My expectations for Saturday night were pretty high. Nuts in a Blender were playing at our Kickball Bar and hey, figured since things were not abnormal between the Bartender and I on Thursday that that was always a possibility. And then all of a sudden the night changed. I got a call from Wyoming on my way to the bar which was a little odd since I hadn't really heard from him too much since we broke up. A phone call here and there and a few chats online, but really very little contact.
He ended up coming to Mahoney's with me. At first it was a little strange. I realized that I haven't seen him at all since we last broke up and that threw me for a bit of a loop. We started to drink.
At drink number one it was nice, friendly, close. At drink two it was fun, energetic, perfect Nuts in a Blender mood. At drink three I was trying to set him up with girls at the bar. At drinks four, five, six, etc it was like old times.
As the night came to an end he stole my keys and hailed a cab.
The sex was amazing. I don't like to admit it, but my mind wanders sometimes while I'm having sex. It's not often and it's not for long but it happens. While I was laying there, getting screwed correctly I immediately realized that the Bartender situation is just ridiculous.
He's 22, just got out of a relationship, didn't call for way too many days after and the sex was bad. Why on earth would I be upset that things weren't going anywhere? Especially when there are bigger and more Wyoming things for me to worry about now.
Where are we now?
Thursday, October 18, 2007
It's Thursday. It's Kickball day. Which also means it is the day I'll have to see The Bartender. He hasn't made any contact with me since we screwed. I know, it's stupid, it's nothing. While I did go into it not knowing what to expect, I'm feeling slightly...well, I'm not sure how I'm feeling. Maybe I'm hoping that somehow it could turn into something. Maybe I just expect him to be so enamoured by me. Maybe I'm just expecting a phone call or an acknowledgement that we did have sex. I don't' know.
I definitely want it to not be weird between us now. The Bartender and I were never tight to begin with, but there was a lot of attention for one week, sex, then nothing. It's bewildering no matter what.
I definitely want it to not be weird between us now. The Bartender and I were never tight to begin with, but there was a lot of attention for one week, sex, then nothing. It's bewildering no matter what.
More Cowbell
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Well, The Bartender and I had sex. Forget about the contemplation about a sexual relationship versus dating. I'm pretty sure we are just going to fuck.
We hung out for a while watching a movie, cuddly before there was any consideration of sex. So in that synopsis that could a more date-ish type of situation. But once we actually started kissing it progressed quickly and 20 minutes later he had cum and I was ready to go home.
So...it was over pretty fast. And there was definitely no crotch touching at all. When we were done it was all business. If it were any less personal I should have been looking on the night stand for my payment. It wasn't really awkward, he just ran off to the bathroom and I started looking for my clothes.
The lack of talking was all the discussion we needed. If this is the way it's going to be, this old lady is going to have to teach that youngun a thing or two.
We hung out for a while watching a movie, cuddly before there was any consideration of sex. So in that synopsis that could a more date-ish type of situation. But once we actually started kissing it progressed quickly and 20 minutes later he had cum and I was ready to go home.
So...it was over pretty fast. And there was definitely no crotch touching at all. When we were done it was all business. If it were any less personal I should have been looking on the night stand for my payment. It wasn't really awkward, he just ran off to the bathroom and I started looking for my clothes.
The lack of talking was all the discussion we needed. If this is the way it's going to be, this old lady is going to have to teach that youngun a thing or two.
Young Guns
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Exactly how young is too young? I'll admit it, I'll be 29 in two weeks. True, making our time here at averagetwentysomething potentially short, but nonetheless, I've lived a lot. And while it is true that I was 22 when I was dating Oregon the first time and he was on the verge of turning 29 I've always felt that it was the better situation for the girl to be younger. But all of a sudden here comes this new guy into my life and he happens to be 22.
The Bartender is super hott (with two t's) I'll easily admit to that. But he seems to have so many marks against him. The youth scares me a lot. I definitely knew no boys when I was 22 who were ready to settle down. Plus The Bartender just got out of a serious relationship. Especially after Wyoming, the rebound situation could potentially burn me again.
Although, from what I understand, he is pretty well endowed. Only four years past a sexual prime could be pretty interesting.
The Bartender is super hott (with two t's) I'll easily admit to that. But he seems to have so many marks against him. The youth scares me a lot. I definitely knew no boys when I was 22 who were ready to settle down. Plus The Bartender just got out of a serious relationship. Especially after Wyoming, the rebound situation could potentially burn me again.
Although, from what I understand, he is pretty well endowed. Only four years past a sexual prime could be pretty interesting.
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