Picnic

Today was the company picnic. The weather was perfect for it, sunny and not too terribly hot or humid. I met one of Rick's co-workers named Hans. Well, not really Hans, but a name that is comparable to Hans. By that, what I suppose I mean to say, is that he has a name that implies a certain image to come to mind when you hear the name. The image that the name suggests is not at all what Hans looked like. Whenever Rick has spoken about Hans, I pictured a little middle aged or older man with a German or otherwise similar background. You know, fair skin, perhaps crabby. The name just really sounds like a crabby old man. Anyway, so we walk up to this guy, Hans, and Rick introduces me and the son. Well, as it turns out, Hans is fucking HOT. Literally tall dark and handsome. Rick isn't sure of his ethnicity, but the common belief is that he is perhaps Indian or otherwise middle eastern. It sounds terrible, but I just couldn't keep my eyes off of him. Rick didn't have much chance to notice, as he was mingling, introducing the boy to his co-workers and such.

Don't get me wrong. I love my husband dearly, and would never ever cheat on him or otherwise be unfaithful. I'm just not that type of girl! ;0) But, my God, if I was!

Hans was quite the flirt. I'd say hes either in his late twenties or maybe early thirties. He was very sweet, and intelligent, which made for good conversation, and he gave me the once over a couple of times as we talked. "Rick is a lucky man," he said to me. I couldn't help but giggle when the object of my temporary affection complimented me. I felt like a school girl, crushing on him as I did. I'd be lying if I said I didn't fantasize about sneaking off to the woods with him, giving in to my urges. Perhaps a story shall emerge from that very idea....mmmm. I'm tingly at the mere thought!

Enough of that foolishness! lol

Speaking of school girls, I was shocked at some of the attire I saw the young girls wearing today. 11 and twelve year olds wearing skin tight low cut belly baring tops, and shorts so short their ass cheeks were hanging out. These girls were so young! It was awful! What was worse, was that a few of the nastier men made sexual comments about some of these girls. Are you kidding me?! They are still babies! How did their parents let them leave the house looking like that? Disgusting.

Seeing those girls made me wonder about how things would be if we had a daughter. It scares me to think of all the things she could be exposed to.

I was extremely boy crazy when I was younger. (perhaps even still today after meeting Hans!) I can remember my first crush when I was in preschool. Yes, preschool. When I was eight, I used to sneak my dad's Playboy's into my room when nobody was home, looking at the pictures and reading the cartoons. Later at age 12, I used to sneak into my dad's office in the basement and watch tapes from his hidden porn collection. This was when I found out that sex involved penetration. Yes, sex ed had failed me, I had no clue such things were possible, but then why should I? I was just a baby, too young to have any reason to know about these things. I think kids are exposed to sex too soon these days. I suppose this is why I'm scared to have a daughter. I can't help but wonder though, how I might have actually figured out about how sex worked, had I not viewed those tapes when I did. I suppose I would have been quite shocked when I lost my virginity! lol

If Rick weren't here right now, I believe I would need a cold shower to make me forget about Hans. Instead, I believe I'll take a hot bath and focus my heightened sexual energy on my loving husband.