Too Much Thinking

When the doors closed, I wanted to close the gap between us and pull you down for a kiss.  I wanted to feel your lips on mine. 

I wanted to feel your hands on my back, my waist, my ass as the elevator moved. 
Hoping it wouldn’t stop so we could be alone for the ride down.

But, I never could figure out how to bridge the gap.

We were alone again when we reached our destination.  We had a perfect time and opportunity again.  But, I hesitated. 

I hesitated and didn’t show what was under that shirt I was wearing.  I had caught you trying to catch a glimpse all day.  And that shirt would have made it so easy too.  I could have felt your hands and lips on my tits, maybe even a nipple had we been so bold.  Hell, I would have been bold – there was no “if” there.

You could have maybe even found out what thong I was wearing.  I caught those sly glances towards my legs.  I could tell you had hoped I wouldn’t be so careful and lady-like in how I had been sitting.  I would have encouraged you to find out when we were alone.  But, I started thinking too much.  My brain got in the way.

The ride back up the elevator was tense for me. I wanted you so much.  I love making out in an elevator, the risk of getting caught, the quick readjustments as it comes to a stop at the floor, and the fun that naturally ensues when the door to the hotel room closes.

But I hesitated. I started thinking.  And I couldn’t get my brain to shut off.  It was uninvited to this moment, and then it ruined it. 

I often reflect on this moment as a reminder to myself.  To be less cerebral and more spontaneous.  To let go and just do.  As I have found since then, good things happen when you let go and let things happen as they may.  When you take chances – and not over think.  It’s too bad this moment had to be lost for me to learn this lesson.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. Just me... says:

    Sadly, many lost moments are the curse of thinking too much.. And I’m not quite sure whether the ones best avoided outweigh the ones we should have taken.. 🙂

  2. As a chronic overthinker myself, my own thinking is I can usually fix regretting not doing something, but rarely can I fix the actual doing. In part it’s cause I assume if I regret doing something it’s not because of what it did to me but what it did to someone else. Which doesn’t really apply to this situation. You totally shoulda :-p

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  4. Hubman says:

    I hate when my brain gets in the way! And now I’m thinking about what you might be referring to in this post…

  5. garbonzo says:

    Brains get in the way entirely too often. As much as I just want to “do” and not think about it, I always tend to over think it and end up not “do”-ing enough.

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