He was sitting on the corner of the bar. Perfect seating for a first time meet and get to know each other. We each had a perfect view of most of the bar, could see if anyone came in that we knew and could appear like casual aquaintances chatting over a beer. I always check before hand to make sure that my dates don’t have a significant other. I am not ready to be shot in public for being with another woman’s man. With today’s social media avenues, folks will put it on blast for all to know. Knowing that he didn’t have a significant other I was floored by how sexy and handsome that he is. A sexy man, with a good job, and a college degree...doesn’t have a significant other. I don’t know why that’s so hard to believe. I’m thinking “What’s wrong with him.” I’m a pretty good judge of character and so I struggled with trying to figure out what was wrong with him. After a few hours, I couldn’t find anything. He had been in a relationship, he does want a girlfriend, however, after that one ended, it doesn’t really have time to pursue another relationship. He’s having fun discovering himself and opening the next chapter. He’s busy, trying to stay ahead of the game (as with everyone else with a college degree...paying for it isn’t as easy at the American Dream!), and just having a great time. Seeing a hotwife actually fits into his life. He has an outlet that satisfies his freaky side but doesn’t have to worry about all the “other things” in a relationship.
He is very quiet at first but is willing to answer all my questions when prompted. He’s a great listener (I’m hoping all guys are paying attention here) and was interested in the things I was telling him. He is well versed in many aspects of life. (I hope he really does find a good woman one day… he’s going to be the best)
About half an hour into our chat, we realized that they were setting up karaoke behind us in the corner. I was super excited but I am pretty sure that I surpised him when I got up for karaoke for a rap song HAHA. He said later that he really didn’t think I could do it, but that I owned it and I actually performed it instead of attempting it. He was smiling and I think he enjoyed it. In true small town fashion I saw a few folks that I know, but they never questioned why I was with another man.
We stayed until last call and enjoyed the entertainment. Everytime I looked his way, he was looking at me and wanted to know what I was thinking. I was thinking I couldn’t wait to kiss his beautiful lips but I couldn’t tell him that. I am not forward when it comes to this. He walked me to my vehicle and we chatted for a few minutes, gave a hug and then it started to sprinkle. We went ahead and got in and I drove him over to his car. We sat in my car until it stopped raining talking and I kept waiting for him to kiss me….. He is the biggest fucking tease…. I like it.
Finally, I moved close enough and he came at me with the sexiest kiss. Oh so soft, but oh so good. Then, he said good night. Not one time did he say he wanted to see me again, not one time did he say he was interested in me. But what he didn’t say was that he wanted to pick me up, put me on that bar and eat me for dinner and dessert. What he didn’t know I was thinking that I wanted to be on that bar and him on top of me and beside me and all over me. What we weren’t saying were all the things we wanted to do with each other. All the unsaid things that ran through my mind as I drove home alone and then when I got home and crawled into bed with my panties moist from the thinking of all the unsaid things. All the sexual tension.
To be continued....