When you had a really hot and vivid dream starring one of your co-workers (one of the eye candies) and then you end up sitting across from them in a management meeting few hours later.
I’m pretty certain JD was right behind me on the road today. Turned into the parking lot of a tavern I went to last night. I nearly turned around to go and see if it was indeed him. But I didn’t. My stomach kept churning for some time afterwards though.
“I’d have sex with you every day if I could”, “I want you in bed!” – sex is improving, I’ll give him that!
The date last Thursday went alright. He’s been more on the asking side, I’ve found a number of similarities with G. Definitely a G.2.
Unlike the first time, not only do I see his moves, but also what he’s trying to accomplish. Also see through all his BS.
All in all, he’s a good distraction, fun and smart, no more. He asked me out again. And since he’s a good kisser, I’m going. Also bought me a coffee today, called first and asked me about my preference too.
We agreed to go for a drink on Thursday. JM said that Thursday worked for him too, but a. if I wait for the guy, I’ll die without much action and b. I can squeeze both in one evening. I’m a master planner!
While JM is still stuck in his bubble, I am going on a date or should I say for drinks with my smoking busy tomorrow night.
It’s a new experience for me, getting a guy from a back burner. 🙂 We’ll see how it goes.
What do you call sexting turn real? Like in – sneak out of your own house after midnight, drive to the guy’s place, pick him up from the porch (since he too had to sneak out), go to the nearby pumping station and have some fun in the back of your minivan?
PS He said he loved me. I said I loved him too.
PPS The foggy windows reminded me of a certain scene in the Titanic, lol!
I am both thrilled and scared. My silly side feels joyful – it’s jumping up and down and celebrates. Lil princess got her way (or so she believes) and is triumphant.
The logical side is sceptical and frightened. It’s scared of the prospect of yet again getting stuck in the dicksands all over again. I just started shaking off the rekindled addiction and this sounds too much like getting back to square one.
I am not much of a believer in second chances to begin with. I am weak in this, I am scared to lose the shaky inner balance I have almost achieved and stumble through the same minefield again.
I am! Time to quit the denial and embrace it!