I had a dream about a perfect man. He was so beautiful. I’ll never forget his eyes. They were light green but against his complexion they were perfection. His muscular build alone had me wet. I’m 5ft but in my dream I was like 5’7. This is relevant because we sexy salsa danced and he’s like 6ft. I can’t imagine my short ass dancing salsa with a tall guy in real life. Wouldn’t that look silly? Now I have the urge to learn salsa. My husband is learning Portuguese and I’m inclined to learn too now. What if my dream was a glimpse into the future. My husband wants us to move to Brazil one day and I hope I meet this man. I don’t think I’d cheat but I’d definitely tell my husband I NEED him. He’s had his fair share of infidelity so he’d have to swallow his pride and let me live out my dream. Anyways back to the dream guy. Just looking at him I could feel myself getting wet. When he caressed my lower back my body tingled. When there’s that level of sexual energy I feel like it’s fate. This man was my boyfriend in the dream. What a man. I’d take all of him in my mouth if he were in front of me. I’d let him have me anyway he’d like. I’d be his little slut. Treat me like a princess but not in the bedroom. I wish I could close my eyes and be back in my dream.