We woke up, he was getting handsy, so we fucked again. I have to say, I have never gotten so wet with guy before, so quick, especially after just waking up. It must be because I really like him and feel so comfortable being myself with him. We walked around downtown St. Augustine, he gave me a "tour" of Flagler College. At some point in the conversation I mentioned that I was applying for editing gigs out of this market. He got quiet and only commenting briefly, very unlike him. I know how he feels. That I don't want to go, things are so great with him and it will be a heartbreak if I do leave. I hated reminding him that things with us are so temporary and that I will probably leave him to go have a career. It just happens that when I am looking for a job to leave this shit hole of a state and station, I find him, someone to make me wanna stay and foster this relationship, a relationship where I can belong and learn to love. This town reminds me of THE EX everywhere I turn, and everything that happened between us. I needed a break from all those memories of that Machiavellian psychopath. And I got it, just not as I intended.
We fuck again when we got back to his house. It wasn't quick or dirty, or even sweet. It was good, like always. We could get loud during sex since we had the house to ourselves. The usual adulations we share during sex weren't spoken, but they were understood. Those just stopped one day. Maybe we are comfortable around each other and don't need to remind the other how/what we think because they are understood and we can see it in each other's face. This time I could tell something was on his mind, because he couldn't cum while fucking me. He "needed a break". The condom came off and he is kneeling in front of me, all naked and flacid. I can remember thinking,
"What did I do wrong? What is on his mind that this is happening to him?"So, I asked him.
"What's the matter?"Which always means that there is something, he just doesn't want to say it. It has to have something to do with me and what I said to him about applying elsewhere. Or not. But it's too big of a coincidence to mean nothing right now. But he starts touching me again, trying to make sure I'm satisfied. He gets hard and I go down on him while he is fingering me. THAT makes him cum. He claims it was the condom getting in the way, but I still have my doubts about that.
"Nothing really. Just tired."
"It looks like you've got something on your mind."
"Nah, I'm not really thinking anything."
We get high and listen to some of the Golden Oldies, the ones that I grew up listening to. And I start to shake my hips, dancing along with the songs. He smiles at me shaking and dancing away. He found the stuff that I'm going to dance to, alone and uncaring about who is watching. Victory for him, because now he uses it quite often and smiles hugely when I do.
He went off to take a shower and when he got back, we laid in bed naked together, spooning and pressing ourselves against the other. Right before the spooning, as I am getting undressed, he said to me,
"This doesn't mean we are having sex. I don't think I can go again today."He replied with a glint in his eye, which obviously means flexible during sex. BUT as we are laying there in bed, enjoying the niceties of being with each other, his hands start roaming, touching and kneading my skin and breasts. He is obviously turned on AGAIN.
"That's fine with me. I'm flexible."
"I know,"
"What happened to being unable to have sex?"This time when we fuck, it's quick. I'm face down completely on my stomach, completely flat, legs partially spread, but no too much. In and out, and done basically. I came, he came. It was all good.
"I know. I just can't help myself."
"Well, now I know what does it. My ass. I know how NOT to lay at night when we're trying to sleep."Yes, he actually said "hiney". Love it!! He is definitely feeling more for me now, than in the beginning of the relationship. It's there in his eyes when he looks and smiles. And let me ask you this, what does it mean when he sends me a text just " <3 "? I know what it is supposed to look like, but what is he trying to say with that? He's done it a few times. I think my telling him about applying for other stations might set him back in his desire and need to tell me how he feels about me. Damn foot! I don't seem to be thinking about what I shouldn't SAY!
"Yeah, I love your ass. You have a delicious hiney."
Later, we went to get pizza and a beer, down at the place where I fainted. It was PACKED, so when there was a booth to sit, I grabbed it while he ordered my food. I eat with such a zealousness, it was obvious I was HUNGRY. THE BOYFRIEND just laughs and smiles at my hunger, a huge string of cheese wrapped around my finger and grease all over my face.
We go over to a friend's house, the couple again, and just hang out, getting high and drinking. We listen to great music and watch "Blue In The Face", a movie with Harvey Keitel and Lou Reed about Brooklyn. It doesn't have a straight out story line. It's more like vingettes concentrated around a group of characters and a cigar shop in Brooklyn. Still a good movie. Definitely a must see.
At home and back in bed, we spoon like we did earlier that day, but no getting handsy. Both are way too tired to do anything. But when we wake up, we are still curled up together like that. THE BOYFRIEND gets handsy, but I really don't want to have sex. I have to go to work in an hour and I'd rather just lay there and enjoy being with him for a few moments longer. So I just stilled his hands, and he got the message. He said to me,
"This was a great weekend. Thank you for being here with me."Cuddling ensued until our alarms rang. He went to go get breakfast while I got ready for work and made coffee with a french press. That's another thing that happened this weekend. He actually drank coffee AND enjoyed it. It must've been the french press brew, cause he has never liked drinking coffee before, and now he does. It's like a miracle. Before I left for work, we were out on the front porch smoking cigarettes and drinking our coffee, he put on some more Golden Oldies and I shimmied along to them.
"It really was a great weekend. I enjoyed being here and doing nothing with you."
"You really are beautiful and amazing. You know that?"I blush and smile sweetly at him, a love struck gaze on his face as he looks at me. I think I can stop thinking about when he is going to loose interest in me. It's not going to happen anytime soon. I'm pretty sure of it.
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