The Girls are Back in Town

It’s been a whirl-wind week. I ended up visiting multiple friends in multiple states, and every single one of them went waaaaay above and beyond to make my birthday special. I think this might have been the best birthday I’ve had since I was a little girl. It might be the best birthday of all time.

For the record, the three men I talked about last week? None of them called or texted me. Surprise, surprise. Fuck ‘em, I had a great birthday without them.

I drank and danced my face off on Saturday night. I rarely do that, but it was so much fun. And a very nice guy friend of mine took care of me. And I made out with him…a lot. And possibly groped him during the car ride home…a lot. Annnnnd he has a wife. Whoops. Whoops a lot.

This has happened before, with this guy. Well, the kissing a little, but not the cock-grabbing. I wasn’t really surprised that it happened again, though that was not my intention when I invited him to come dancing with us. It’s always so…fun and innocent. I just know that I can’t get too attached, and I hope he doesn’t either. Because, at the end of the day, not only does he have a wife, but he lives 4 hours from me and he’s not a dom (though very kink-friendly, we’ve talked about it). And I know in my heart that it isn’t right to do anything with him, even if he and his wife are basically roommates. For all I know, they could have an arrangement where being with other people is ok or at least don’t ask, don’t tell, but even then, I’m just not comfortable with it. If nothing else, I definitely don’t have any dreams that he’ll leave his wife for me. And I wouldn’t want that, in any case.

But man. Those kisses were so nice. It’s not like he does something special or anything to be a good kisser. I just like it. It’s just always so sweet. Definitely one of the best kissers I’ve ever kissed.

After he dropped me and my friends off, we kissed a little, and his hands brushed against my chest a bit, but I could tell that he was trying to stop himself, even though he really wanted it. We texted a bit before I passed out, which is pretty fuzzy to me, but I read them the next morning, and it was basically both of us saying that we wished we were cuddled up together.

So, Sunday morning, I was feeling a little guilty about the cock-grabbing, haha. We texted throughout the day, so I knew things were fine, but I still felt that I shouldn’t have been quite so ridiculous, regardless of whether not it was my birthday. But he asked me out to lunch on Monday, and I said yes.

I thought to myself, this is either a “thank you for grabbing my cock, even though I’m married” and he’ll pay, or it will be a “I’m sorry for grabbing your cock, even though I was drunk” and I’ll pay.

It wasn’t even a question. He not only bought me lunch, but like, opened the car door, held doors for me, and talked about how much fun he had out with me. It was like…a date almost. And if it was, it was the best date I’ve been on in a long, long time. I wasn’t even back to my friend’s house yet and we were texting again about how much fun we had.

Since I’ve been home, we’ve texted and emailed a little, but I think for both of us, it’s kinda like coming down from a high. We have so much chemistry, but we both know that it isn’t a good idea to pursue anything, so we let it fade. That’s easy when you aren’t around someone and you’re set on doing it. When you build up this fortress and don’t let the person in completely, you can shut it off and go back to your life.

Part of me wishes that it didn’t have to be that way.

The good news is that he has reasons to be in my neck of the woods in March/April, so we might get to hang out then, and I also might see him in May because of all the weird coincidences in the world, we might be in Orlando on vacation the same week.

And even though nothing will come of this, I think for both of us, it is nice to be reminded that someone out there finds you super attractive and wants to be around you. I don’t think his wife gives him that, ever, and it makes me so happy to see his eyes light up. I know mine do too when I’m around him. As long as we both keep our emotions in check, and not pretend that it can develop past some kisses and conversation occasionally, it’s a good thing. Everyone needs to feel good sometimes.

So that spicy story I promised you is coming tomorrow, along with a new review!