Viagra allows my mind to wander

As you may have read in some of my other posts, I have a good time doing what I do. I have some regular clients who I can't wait to see again - sexy ass fuckers. But I also have some clients that... well... don't excite me as much, for whatever reason.

Case in point, the client I had last night - a regular. He's a very nice guy, probably in his late 40s, average looking and a manager for a grocery store chain. He's very friendly - we usually sit in his living room for 10 or 15 minutes when I first arrive and talk about what's been happening in our lives since we last saw each other. I sit on the sofa, he sits in his recliner across the room. The conversation usually flows okay, but it has its awkward pauses every now and then. Really, this is the most stimulating part of the visit for me, which is perhaps why I let it linger a bit.

Then, he'll say "wanna go play?" I say, "absolutely!" and then he walks over to the stereo cabinet and turns on the most erection-killing music you've ever heard. And he doesn't just put it on low in the background... no, no... he BLASTS so loud that the floor shakes.

I know what you're thinking... the music can't be THAT bad. Oh... but it is. So bad in fact, that I made a mental note of the songs last night because I knew I had to blog about it. Ready? "Killing Me Softly with His Song" (the REALLY old version by Roberta Flack), "Hey Mickey You're So Fine" by Toni Basil, "Take My Breath Away" by Berlin, "Solsbury Hill" by Peter Gabriel, and then (from out of nowhere) "Summer Lovin" from Grease,

I lay on my back, legs above my head resting on the headboard as he ferociously licked my boy cunt, and my mind was miles away remembering that ridiculous Toni Basil video... what ever happened to her? I think I saw a special on VH1 abot her once. "Take My Breath Away" ... remember that song from Top Gun? I never really liked Tom Cruise much... and for some reason I always confused him with Patrick Swayze, but I liked Patrick Swayze much more... he really won be over with "Ghost." And oh how I loved Peter Garbiel... "Sledgehammer" is my favorite song of his... that part with the flute was rad.... and then Grease! I did that show when I was in high school - bad memories there... I didn't get the part I wanted, and I had a major crush on the boy who played Eugene... that's wierd... crushing on the guy who played the nerd. But he was cute!

By now the guy has a condom on and has been fucking me since the beginning of "Solsbury Hill" - and I realized how far gone I had been. Then I started to chuckle to myself about how I definitely need to blog about this when I get home - and before I could finish that thought, he pulled out and shot a load all over my stomach.

I may have been daydreaming, but thanks to my trusty 1/2 dose of Viagra I took before I showed up, he'll never knew.

I wonder what he'll play next time....