The Mind of Sayna Sye

He's Not Just a College

I know the moment I saw him I had to have him! His name is Ronnie Washington, and we work together for a website called "Daily Roast of New York"(the owner thought it matched with the whole drinking coffee in a cafe while reading a newspaper or magazine, cool right), I work on the column called "Daily Tips for the Tip" which is about advise and short sex stories and he does the food review column call "Daily Taste of the World" where he'll go to places and taste food from different restaurants around the world and recommends them and his favorite dish. He'll go traveling to these places and I would wish so badly to go with him because it sounds fun(I like to eat, I'm not gonna lie!) and I would love to just be with him and do some unimaginable things too and with him! But, if you're wondering why I want him, well just imagine a 5'11, brown skinned man with tattoos, brown eyes, black hair, a smile that lights up and dark sky, and a voice from the gods! Not to mention he works out and is built very nicely, now you see while I want Ronnie so damn bad!
We've talked to each other before while passing each other like, "Hey Sandra(my name, Sandra Buller)!", then I give a simple "Hey Ron." He'll sometimes small talk me during the day during lunch and if he needs some help or sexual tips, but that's all. I would brag to my best friend Candice about him and she would tell me all the time, "Girl just ask him out and stop the whole small talk thing!" I would just brush it off and ignore her, though she's right! The small is cute and all but I want more and I can't deal with the sexual tension anymore! I'll go to sleep thinking about him and I would wake up horny and hot as hell, so I would masturbate to him, wondering how big it is and how it'll feel when it's inside of me. Stoking in and out, making my heart rush and my body get weak from how painfully good it feels, him talking me through a nut and telling me in doggy style to stop running or to take it with my eyes rolling in the back of my head! Uh, me calling his name and him calling mine, orgasming together and laying down in each other's arms while enjoying the atmosphere! Okay, I'm making my damn move now! My dildo, vibrator, rose, and fingers aren't doing in for me anymore! I need the real thing!
This Friday morning, I woke up and got ready for work, made sure to wear my black slacks that form to my curves, my white dress shirt with my black stripped in blue vest unbuttoned, and my favorite perfume from Dior that smells so good and it makes the strongest of men buckle to their knees! Fix my hair perfectly and put my jewelry on, got my bag and keys with my egg, bacon, and cheese bagel, and out the door, I went! When I arrived at work, I saw my target getting some coffee in the lounge, looking all sexy and shit! So, I muster up the courage, and went to the lounge! He was drinking his coffee and eating a donut in his black pants and white button up shirt, his cedar wood and citrus cologne dancing in my senses, he looked at me and said,
"Good morning Sandra!" Oh, I love it when he says my name!
"Good morning Ron. How your morning so far?", I asked while getting a donut with a smile.
"It's going pretty good, Thank You, yourself?"
"It's going great thank you for asking, just finished the new column for next week's issue. Yourself?"
"Well, congrats on finishing that, I'm getting ready to go to a sandwich restaurant in Jersey to review their food on Monday and I'm excited to go there. Just wish I had someone to go with, it gets lonely on the road sometimes. Uh, I'm so sorry for putting that on you.", he laughs. Here's my chance! "Oh, it's fine We're colleagues after all. But, I thought you had a girlfriend?"
"Please! My last girlfriend dumped me 4 months ago, she said it's because of me working so much, so she says! But, I'm single now." BINGO!
"Sorry about that! But, are you dating now?"
"I've met some women before but no one interested enough for me to go farther with. Yourself? I know someone as gorgeous as yourself got them lined up from the heart to Mars!", we laughed, wait did he call me gorgeous?
"Oh, thank you for the compliment, but no I don't have a sea of men after me or men starting wars over me like I'm Helen of Troy. Hell, my last relationship was two years ago and I thought to go back to him until I just didn't feel safe around him anymore, so I cut the communication off fully. I'm still keeping hope for one though."
He laughs but a hint of confusion is on his face and takes a bit out of his donut. "Wait! Sandra Buller, the expert who writes the sex column of this magazine ain't fucking!?"
I laughed, "Boy, please! A lot of my writings are from some of my experiences, others are research and my friends and family's experiences. That all! But, I just want someone who I know I'm gonna love until the end of time." I looked at my donut and took a bit trying not to go back to my last relationship.
"Well, if you could, maybe you could come with me to Jersey for a vacation, and you can have some new material for your next column! I can ask Mrs. Namond if it's fine with her, what do you say?"