Its started with an inbox message relating to being shy and introverted..finally someone that gets how my mind works 99% of the time.. i save that info in the back of my mind. I have been approached by partners with consent before.. i will forever remember their couples alias. Threesomes are not my thing. And he tells me no, his partners has given him consent to play alone for the first time.

It was my first weekend alone, planning to have as much fun as possible. Friday after a farewell function with colleagues, someone i have met and talked to ,invites me over for drinks.. on my way he tells me we will be having drinks with his friends , i might know them from the club..i am like, " i dont really know people from the club" but okay it might be cool.

After getting lost to the entrance of the pub. I finally arrive, nervous because i am out of my comfort zone. He, J, introduce the pair to me R and T.

And we just hit it off.. we have fun, talking, spilling shots, laughing ect these are my kind of people. Jokes and drinks.. its rare to find 1 person that gets you. Weird when you find a mini tribe..

As the conversations flow, i find myself drawn to R. Shocked by my own behaviour, since J invited me over, i really like R and his fiance . She is very much like me, and there are parts were we just give each other a look and laugh because we get it.

My body, a mind of its own, turns to R when i sit... i tried to stand and adjust my direction but i find myself swinging in his direction. I am fascinated by sparkling eyes full of life as he tells his tales of woe and fortune... i admire the way he uses his hands to explain things. There are times that i felt tunnel visioned, if he didnt asked J's opinion at times, i probably would have forgotten there are others too. Its infectious and hard to look away but i try, since i have been invited by J, i feel i am rude and try to keep the conversation generalized, but my eyes keep drifting back, out of the corner of my eye, i see him look at me too.. or maybe its just my bloody imagination.. no one is ever interested in me.

There is just this unseen connection that makes me notice him a bit more.. although my attention is on the other conversations. My mind keeps drifting to R, there is just something about the way he gets animated when speaking, that draws my attention. When he speaks ,immediately i am fully focused on the way his lips move. I hear what he says, but the way his mouth forms words is mesmerizing.. i find myself sneaking peeks out of the corner of my eyes when i try to shift focus to the general conversation.. but its involuntary ,unstoppable.. i tried to look else where, but my eyes land on his hands and fingers, gawd there is just something sexy about hands to me. I end up spilling my shot.. blushing profusely and giving the lamest excuse i could muster and we all laugh about it..I have seen him look at me too, and he blushed when i spilled my drink, maybe i am just awkward and probably too horny too.

His smile reaches his eyes every time , i cant help but notice every fine line across his face. Somethings jusy can not be explained..i am drawn to this person.. i am utterly confused , its not a normal type of attraction to me.. it's one that is going to haunt me until i know what lies behind it. Why i cant take my eyes off of him? Scared to be caught ogling by his fiancé and J, who i am actually accompanying. After a final call for drinks , we all agree to go to another pub where we can dance aswell.

Me and T are super excited about that. I love dancing i can see that she does too. Gorgeous woman, felt like i have known her for years. So full of life i get why men are attracted to her. She has this magnetism to her that draws people in, wanting to share in that aura of life.. and eyes full of promises. I just hope she doesn't see the lust in mine.

Standing in the queue for drinks . There is a moment R and i am cometely alone. R tells me that we have been talking on the club website. So he knew who i was.

I didnt know it was him.

i was shocked, elated ,surprised and secretly turned on by that... never in a million years did i think i will actually meet him never mind in the presence of his fiance and friend.

I didnt know i was talking to his friend too.. nrither did he. He shares the shock he felt when his friend anounced who would be joining their triohe knew my alias and name by then..

and neither of us knowing how to deal with it, we laughed about the turn of events..

The law of attraction has no rules or guides.. it's something that just happens.. and in my case not with every tom, dick and harry. I come from a conservative background its taboo to fall in lust with another woman's man.

But gorbidden fruitbis always the juiciest. I cant help but remember everything we have talked before and how special he made me feel.

We move to the dancefloor and T joins in. The music is exactly my taste. I know this is going to be an awesome night..I love to just be in the moment, let every song and rhythm just take control of my movements. There is beauty in getting lost in it..

i dont know how i know.. but i know he is watching.. and that just makes my moves more intimate and fluid. i know who i am dancing for. Every move is a showcase of desire and lust. And a promise of what can be.. i felt sexy and hot..

Burning from the inside out.. i divert my eyes when we take breathers, because i know the story my eyes would tell.. burning embers...a slow burn i know wont fade on its own, the insatiable need to touch the object of my desire, and he keeps looking.at me too. When he takes a sip from his glass, the way his finger runs on the rim of his glass before.touching his lips. I need to get ridnof the fire.within me, because every time our knees brush accidently, or feet.. its like adding wood to the fire.. glowing embers and if he is going to look in my eyes, i am going to burn him with me.

The only option i was left with was hot glances, hoping the shadows will hide the fire in my eyes...I BURN to touch this man... the nymphoninside me is raging at me... we need to feel his lips on ours. My body wants to know what the fuss is about. Inside clenching at the thoughtbof him touching me, just then he touches the small of my back to telle we are leaving. The nympho is screaming inside my head to taste him.

J invites me to sleep over and not drive home. The nympho is not having it. I knew that the moment i told J to kiss me.. it is not who i wanted.. and pouring all that lust and passion onto him while burning for someone else is unfair and i will feel guilty afterward.

The nympho in me is just nodding .. " YEAH BITCH THAT AINT HAPPENING, WE WANT R "

I talked to R after that. And we agreed that the feelings was entirely mutual, and he told T that at the Haloween party its going to be me and him at the club.

Part 2 to follow