My ovulation madness

So… this happened yesterday, and honestly I’m still kind of a wreck about it.

I went to the gym already feeling way too horny for no reason ovulation week or whatever and of course he was there. My stupid gym crush with his stupid arms and that stupid tank top that barely counts as clothing.

I tried to ignore him. Did not work.

He walked over like he owned the place and asked if I needed a spot. I said yes even though I knew damn well I shouldn’t, because the second he gets near me, I forget how to act.

And yeah… he touched me.

Not “oops” touched me. Not “professional” touched me. His hand went right on my hip, full on grab, pulling me into place like he had the right to do it. And the way he did it? God. It felt dirty as hell 🥵 Like he knew exactly what kind of mood I was in.

And I swear he pressed in close on purpose. I could feel him behind me hot, sweaty, way too close and my body just reacted. I didn’t even try to hide it. I couldn’t.

When I stood up, he didn’t move away. He just stared at me, like he was trying to figure out how fast he could get me somewhere private. He looked me up and down so slow I almost forgot to breathe.

He leaned in real close and said, “If I don’t walk away right now, I’m not stopping.”

And the messed up part? I didn’t move. I didn’t tell him to stop. I just stood there like an idiot, letting him breathe against my cheek.

It was filthy. That kind of moment where you both know exactly what you want to do, and exactly why you probably shouldn’t… but neither of you is actually stopping.

I left before either of us did something really stupid, but honestly? The second I got home, I completely fell apart. I was cumming thinking about all of this. My body was still buzzing, like he was still on me, still in my head, still way too close.

And today? It’s worse. 😟 I keep replaying it like some kind of sleazy little movie, and it’s not helping at all.