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Too Married
My friend Matt took me to a club. It was a relatively nice place, with the sort of atmosphere you want a single's club to have. I could see why he liked it, especially since the beer was cheap too.
At some point in the night, after I'd had a few beers and was feeling pretty good, I was approached by two ladies who could have been movie doubles for Eliza Dushku and Jessica Alba; two women I happen to find extremely attractive.
They took up positions on either side of me and ordered themselves some drinks. The one on my right turned to me, lightly gripped my arm, and whispered in my ear, "My friend and I are going back to my place, and we both think you're hot. Are you coming home with us?"
A myriad of visions flashed in front of my eyes as I began to grin. I looked back at her, glancing once again at her friend, and said the only thing I could: "I'm sorry, I'm married."
I then introduced them to Matt, the friend who brought me to the bar, who gladly went home with both of them.
Then I woke up.
And I am pissed.
First, this happens to me all the time. I start having a typical male fantasy dream, and I can't continue with it because even in my sub-conscious, I'm extremely married. "Too married" as Maria jokingly calls it. I'll be approached by female X, who happens to be my vision of loveliness and wants me, but I say "No thank you, I'm married." Every. Single. Time.
But then secondly, and more important since I'm used to the first thing, not only did my dream deny me any fun sexy time, it also stranded me at the bar!
Stupid dream.
At some point in the night, after I'd had a few beers and was feeling pretty good, I was approached by two ladies who could have been movie doubles for Eliza Dushku and Jessica Alba; two women I happen to find extremely attractive.
They took up positions on either side of me and ordered themselves some drinks. The one on my right turned to me, lightly gripped my arm, and whispered in my ear, "My friend and I are going back to my place, and we both think you're hot. Are you coming home with us?"
A myriad of visions flashed in front of my eyes as I began to grin. I looked back at her, glancing once again at her friend, and said the only thing I could: "I'm sorry, I'm married."
I then introduced them to Matt, the friend who brought me to the bar, who gladly went home with both of them.
Then I woke up.
And I am pissed.
First, this happens to me all the time. I start having a typical male fantasy dream, and I can't continue with it because even in my sub-conscious, I'm extremely married. "Too married" as Maria jokingly calls it. I'll be approached by female X, who happens to be my vision of loveliness and wants me, but I say "No thank you, I'm married." Every. Single. Time.
But then secondly, and more important since I'm used to the first thing, not only did my dream deny me any fun sexy time, it also stranded me at the bar!
Stupid dream.
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