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In the month since my first date with the "adorable actress", we've grown more and more attracted to each other, spending more and more time communicating with each other. In spite of having met in person just once, we each felt like we had to be the other. Unfortunately, that's well beyond the ground rules of our partially-open relationship. The plan had just been to allow us some stress relief when we were apart. Neither of us had expected to fall hard for someone else. On Tuesday, my wife concluded that my attraction to the singer-actress was something deeper than a friend with intermittent "benefits". She was furious. Meanwhile, the singer-actress – already suffering from the personal crisis of finding herself falling for a married man – had another personal crisis crash down around her. She was home in California, and I couldn't help her from where I live. I bought a same-day flight, both to flee my wife's anger and to be with the singer-actress. The singer-actress met me at the airport, and we went on our second date, at a very posh restaurant. Anyone who might have been paying attention to us would have had no trouble seeing that we were in bliss together. Leaving the restaurant, she asked whether I had condoms. I did not; I had packed for the flight too hastily to remember that important detail. She asked me to buy them; I had no problem with that, although I was a bit offended by the sales clerk's facial expression when he said, "Have a nice night." I had little idea of what sort of sex to expect with her; we both knew we wanted each other very much, but we hadn't discussed details. I had a certain degree of worry that because she's exceptionally beautiful, she might be less impressive in bed, because her beauty alone could attract all the sexual attention she could ever want. But all worries about the sex faded once we got started. I thought she was spectacular – much more exciting than with any previous partner. It wasn't just the thrill of her beauty – that was just a bonus. She was enthusiastic, creative, and energetic. And she thought I was wonderful too. I stayed until Friday morning, when I had to return for obligations here. The time between meeting her at the airport and saying goodbye was wonderful. We had great times together while out and about. We had lots of wonderful sex. We discussed a future together. Meanwhile, my wife was preparing to leave. Although our marriage had problems that dated back many years, the sudden collapse took her completely by surprise, and she was in a lot of pain. It took me by surprise too, and I felt terrible for her; the pleasure of the new relationship could not push aside concern for my companion of many years. To write more about either woman would intrude on her privacy. And since this is about dating in search of friends-with-benefits or hook-up partners, I have nothing more to write about. My new girlfriend is so fantastic that I can't imagine looking for someone else, so I am off the market; the search is over. I hadn't expected it to turn out this way, but that's how it is. Post a comment in response: |
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