I think it's safe to say that it's going well. Very well.
Here's why:
1) Really nice man whose company I genuinely enjoy.
2) Intelligent, funny, creative guy.
3) Fan-fucking-tastic sex.
4) Let me repeat that sentiment. The sex is oh my god great!
5) Local, with a place to play and a flexible schedule
I just can't get enough of him. It has been a l-o-n-g time since I felt that. That desire for him, the craving his touch - those have taken me a bit by surprise. I was hoping for a decent guy and a moderate level of sexual compatibility. I guess I was keeping my expectations in check because I know what's out there. I know the odds of finding a JJ are very slim. Hoping for that is just a recipe for disappointment. Right? So I was prepared to settle for ok, good enough. I just wasn't prepared for T.
I wasn't prepared for the way he kisses me. I wasn't prepared for his passion. I wasn't prepared for how quickly he learned just what I like and need. I wasn't prepared for the experience of his advanced oral skills.
I didn't expect to like him so much.
But I do and I'm very comfortable with that. I think he is, too.
I asked him why he was shopping for a married woman on AM. He's single, after all. His answer was that he figured a married woman would have a life and responsibilities of her own and wouldn't want so much of his time. That makes sense. I want more of his time (because he has made me an oral sex addict), but I know that I have a full life and so does he. Coming together for a little shelter from life's storms once or twice a week is perfect.
In the fine tradition of Ryan Beaumont, I thought I'd share a cheesy song that expresses my feelings about T at this point. Yesterday I heard the news that Captain and Tennille are divorcing after 39 years of marriage. I hate to admit this, but I didn't even know they were still alive. Apparently, they are, and they are going their separate ways. As an aside, I'd really like someone to explain to me sometime what can be so bad that you can't work it out after 39 years of marriage. Anyway, in recognition of their long marriage I thought I'd share one of their songs, and it really does remind me about my feelings for T.
By the way, what were you doing in 1979? I was a freshman in high school. I was slutty then, too. I just didn't want anyone to know it.
