Oh my God
Oh my good fuckin God!!!
I slam my front door shut and then can't stop myself from doing my celebratory salsa dance that no one else thinks looks like salsa but it feels good so it must look good...right?
"Travis?" Brian looks at me as though he just walked in on me dancing naked around a sacrificial lamb but I salsa some more and then throw myself down on to our sofa.
Oh my God!!!
"Travis you look..."
"Disheveled?"
"I was gonna say you look a fuckin mess but let's go with your description. Did you go running in those clothes?"
I look down at my shirt and jeans and then back to my room mate.
I come home in last night clothes, smiling like a Cheshire cat and salsaing my heart out and the first thing that comes to his mind is I've been running?!
I shake my head, swipe a hand from my head to my feet to point out my attire and then wait for it to sink in. Unfortunately it takes longer to sink in than I have patience for so I stand up and announce that I'm Disheveled because these are my clothes from last night, when I went out to dinner, with a girl.
"Oh my God, did you hook up with someone?!"
I want to tell him not just someone but the one but I just smile again and wait for him to ask.
"Is this really what a 'post sex' Travis Kelce looks like, because he looks sweaty and gross let me tell you"
"That's because this is not just a post sex Travis Kelce, this is a post 6 rounds of sex Travis Kelce looks like" I can't help but feel proud of myself, 6 times... I don't think I had sex with Hailey 6 times in our entire second attempt at a relationship
"6 times?! Like just now?"
"3 last night and 3 this morning. That's still pretty good going though right?"
"And she couldn't let you take a shower before she released you from her sex den and let you loose on your unsuspecting room mate?"
"Well actually I was going to shower but then I made moves for a 7th round and she kicked me out. You are right though I really need to get clean but I can still smell her and sex and it smells pretty amazing, here take a whiff of me"
I walk towards Bri and he just about jumps backwards to keep away from me and my aroma
"I will not 'take a whiff' you fuckin lunatic. Now shower, before I kick your ass out"
"Don't you want to know who it was?"
"Travis, the way you are smiling and salsaing like a crazy man, I think it's safe to say I can guess who it is, a blind haired, blue eyed girl that happens to live not too far away. Am I right?"
I fall back on to the couch like a teenage girl drooling over her latest celebrity crush but I don't care. Last night was all of my teenage fantasies come true
" God Bri, she kissed so good and she felt so good and she fu... "
" Okay Romeo, I get the picture, I don't think I need the x-rated version"
"Okay fine" I grumble, disappointed he didn't let me relive all the juicy details out loud, but I'm supposed to be a gentleman and gentleman don't kiss and tell so I will just have to save the sounds, sights and feels for my own 'private' moments
"So does she want to see you again, by 'see' I obviously mean 'fuck' since that's all you appear to have done"
" Well her parting words were 'get the fuck out of here before you break something' so I'm taking that as a yes. Now, I need to shower and then get to work so I can get finished early and hopefully convince her to partake in round 7"
I wiggle my eyebrows at my amused friend and then salsa my way to the bathroom, pushing the door shut with my butt and then taking off my shirt and searching for any erotic injuries from last night
Taylor had gone at me like a wild thing and sure enough I quickly find bite marks and scratch marks littered across my shoulders and chest. The sight of them lighting a fire in my stomach that tells me I might be embarking on round 7 on my own.
