I helped B set up a Tinder profile. Find pictures where he looked hot. Somehow most women on dating sites are all cute and happy. Men post photos that look like the last known footage of them. I was trying to help him avoid that. I know he’s looking more for hookups in whatever town he’s working in.
Soooo…I went to see R yesterday. He met me at the door, and pushed me up against the wall. I pulled away from his kisses after a few minutes and said “Boy, you aren’t wasting any time.” He said he wanted me and pushed me down the hall.
I love talking to him. I love making out with him. The foreplay is really good. But, after last time I was a little nervous about the sex. So, in my head, I’m kinda thinking “Can’t we just be friends who go down on each other once in awhile?” But, we decided to try again anyway.
It was SO much better this time. I admit, it wasn’t amazing, or mind-blowing. But it was good. It was enjoyable. I need to ask him next time if a couple of the things he does are for me, or for him, because, if it’s for me, he needs to stop it. Switching positions a whole bunch, getting close, then stopping. Dude, you already got me off. Multiple times. I’m good. The sex doesn’t need to last forever. But, the friendship is good, the chemistry is unbelievable, so, we’ll keep seeing each other.
It’s a weird thing to navigate though. All of the “steps” you are supposed to follow in a relationship don’t really apply here. I mean, it is a relationship…and we’re 7 months into this thing, where there isn’t an end goal. I’ve got these two parallel relationships, where they know about each other, they ask about each other. So, I can talk to B about R and R about B. But…neither of them wants to know certain things. And, they definitely don’t want to meet. But, if they do accidentally, they are fine with it. I can’t figure out HOW they would run into each other accidentally, but, stranger things have happened.
B, if you are reading this, stop now, we may be venturing into TMI territory.
My first husband did not do oral. At all. Like, he was fine with receiving but not giving. Well, then I was single and had a lot of hookups. And, a lot of those guys were happy to give, but, I only saw them once, or once in awhile. Then, I met B. And, he outright told me he would happily give up blowjobs if it meant he never had to give oral. Well, I like giving blow jobs, so I continued. And, honestly, I wondered if he’d change his mind. Because most the guys who I knew who hated it were in their 20s. Guys in their 30s were all about it. So, I bet on this, when I met 26 yr old B.
I was right. He eventually was willing to try for a little bit. the little bit got longer. Then he wasn’t just trying, he was enjoying. So, now, at 34, he actually will just do it, like, that’s all he wants to do on his lunch break, then he has to get back to work. So, this past weekend, he did that for me every day. It was 3 days in a row. And, I made the joke that I had never had 3 days in a row before. I could get used to that. And, he was proud of himself for breaking the “record”.
Well, yesterday I left R. The record is now 4 days in a row. I always assumed the consecutive days would be with the same guy. Apparently I was wrong. lol.