Walking on Sunshine

(Yeah, the post title is cheesy, but the title of the blog is extremely cheesy so I have the right to be cheesy when I want to)

I'm so happy right now.  I mean, it's amazing.  Just simply amazing.  After two weeks we are finally going on a date.  I'm guessing that we have been dating since the beginning.  But not exactly sure.  It was so adorable how Monday asked me.  We were sitting on the steps outside my house, I'm nestled in between his legs on the step below him, his arms around me, he asks,

"So you wanna go on a date?"

It's like he was nervous asking me.  I'm sure he was.  The entire day, I was debating how and when I was gonna ask him what our status is.  And then this.  I feel so much better.  So happy!   I asked him,

"What was last saturday then, if not a date?" 

"Well, that wasn't a date.  We should do something more... wholesome.  You  know, wear clothes."

So we are going to a movie, The Muppets actually.

Today, at work, I pull him into the room that I work in and just kiss him senseless.  I love kissing him.  So fantastic; it's firm and aggressive.  LOVE IT!  And we of course made plans to see each other after I get off.  Around 9:30, I'm still at work and he has just gotten off.  We go outside to smoke and there are a whole buncha people out there, and I of course am completely unhappy about this.  I wanted to be out there alone with him.  As I head back inside, and he sticks around to chat some, we give each other this look.  This "I so cant wait to just strip you down and fuck you senseless" look.  Yeah, THAT one.   We only exchanged a single word then,

"Later."

Back at my house, and after I have showered (work makes me so ... icky), sex is immediate.  And fantastic.  It's hard and heavy, fast and delicious.  Afterwards, we try to nap, but we end up having sex again.  I'm rather surprised he can do it again that quickly after the last time.  But this time, it's more sweet and sensual, more ... loving for lack of a better word.  Lots of stroking each other's skin, light kissing.  He kissed and suckled at my skin from the tips of one hand to the next, up my arm and neck, across my face, and to the ends of the other arm.  At one point, he actually kissed me like the-one used to, light butterfly like kisses with his mouth at the corner of my eye.  I can't fuck this up.  Now that I am so close to being a whole human being again.  Back from digressing, after we nap for two hours, we are outside, which is when the above occurs. 

I told a friend that I have a boyfriend now, and he guessed who it was right off the bat.  Apparently, he looks like somebody I would be into, and I look like a girl that he would be into (he works with us also).  And of course, he's completely happy for me.  For the longest time, I have been whinning about how much I want a relationship.  With SOMEONE who treats me well, looks at me the right way, and is not a total dick loser.  AND now I have.  Everyone should feel like I do right now.