Every girl knows at least one cheeky chap. Baby face, little grin and just down right cheeky.
Well this particularly cheeky chap was a friend of one of my closest friends. Felicty. She met him through a guy she fancied and they all became friends. Partied together, would go on holidays together and that would include her flying out to the Oasis to come and see us girls but the boy group would come too and they would all party it up. That's when I first met him.
When I saw him for the first time, he had puppy dog eyes for me. That's honestly the best way to describe it. Or that Cupid had just shot his bow right into his heart and there were legit Instagram love heart eyes happening. It was cute. He has a proper baby face.
Ok let me give you some context, I went to the airport to pick up Felicity, not realizing that the boys were arriving on the same flight so I was in a simple dress, a dress I wouldn't normally wear out in public, strappy and floaty and like a house dress. You get what I mean? So I wasn't really making an effort and I had minimal make up on. Minimal.
When I saw Felicity I gave her a big hug and behind her was this group of boys and this wee cheeky short chap peered out from the back and yeah the love heart eyes thing happened. It was cute, he was cute. He was young but not that young. Maybe 2 years younger than me.
Partying in the Oasis is usually an all day affair. Brunch, beach clubs - they all start at 12pm ISH and it is a long day of drinking. We had seen the boy group a few times before Felicity and I joined them at a beach club on the Saturday, or I should say, they joined us. There was lots of drinking, dancing and later on as the sun was setting we were all in the pool. It was just me and him wading out and he looked at me, with these eyes and yeah I melted into him and we kissed.
Honestly? I don't remember it. Obviously not that memorable but I was really drunk.
Now before you go on to think anything else, this was around the time that Pingu was on the scene and I was hung up on him big time. Nothing else happened with the cheeky chap but he tried his best for the rest of the night.
Fast forward a year and the cheeky chap slides into my DMs quite a bit. Now whilst he has earned the cheeky chap for that smile, turns out the boy wasn't a fuck boy. He was almost naive and really honest and cute. Didn't mean I was going to trust that cheeky smile though. Welcome to the game, I created it. Ok I didn't but I'm the captain for the girls team. Ok I am not the captain but fuck I was on the damn team.
The cheeky chap and I were messaging quite a lot, lots of flirting and on this particular occasion, Felicity sent a picture to our girl group of said cheeky chap, shirtless, looking at his phone with the caption, isn't he so cute. I know you are thinking it. Or maybe you felt it, just like I did. The 'fuck'. Face palm. What the fuck? This is so weird?! Obviously Felicity didn't know that he was messaging me probably at that exact moment and I did not want to tell her but I did forward to picture on to him.
"She's done me dirty! I don't even look good!"
He did look good though. His abs were peaking out and his arms looked big and he was a handsome man although the baby face does make him look like a boy but let's not go there. I know that Felicity was like a sister to him as he kept mentioning to me but the decision was made in mind to not let this go any further because Felicity's friendship meant way more than the Cheeky Chap.
But the thing about these cheeky chaps, they don't give in so easy so whilst I was keeping my distance (which was easy because I lived half way across the world), he continued to be cheeky and flirting and ever so charming.
So we were chatting one late Friday evening and he was very drunk at a works do and the flirting was happening and then we started to talk naughty and I said you are definitely very drunk
Felicity: "he is very drunk"
Well fuck me sideways. Of course she was also at the same work do thing because they were in the same industry and it was an event that she also attended. That was it for me, it was too close for comfort and I was slightly embarrassed if she had seen my naughty messages to him cause that's not something you always feel comfortable sharing with friends. So I just kinda felt like I had my tail between my legs.
I obviously didn't try very hard to get rid of this cheeky chap because before I knew it we were planning activities, nights out, excursions and what not for when he was going to be in the Oasis at the end of February for a work thing.
That's right. I was getting a fuck.
Now look, I was well seasoned at this fly in for a fuck situation so I very clearly stated that that was all it was going to be so don't be catching feelings. You live there, I live here but I am so up for having some fun.
So we counted down the days and the plan was although he arrived in the Oasis on the Monday, I wouldn't see him until the Friday. I would probably pick him up, we were going to go to a theme park for the day, a little road trip and probably come back to mine for some dinner. And sex obviously. Probably fuck all night, the next morning and then he'd be off on his merry way and I would be able to pack for a holiday I was going on two days later.
Perfect? I should think so.
Now if you are like me and like sex. (I should hope we all do). Then you'll be getting very excited for some sex seeing as the last time I had some was in November with the disappointing BBD (big black dick). So of course, the conversation goes towards sex.
He's got a small dick. No pictures were sent but this line says it all:
"I'm all about the motion in the ocean"
The question is how small? I guess I was going to find out.
Things never happen as you plan. He ended up coming over on the Thursday night which was annoying because I had just got a wax and you shouldn't really get naughty after a wax. It's not very hygienic so I told him he wouldn't be able to lay his hands on me but it never happens like that.
We watched a movie and he was different to what I remember, he said the same about me. Awkward. We ended up kissing and cuddling. Got ready for bed and I was in a pajama top and knickers when I got in bed. I am the easiest push over, actually no, I was just horny.
I am telling you, it was a "is it in?" moment. He was small, I can't decide if he was smaller than Headband, I don't think he was a but I'll give him this, he knew how to use it and that was fine by me.
We got up the next day, had a lovely day at the theme park although we were both exhausted after his week of partying, a night of no sleep and a long ass drive. We got back to mine late afternoon, ordered food, fucked which was actually really good and I was looking forward to a full night of more until he decided it was time to go.
Honestly, it was the weirdest situation ever. And off he went, got his fix and he was away.
I haven't really heard from him since. But I know he remains cheeky.
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