and the sparks fly

I see ___________ again on Tuesday evening. I text him that i have to run some errands after the class I am teaching and can’t really do a quickie but how about dinner.

So he comes over and we go down he street for an early dinner at the restaurant that does great fish dishes. We have oysters and then mussels. We chat, laugh, talk about music and all sorts of things. I ask about his family and he tells me about his mother and his brother and growing up. His life has been so different than mine. He is the youngest of two.

At some point after we eat, he moves over to sit next to me on the bench and he is kissing me and kissing my hand and nuzzling in my neck. We pay and head back to my place.

At my place we start making out and then head upstairs to try again.
And oh my god how awesome it is. I love viagra! He is a very attentive lover and I had an amazing orgasm. We cuddled a ton and talked and laughed during sex and afterwards = until I kicked him out – which we joked about as well. It was quite amazing and I am glad that hurdle is over.

I like the way this man kisses and how he pays attention. I like touching him. He is so different than anything I have experienced before. The only downside is that I don’t like the way he does oral so we will have to do some remedial training there to see if we can get it the way I like it and still satisfies him. He started out so tentative and tender with me that I could barely feel that he was touching me so I had to let him know that I like things harder, with more force and that I won’t break.

I like that we do things and that it isn’t just sex like with the gameshow host who is really just a booty call. I like sex but I want something in return – even if it is just a nice dinner.