Ex Marks the Spot

The universe is listening and it's telling me to....laugh?

I was at the gym on Sunday morning. I normally just go and do my own thing, on my own time. I saw a friend of mine there. She's the kind that swears by the classes that are on offer at the gym. I see them all the time in the space that's been set up for these classes when I'm working out on my own. So this particular Sunday morning, i get convinced and I join her. It was tough. I mean, I wasn't disillusioned to the fact that it WAS gonna be tough. But still....I wasn't prepared to be sweating that much, t least not on that particular day.

It was a rough 45 minutes, but i got through it. We hung out and chatted for a bit before she jumped into another class while i still wanted to lift some weights. But at this point, i was soaking wet. No big deal, I'll just grab a large towel and drape it over everything i use. What WAS a big deal, to me at least, was the weird sweat marks on my tights. I was sweating through my tights, but kinda left a large dry spot showing the shape of underwear i was wearing. It's nothing to most people, and rationally, it IS nothing. BUT! It's an OCD thing to me I can't fucking stand it. LOL. I still wanted to lift weights, sooo...i went to the bathroom and removed my underwear. I figured, at the rate or perspiration, I would get a more uniform sweat pattern and it wouldn't look so...weird. I've done it before so i knew it was a fucking brilliant idea. LOL

So i did my lifts, struggled, but i completed what I had planned to do. I felt really good cos I just fucking completed a double workout. I was too damn sweaty for public transport so i figured I'd walk back. It was gonna be a 20-30mins walk but, I'd be passing one of my favourite cafes on the way so...wasn't that bad.

I get to the cafe and popped in to grab my second cup of iced coffee.For the double workout, I fucking deserved it. Right? Anyway. I was queuing up to order and who do I bump onto? The ex bf!

I've met him a handful of times before, since I've been working here in HK so often, but they were all planned. As in, we made plans to meet up. This was the first time I actually accidentally bump into him while out. What makes it weirder was, that I was just blogging about him in my last post. Faaarking spooooooky, right?😛

He was seated near the counter with his wife and waved at me while I was in the queue. I would not have gone over to say hello if they didn't see me. I was tired, sweaty, probably a little stinky, and didn't really want to make small talk, especially to his wife. We kinda hooked up once right after he got married early last year and uh...guess I was....slightly guilty. 😆.

I ordered my drink and walked over to say hello while I waited. I was introduced as an "old friend" and kinda played it that way and was cordial. I was doing ok right until I noticed him staring at my crotch. And I knew I was spotting a cameltoe. I had already noticed it in the gym while I was working out. But I was in tights. There really wasn't anything I could have (or would have) done. I didn't bother moving or try to hide it cos, the more you do, the more obvious it is....right? We chatted for a bit, then I collected my drink and left. I don't know if I was being paranoid, but I thought she was quite cold towards me. But anyhow. What are the damn odds. I mention him in a blog and he appears 😋

Speaking of ex boyfriends...
Ok, this is gonna be a gripe from last year. I might have bitched about it already...or i haven't. To be honest, i can' remember. But if you've read it already...well...bear with me then. Cos I'm gonna bitch about this anyway. Again.

Rene. My French superman. 6"4, 254lbs of chiselled chest, arms, abs, back..and those thighs. And ass. Yumm....sorry. WHat was i saying? I mean, he's got that sharp cut at the bottom of his chest that cuts in like a fucking figurine. Ok, and he's got a big dick. . So he's been my...fwb for about 2 years now. I'd say we're close. He knows I'm married. And i kid-sit for him on more than one occasion. Like get back to his place to watch his kids while he worked late. Not the healthiest of relationships if I'm being totally honest, but fuck. Let's not go there now ;P

So Rene. Last year while i was in Singapore, he booked a place in a resort that had it's own private pool and suggested we stay there for a few days. Of course i was excited and agreed. No one would book a room with it's own private pool unless there was going to be some serious pool fucking. Right? So I packed appropriately. The only appropriate clothing i brought was the dress i wore to get there. Every other bit of clothing was...for the purpose of...getting an erection. LOL

He got there first, said he'd take care of the registration and all. He was seeing someone at the time, and they were...fairly serious, at the time, so I thought that was all his attempt of discretion...? I didn't think much of it. I just agreed, then got a cab there later in the day. It wasn't a long cab ride, but i was already thinking of ways to...violate him, and ways I was gonna get him to violate me. LOL. So imagine my surprise when I got there, all that build up, heck, I was already wet by the time i climbed the short stairs up, only to find, as i checked, and rechecked the room number, only to find that there were kids voices screaming, coming from the inside. -_-

I rang the doorbell, finally, and he came up to the door, shirtless (bastard. Wasn't making it easy for me...) and embraced and kissed me as he led me in. Then i saw his kids playing in hte pool. . Not sure about you, but at that moment, I was dryer than the Sahara. LOL. TO be fair, he didn't specify, I didn't bother to check.... it was all....a bad fuck up. I mean, I like his kids. They're very cute. And very sweet. But....ah well, you know. I did spend the night, but only one night. And we did fuck. ANd it was...enjoyable. I did take out my frustrations on him that night. But uh....yeah, that was a big fucking let down. LOL. I had envisioned...many acts of debauchery, that was to be stretched out 3 days. Instead, I had one night of angry sex, and went back the next day in the same dress I showed up in. -_-

That's Rene for you. So eager to meet him again, yet...also not. LOL
Maybe I'm suddenly remembering it cos I'm scheduled to head back to Singapore mid August. Ah well...

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