It wasn't intentional. I was working, busy, running from my file cabinet to grab a file and back to my office to grab a call. Apparently, I did it out of the blue..almost subconsciously. I whistled.The receptionist in my office was stunned and asked
"Are you whistling?" and laughed.
"Yes, yes, I guess I am" I said almost incredulously.
"What's with you? I've never seen you whistle!" she said.
I laughed. "I don't know," I said. "I guess I got carried away. I was in a whistling mood."
What's happening to me? I thought. I'm busy at work...things are smooth at home..and I'm having regular, amazing sex with an incredibly hot younger guy.
Jesus. Damn lucky I'm not dancing, singing and doing cartwheels!
