F is for fingers and fondles #AtoZchallenge

My guy is attentive. When we met in the lobby at work on Monday, he noticed my fingers as I held the manuals that he had given me.

"I love your peach nail polish," he remarked.
"Thanks," I said, looking at my nails.
"I also liked last week's polish," he said, referring to my photo that I had sent him of my purple polish.
"I'm glad that you got it," I replied.

We chatted about other topics before this one.

"Can I see you this weekend?" I asked.
"Yes. I have a class till 3 pm. We can meet after. I want you all to myself," he said, sweetly.
"Sounds good. Fondle you then," I replied.

We both smiled at each other.

Fuzzy peach bottoms

My guy has a fuzzy backside, which I absolutely love. I can't explain exactly why I feel that way, other than the fact that he has been the first guy that I have been with who does. It's not like he is so hairy that he needs to shave his butt often, but it's fuzzy and nice to the touch.

The plain and simple answer? I find his backside cute and it turns me on.

Anyway, speaking of cute, I found this article interesting when I saw peaches in cute panties:

Image: Mashable

If you order them, they come in a lovely satiny-lined box, bottom side up, of course:

Image: Mashable

I suppose that if you don't have any peaches, you can also use nectarines and plums.

Now, I am wondering whether Victoria's Secret should get into the business of making panties for these voluptuous peaches. I think that a stern spanking with a wooden coffee stir stick would cause these peaches to bruise easily.