Team Sleep's blog post - creepy? awesome? you decide.

so I am no stranger to coworker crushes. it happens almost everywhere I work. I've only fucked a coworker once, but usually I leave it alone. this year, I have TWO coworkers I wanted to fuck but luckily I snagged a man on whom I can work out all my sexual tension.

there's a 3rd coworker, one we'll we will call Scott. Scott and I used to work together down south a few years ago, but I didn't take much notice of him. I always thought he was too macho to be of much interest. then we both ended up working in the same place this year, a tiny town waaay up in the northwest, over five thousand kilometres away from our hometown. he happens to be my neighbour also, so I see him often.

once everyone discovered we'd be working together, all our old coworkers and friends from back home assumed we would hook up. you see, I am a bit of a slut. and he doesn't even try to hide it; he's a HUGE manslut. but he's not my type. I don't really go for natural blonds. I like em tall, dark, and hairy. and I need to have an intellectual connection to a guy before I want to bang him. Scott is a good guy, but we don't have anything in common.

lately though... lately I have been having dreams about him that make me wonder.

the first one happened a few weeks ago. I woke up so hot for him that I was actually worried about going to work lest things get awkward. I always feel like the object of my sex dreams will somehow know by my body language.
incidentally, the sex dream happened after we had perhaps our first REAL conversation... one that didn't involve how many broads he banged or how many fights he's been in or how many guns he has in his collection.

then last night... TWO dreams!
these were probably inspired by the other night, when some friends and I went to see him after a night at the bar and he opened the door wearing only a t shirt and some boxer briefs. and yeah, I was definitely checking out his package. I can't help it. back south they used to call me The Ballwatcher.

the first one involved a lot of random shit that made no sense, as is usually the case with my dreams. but then I was in this giant empty stadium with Scott, and we were kissing and fondling each other. I was wearing shorts and he was wearing regular pants, but he unzipped his fly... the shorts were wide-legged and we were able to hike up the hems so my pussy was exposed through one of the leg holes and he fucked me that way. in the dream his cock was very short, thin and tapered like a finger... normally not enough to satisfy me, but in the dream it made me horny!

now this happened to me in real life, not with Scott of course but with my first serious boyfriend when I was 16. I was wearing a pair of blue shorts and he was wearing jeans, and he was lying on top of me, screwing me on the couch in my basement. my little brother came downstairs and thought we were just making out because as far as he could see we both had our pants on...! this guy's cock was far far bigger than Scott's dreamcock, so I suppose it would be easier to maneuver in that situation. the best part about it was the relative surprise of it. it was so sudden and sexy!

so anyway after the Scott dream I went back to sleep. but then I had another dream. this time Scott was naked and standing in front of another man who was also naked, this one slim, muscular and dark haired. I couldn't see the other guy's face though... I was focusing on their cocks, of course. both cocks were nice sized and so hard they were standing straight up. the men were standing very close, almost touching, and rubbing their cocks against each others' pelvises. the idea of the two cocks sliding against each other, two hairy ball sacks pressed together, two cock heads mingling their precum... it was too much! I woke up and was so horny I was trembling and had to cum immediately.

later I went to work to pick something up and was so, so relieved that Scott wasn't there! somehow the idea of him as a gay or bi man experimenting with another man is the hottest idea I've had in a few months. there were a couple rumours going around about him back down south, and I suppose that's where I got the idea from. I won't lie, if Scott ever invited me over I might consider it, but only if he had another man friend there with him!