Wary and Confused 2007-08-16 @ 8:13 p.m.
I returned from the Cape on Sunday (a few weeks ago, by now). I walked through my backdoor. It was almost noon. No sooner had I dropped my bags and began going through my mail when the phone rang. It was Chris. He invited me to a relatives college graduation party. In three hours.I went. It was nice. He was nice and very affectionate. On a number of occasions he'd slip his arm around my waist and give me a half-hug. In the early evening, he suggested we go back to my place or his and watch a movie and relax. Things had gone so well that I agreed. We did just that. We then went to bed. He was an animal (in a good way) and instead of leaving, which was my fear, he stayed the night. In the morning he kissed me goodbye and said he'd call later in the afternoon. He did. It was then that I realized that I had slept with three men (three and a half if you count the misadventure with Dale) in less than a week. That has to rate fairly high on the slut Richter Scale. It may even effect weather patterns in Southeast Asia. Later, in the afternoon, Steve called. He wanted to know if we could get together with Patrice and Melissa. I told him that I had a long night with Chris and was tired. He was disappointed but took it well. He was surprised about Chris. I decided that I needed a break. Not from Steve, not from sex, not from swinging but I just need to tone it down a bit. I can't be juggling Steve, Cooper and now, apparently, Chris again, as well as occasional dates with friends such as Luke and Kit. Not on a regular basis. Chris's return confuses me. We've talked and even went out a few times but that Sunday he acted like nothing had ever happened and we were a happy couple once more. I should have enjoyed that day but I remained on high alert, waiting for the other shoe to fall. "Will he be sweet and affectionate and then run?" I hate being on my guard. I really thought it was over with Chris. That it would fade into a rare phone call and we'd both just go our own way, both saving face, neither feeling as if we were dumped. Now I'm not sure. When we awoke that Monday morning, he looked like he wanted to ask me something. I mentioned that and he said, "Have you been with anyone else lately...since we were apart...other than Steve?" 'Open and honest," I thought to myself. "Two," I said. "I'm kind of seeing someone else, a friend of Steve's." I waited and then added, "Are we cool?" "We're cool," he said. He didn't bring it up again and he didn't pout. "We're cool?" That's a new one. I mean....I'm cool (I have the jean jacket to prove it) but I'd never describe Chris as 'cool.' Not in our relationship. Hmmm. My woman's intuition says he's seeing someone else. Hence, the coolness. Or maybe my voodoo (insert sarcastic tone) has worn off. I don't care if he's seeing someone else as long as she's sweet and treats him well. I do wonder if he's cool with it because I'm going to be a friend he pumps rather than a girlfriend or lover. In the 'Things that Make Me Laugh' category: Lunesta ads. Have you seen these ads? Lunesta is a 'sleep aid.' I guess the term sleeping pill is no longer used. According to the commercial, one of the side effects of Lunesta (the sleep aid) is.....drowsiness. There's also an erectile aid commercial (I can't remember the actual product) where they say that "if you experience an erection for more than four hours, contact your physician." How many wives are sitting there saying, "The hell with that! If you get an erection for more than four hours contact me!" A new blog to check out, Vanilla Sex Kitten. They left a nice comment here and I followed the link. Looks like it could be fun. Stop by and say hello. When a blog is new, or relatively new, it's always encouraging to have a few people swing by and say hi. And if that's not enough fellas...there's pictures.
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