I met the Milky online, we chatted a bit then exchanged numbers, I kind of had a few guys lined up for the Saturday night that we penciled in so I didn’t end up texting him as I thought I was more interested in some of the others aka Someones Son – I know that sounds really bad but Milky was kind of a back up. However that bit me in the butt because I saw neither that night! We text a little about general crap before I invite him over to test out my new outdoor setting & have a strongbow but he says he’s really busy most of the weekend then “he will be tired when he is free”, (Like really?!) so I just respond for him to let me know when he is free, I have no desire to chase a guy that is ‘just not that into me.’
Milky initiates the texts over the following week, I don’t give too much away, keeping my guard up but he invites me over to his house for a drink on Saturday night. I’m feeling a nervous about going to a guys house (even though he’s now the second guy I’ve been to their house) & especially since we hadn’t actually text/chatted that much to begin with, but I rock up at his house & he is cuter in real life than his photos, he had a really nice smile & he actually ends up being quite funny, we have a few drinks but because I always feel awkward, I sit there thinking that I should go leave soon, being that it’s about 11pm & I don’t know the protocol is, that’s about when he slides over & kisses me!
He’s a good kisser & does everything right, he really seems to know what he’s doing, he spends a lot of time making me feel good, including using his own “massager” on me (which I think is weird being it’s the first time we’ve had sex – but I go with it & enjoy myself) & I end up with a huge hickey. The awkward human that I am, I end up getting up about 1 am, get dressed & go home.
The next day I get a quick text from him saying something like he had a good time, I respond hoping we can do it again sometime, he agreed & although we text a little, we don’t seem to catch up again. I finally say to him that I’m going away for work for 11 days but I have a little free time to see him before I go, he suggests to wait till I get back. I write him off again, assuming I’ll never hear from him again but to my surprise he just randomly text me while I’m away to see how I’m going & we arrange to meet up the weekend that I am back, which again I go to his house.
The next time we caught up, we talked again for ages, he moved into kiss me & we have really good sex again, but I walked away texting my friend that I didn’t think I’d ever see him again. A slight overreaction but he tried to go up my ass without any warning & he did hold my neck a bit, but once I moved his hand & said no, he didn’t try again. But he did do things I didn’t know I would like, he pulled my hair & we stood up to have sex, some things I’d never done before. Anyway I get up again & leave, really not knowing the appropriate amount of time to stay at a guys house after you have sex & a shower.
Another 3 weeks go by & another work trip before we arrange to catch up again, this time at my house, which I felt better about because then I didn’t have to be the one to leave. I was watching some murder mystery show so we watched that a bit but he kissed me & we had good sex again before we had a shower & he spooned me on the couch, which was about when I started getting a little attached, then we had sex again. He stayed till about 2:30 am & left my house. I text him the next day to say I didn’t realise it was so late when he left & he says he wasn’t sure if I wanted him to stay or not, I say you should’ve stayed, next time. Smiley Face! Uh Oh!
This is also about the time that I completely forget what we talked about online & I had deleted my account, so I can’t go back & read it & what each of us wanted, which would’ve helped me keep a ‘casual’ distance & not start overthinking. It’s also about this time that I realise my ‘wish’ list for a man is completely out the window. This guy is about the same height as me (5’3, he might be like 5’4), he’s never traveled overseas, he drives a ford & he now has no job. The only thing on my list is that he owns a house, he’s older than me & the sex is really good! (which I think rules out the whole list!)
We text a bit over the next few days & we work out that he’s going to pick me up from a BBQ at my friends house. Now all this to me isn’t a casual thing, he’s going to stay at my house, he’s picking me up from functions, all very coupley things to me. Stuff I haven’t done in a long time with a guy. We have this great banter all the time & I find myself starting to think about having the “what are we doing” talk & introducing him to my friends & family.
He ends up coming over my house 4 Saturday nights in a row, then its Christmas, he comes over before New Years on a Monday night when I am supremely hung over, I stay at his house the next week on a Tuesday & things have been pretty standard for us, a few texts a week back & forth during the week to set up the next night, sometimes we grab pizza but generally we watch some Netflix, drink (he mixes rose wine with vodka – a night where I get so drunk & fall off his bed!), we talk & we have sex, then we sleeps over & he spoons me before we go to sleep.