So the really cute younger guy Bachelor #1 who shall be
known as Johnny, finally had time for me. We mad plans to go to his place and
hang out. It was interesting as we kept in touch but for some reason our talk
of sex had dwindled down to just an occasional text about each other’s days and
occasionally we asked about seeing each other again. Thanksgiving had put a
cramp on our schedules and made coordinating a block of time difficult but we
managed and thus decided to take advantage.
I met him on the trolley and we hung out at his place and I
was shocked to realize that I had talked myself up in the sex department more
than I normally do. It made me fear that I had left no surprises. But when he
kissed me I knew I was in trouble. He was quite the kisser and reminded me of a
certain someone. Things were quickly
taken to the bedroom and before I knew it I was naked. With having talked
myself up I had to live up to the hype and I had to put in more work than I
normally do but it was worth it.
Afterwards he got a text that his roommate was coming home
so we put on our clothes and headed to the living room where I helped him get
reception for his television and we resumed watching football. He found the
game boring so he went to make dinner.
After offering me something to drink he then told me I could
keep him company in the kitchen, if I was bored. After having dealt with someone
similar I knew what it meant and so I wasted no time going to the kitchen where
we talked and get to know one another better.
Dinner was tasty and we learned a lot about one another and
I was pleased to find that I only found him more attractive and easier to get
along with than initially thought.
When I left I was unsure to kiss him or what, it had been a
long time since I dated. I thought I would leave it up to him and so there was
no kiss and no hug but I still feel it was my fault.
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