As I got ready, I could smell that unmistakable odor of desire.
My heart quickened.
In response to my manipulations, I was rewarded with the pungent secretions that drive a man to distraction. The world stood still, and my breath caught at the incredible sight before me. I've been here at this point so many times, I thought, but I'm still electrified with the longing at that first glimpse. What it does to me. . .
I realized that my mouth was hanging open, slightly, and I was breathing shallowly.
"Come on," I thought, "Almost there..."
And then, finally, satiation.
Just before the remorse kicked in, I heard from the doorway, "What the hell are you grinning so big at? Did you just get laid?" My co-worker can be so crude, at times.
"Nope," I sighed, and enshrouded my cup with my hands. "First cup."