Nail polish + me = my guy getting a boner

I didn't see my guy online on our instant messaging program at work. I decided to text him. He texted back quickly.

He didn't see me at my desk yesterday morning. My entire team is working on the third floor for most of the week. My guy and I were co-ordinating when we'd have lunch. We finally got our plan into gear when I told my team that I had to go.

We met downstairs in the lobby and we walked over to his car. He pointed at the general vicinity of where he thought his car was. It's always scary.

We held hands as he drove us to our usual Chinese hangout. He looked at my lavender nail polish and liked it a lot. He squeezed my thigh as we approached the place.

There was a bit of a wait to get a table, but we eventually did get one. He sat across from me and smiled lovingly at me. He's sweet.

He held my hand across the table. I had capri pants on. He reached under the table to feel my exposed skin on my right leg.

My guy was horny. He told me that he was hard. He was actually touching himself. I told him that I could help him with that after lunch, which made him happy.

He's boyish and manly all rolled into one sweet human being. He had now dubbed my nail polish colour as being boner-inducing.