I need to rethink my priorities

A Sexual Fantasy

— By JamesAlot

I'm a young Australian university student. When it came time to move from one falling down student house to the next I had to sell my IKEA wardrobe because I couldn't leave anything in the house. I was finished moving everything else when the woman who wanted to buy it arrived. I was a mess, hair everywhere, exhausted, wearing big boots and a paint covered work shirt. She, on the other hand, was a fit blonde professional with the sexiest Eastern European accent I'd ever heard. And two kids and a husband. The whole time we were talking about the wardrobe all I could think about was how badly I wanted to tear off those nice clothes and pin her up against that wardrobe in my empty, run down bedroom. I wish I'd done more than just flirt with her, but I really needed to sell that damn wardrobe.