Feminine Seduction | AfroerotiK
Conversation, along with drinks and laughter, flowed freely that evening. Unfortunately, so did the rain outside of Dante’s Restaurant on the night that Olivia and I decided to have a business dinner. Olivia Dennis is actually my sister’s co-worker’s best friend. Sounds a little convoluted but we met at a holiday gathering three years ago and have been friends ever since. We bonded, I think, because our outlooks on life are so similar. There was so much more to the relationship that she and I shared than just girlfriends that hang out a couple times a month. There was an ever so subtle and never discussed attraction simmering underneath the surface between us. I had just recently made my attraction to her known but I was very clear that I wouldn’t do anything to make any advances unless the feeling was mutual. My feelings towards her even caught me off guard, sneaking up on me after she had comforted me about a love gone awry. Nine out of ten times, when I had previously revealed my affections to another woman, my feelings sort of dissipated. I guess she was lucky contestant number ten because not only had my feelings not gone away after my revelation, they grew stronger with each subsequent communication. Olivia on the other hand was not comfortable with the idea of same gender intimacy but reluctantly admitted that she remained curious as to the type of thoughts that I harbored for her. I had always wondered, and hoped, if her curiosity arose out of desires she would not allow herself to admit.
