I’m not hung over, which is good considering all I have to do today. Oh well, it was worth it to neglect it all until today. I had more sex this weekend than I’ve had in a longggg time. With 2 different people too! It’s not often I get to be slutty, so I’m not apologizing!
My kids spent Friday and Saturday night with their mother so I had like the whole fucking weekend to myself. I called a friend of mine and asked if he had any plans Fri. night. We decided to see Resident Evil. He arrived to my house, with beer, a little too late to make the movie so we decided to stay in. I know he’s gay and he knows I’m bi, but we really don’t make it an issue. We enjoy going out and sometimes sitting around just shooting the shit. So it’s been just that for months…just friends.
Friday was different though. We always flirt a little when we hang out. A few beers later the conversation turned to sexual preferences somehow and before I knew it we were both outside stripping for a swim in the pool. We came back inside and played. It wasn’t earth shattering, but I definitely enjoyed it! There wasn’t any awkward feeling afterwards either. We went out at 2am to eat and chatted like we always do. I’m not sure I want to repeat it though.
So Saturday morning I see a txt message on my phone. It was from a woman I was close friends with up until 18 months ago. It had turned in to us being fuck buddies until she said she was having feelings for me. That made it weird for us and we grew apart and really hadn’t talked in over a year. Anyways we sent a few messages and then talked on the phone. Well, she invited me over to party and “catch up”.
She really looked good. Better than I remembered…a hottie! We just talked and partied for a couple of hours…I hate to assume it’s cool to make my move and since sex wasn’t implied I didn’t. It worked out well though. We were walking back from the kitchen and she said “Come in here. I wanna play with you”. <cha-ching!> I needed no second invitation and followed her into the bedroom. We fucked all night and it was damn good. It wasn’t all at one time. We would fuck, get dressed, move back out to the couch, talk a little, and then head back to the bedroom. It was good and we both couldn’t get enough. After the 5th time it was 3am and we were both seriously tired. Her kids rise early so I couldn’t sleep there. We agreed to “catch up” again soon and I left.
So I’m feeling damn good. I sent the letter to my attorney concerning my relocating in January, got a refund on my homeowners insurance, and got laid. I’m going to see if I can keep this good fortune going!
My kids spent Friday and Saturday night with their mother so I had like the whole fucking weekend to myself. I called a friend of mine and asked if he had any plans Fri. night. We decided to see Resident Evil. He arrived to my house, with beer, a little too late to make the movie so we decided to stay in. I know he’s gay and he knows I’m bi, but we really don’t make it an issue. We enjoy going out and sometimes sitting around just shooting the shit. So it’s been just that for months…just friends.
Friday was different though. We always flirt a little when we hang out. A few beers later the conversation turned to sexual preferences somehow and before I knew it we were both outside stripping for a swim in the pool. We came back inside and played. It wasn’t earth shattering, but I definitely enjoyed it! There wasn’t any awkward feeling afterwards either. We went out at 2am to eat and chatted like we always do. I’m not sure I want to repeat it though.
So Saturday morning I see a txt message on my phone. It was from a woman I was close friends with up until 18 months ago. It had turned in to us being fuck buddies until she said she was having feelings for me. That made it weird for us and we grew apart and really hadn’t talked in over a year. Anyways we sent a few messages and then talked on the phone. Well, she invited me over to party and “catch up”.
She really looked good. Better than I remembered…a hottie! We just talked and partied for a couple of hours…I hate to assume it’s cool to make my move and since sex wasn’t implied I didn’t. It worked out well though. We were walking back from the kitchen and she said “Come in here. I wanna play with you”. <cha-ching!> I needed no second invitation and followed her into the bedroom. We fucked all night and it was damn good. It wasn’t all at one time. We would fuck, get dressed, move back out to the couch, talk a little, and then head back to the bedroom. It was good and we both couldn’t get enough. After the 5th time it was 3am and we were both seriously tired. Her kids rise early so I couldn’t sleep there. We agreed to “catch up” again soon and I left.
So I’m feeling damn good. I sent the letter to my attorney concerning my relocating in January, got a refund on my homeowners insurance, and got laid. I’m going to see if I can keep this good fortune going!