel WordPress Web Host and Windows 11 powered computer tech. A musician, sailor, hiker, cycler and… Yes ladies… Some women would say, “Magical, too!”

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