I just came home from my walk in the park and my heart is racing. I'm fuming mad. And oddly a little turned on...

I was walking along, pushing E's stroller (pram), pausing periodically to throw the dogs ball for her. A man was standing about 10 feet in front of me on the path speaking on his mobile.

As I approached him he covered the phone and said very rudely, "Excuse me! There's a dog field over there. Could you not walk your dog in there?"

I stopped and stared at him blankly like, are you serious!?

"I'm from the council." he said as if that explained his rude tone.

"I'm happy for you." I said "But not once in 5 years has my dog EVER trampled anything in this park."

"It's just very rude what you're doing"

"OMG are you for real?" Then I gave him my best stink eye and walked off because I was about to kick him.

After I'd got a few metres away I looked back and saw he was totally watching me walk away. Fucking wanker!

The further I walk, the more angry I became. How dare he speak to me like that! My substantial income pays for his job! Thinks he's all smart dressed in that suit that makes him look like a dark, angry politician...

Hold on, am I turned on?! Oh god I'm perverted!

I think it was the way he spoke to me matter-of-factly, rude, confrontational. Sexy.

I walked round the park 3 more times desperate for confrontation and mildly entertaining the idea of angry stranger sex in the bushes. I saw him and felt his eyes follow me but I didn't have the courage (and I didn't entirely trust myself) to confront him again.

I'd be one naughty girl if I were single!