The Final Tease

?Hey Poncho!? I called as Alex walked in to my second floor apartment.?Hello Miss Rebecca, and just ?Alex? is fine.? He shrugged off his jacket, folding it carefully before setting it over the chair.?Ok Poncho? I said, trying not to smile. Sometimes I?d call him Mr Alex or Mr Poncho, or Mr Alex Poncho but usually not just ?Alex.??It was like two times that I wore a poncho,? he said lightheartedly. In his defense he had just gotten back from Peru probably searching for a spiritual awakening.I asked him what tea he would like, as was custom with us. We?d just finished Philosophy class and he would come over for tea and further discussion.It was a nice place to have a cup of tea. ?Bohemian Oasis? was what I was going for with lots of plants, art, and prayer flags. I?d answer the door in little slips sometimes, no bra underneath just to see his reaction, but he was always just as gentlemanly as his trim beard, saying that I looked nice or something like that. His eyes though, told a ücreti elden alan escort different story, one where being polite had no place.I led him into the kitchen. The kitchen was extremely narrow. So narrow that if two people were to stand next to each other, their shoulders could feasibly brush. In this case, I was leafing through the tea boxes and he was standing behind me, so close I thought I could just barely feel him against my ass. But just barely. If I moved back just slightly or arched my back I could feel if he was hard. Yup, he was. I could pretend it was an accident.?The lemon ginger?? I asked.?Green tea. That one.? He remained very composed.I turned around to hand him the teabag but instead of reaching for it, he placed his hand on the counter behind me, leaning forward. Grip my face, kiss me, do it, I thought. He didn?t. Our faces were close and we just stood there breathing for a moment.?Taylor?s ücreti elden alan gaziantep escort a very lucky guy, you know that?? He said softly.I didn?t say anything just maybe nodding because I wasn?t sure if it was rhetorical.Just then, my boyfriend opened the door.?Rebecca?? He was in the habit of dropping by in the evenings to sleep over unannounced.?Hey, how was your day? Alex is here,? I answered.?What are you guys doing?? he asked, trying to sound casual but I could sense something tense in his words.?We?re just having tea.? I said, coming into view.?Hi Alex,? he said, taking in the bunched slip.?Hey Taylor.?Taylor was my boyfriend. He was a theater geek and played sad songs from the seventies at open mics. A tortured soul and a repressed bisexual, he had similar long hair to Alex and perhaps if things had gone differently we could have all been lovers. But that?s not ücreti elden alan gaziantep escort bayan how things went.The night I met Poncho we were going to a party. We went to school in a small art town in upstate New York, so parties where people rolled around in the floor to Grimes were common. This was one such party.I met him through this girl I was sort of friends with, Connie. She was cute but not sexy, just edgy hippie Asian. She knew of all the cool parties and had lots of ?sort of? friends. We met at her apartment so we could head over together. The men came soon after. They were both worldly city types with their slim cut pants and long hair. Alex was a little more tough looking and less of a baby face than the other guy. But his eyes were kind. As we were walking she whispered to me,?You can go home with any guy tonight except Alex. He?s mine. Don?t touch him. Don?t even look at him.?Just then I decided I didn?t want to be her friend after all. And that I was definitely going to get as far as I could with Alex no matter how long it took.When we got there the party was in full swing. It was dark and people were dancing. I walked through to the back room where the door was ajar. I peeked in but quickly retreated after seeing a mattress on the floor and some students rolling around, partially clothed. It wasn?t that I didn?t want to join in or that I was shy, but that I didn?t know the group and felt awkward.