The Giant and His Straying Bean Stock

I’ll be the first admit The Giant (that flirty driver I’ve been talking about) and I crossed a line in our flirting. But, despite being inappropriate it never crossed into cheating territory. It’s not like we were sexting or anything…. Admittedly, it was heading that way, but it never happened.

So when The Giant came into work Valentine’s Day I was a little surprised to find out he couldn’t reply back to a perfectly platonic message I sent him regarding work because his misses is checking his phone and internet use like a crazy woman.  

Now, I don’t know what The Giant gets up to when he’s at home and I don’t know if he has a history of being unfaithful or he’s just a flirt, but if that’s a direct reaction to him messaging me, that seems a little extreme. Now, like I said, I’m not innocent but, it’s not like I’m being penetrated by the man, nor was I planning on being penetrated by the man. Admittedly, if I’m already in trouble, I kind of wish I had but that’s neither here nor there.

He actually apologised to me for not being able to message me, which was completely unnecessary. I understand he has to look after him and most important I need to not have an angry woman hunting me down.

Anyways, my lovelies, I’m off to go deal with karma and by that I mean the cold some cow at work gave me. But before I go I shall leave you with this question; what do you class as cheating? Let me know your thoughts in the comment box below and as always, stay and play safe.

Love,

The Honest Bitch 
xoxo

That Pesky Line

I posted a blog last week, about the delicate line when flirting and in the post I talked about how one of the drivers at work was pushing that line, well he officially crossed it.

Funny enough, it was probably the day that post went live, I was at work and as normal there was a little harmless flirting going on, he came around the desk and to make a cup of coffee and gave me a hug. While he was around my side of the desk, he made some comment, which sadly can’t remember, and I snapped back with “now that paints one hell of a picture.” Without missing a beat, he said “you’d love to see a picture.” Me being me, without thinking I said “damn straight I would.” …. I should have known better.

When he grabbed his phone I knew I was in trouble, however, when he was looking through his phone and said he didn’t think he had any pictures, I thought I was safe and then I tempted fate with the comment “you’re such a let-down.”…. That was a mistake.  

          

He came over and showed me a picture, which I haven’t managed to get out of my head since. It was a picture he took in the mirror of himself, in his underwear with a rather impressive hard on. I believe the only appropriate words, for that is, damn.      

There is an image that comes to mind when you think of a truck driver and let me just say he breaks all those stereotypes. If it wasn’t for the whole him not being single thing, that man would be naked in my bed right now. I had no idea what his clothes were hiding.

Anyways, I’m going to go and try and take my mind off the many, many, many dirty thoughts that are running through my mind right now, but before I go I shall leave you with this question; do you ever feel like you’re playing with fire when you flirt? Let me know in the comment below. And as always, stay and play safe.

Love,

The Honest Bitch

xoxo 

Flirting - The Line

It’s no secret I’m a flirt, and for the most part, it’s utterly harmless; a cute smile, flirty eyes, a sly comeback and maybe, just maybe, a little cleavage. But it’s nothing that is crossing any lines.

I work in the transport industry, so I’m surrounded by men and flirting and innuendo is just the way many of them communicate. So for the most part I don’t even notice it anymore, on their part nor mine.

However, once in a while, that delicate line in crossed and at that point…. I notice.

The last time that line was crossed, it was the supervisor. It was all sweet and innocent flirting until it wasn’t. Then non sweet and innocent actions soon followed…. Not that I’m complaining. However, now, there seems to be another one slowly tap dancing himself over that line.

One of my favorite drivers, who like me is a natural flirt, has been pushing the line for a while and is slowly drifting over it. It started New Year’s Eve, he sent me a message on Facebook, that started off innocently but blame the drink if you will, it soon turned a little naughty but nothing too bad.

Then my last 4 off things edge a little more to the land of not so innocent, I won’t go into much detail, but let’s just say there was talk of “rabbiting” and some talk of meeting up. Now I could lie to you and say this was still just, barely on the line of innocence, but it wasn’t, it crept over that line.

And I’m aware it probably shouldn’t have, and I’m also aware I have to be careful because first of all, drivers gossip like you wouldn’t believe and second of all, I don’t want any drama but…. Nothing bad happened last time right?

This is going to end badly isn’t it?

Anyways, I’m off to make some bad decisions, but before I go I shall leave you with this question, where is the line when flirting? Let me know your thoughts in the comment box below. And as always stay and play safe.

Love,

The Honest Bitch 

xoxoxo