WHO AM I?

Wonderful, Texas, United States
This blog is a fictional account of my very NON-fictional everyday life, with a major focus on my relationships (sexual and otherwise). I am in my late-twenties and in love with meeting new people and, obviously, sex...but not so much with commitment :) WARNING: This is very much a sexblog and it will get *graphically* explicit (for your pleasure, I hope). If this type of thing offends you, please read someone else. All the names have been changed! PLEASE leave a comment if any of the following occurs: *you get extremely turned on, *you use something I've done, OR *you just wanna chat because you know what I'm goin' through...THANKS!! And, feel free to write me anytime at abnormal_libido@yahoo.com. I doubt I'll receive very many emails considering hardly anyone will ever see this blog, but I thought I'd put it out there anyway!

Thursday, December 6, 2007

2 Men...One Day (part 2)

The day becomes even more interesting...


11:30pm

That night, one of my girlfriends and I went to the opening of Club Blur downtown. The gym I am a trainer at is very upscale with very high-class, exclusive clientele. I worked my ass off, literally, to get the job there and it's been very rewarding...The Club's owner was one of my best clients and invited me about a week before. I gladly accepted.

When we got in, we were escorted to a very posh VIP section that was located on a balcony that overlooked the club. It came equipped with the essentials, private bar, private dance floor, and plush booths with very high backs that made everything a little more cozy and private to keep those nasty paparazzi telephoto lenses without a proper angle (not that *I* needed that, but there were people there that did).

It was in one of these booths that Jayne and I were approached by a couple of very tasty looking men who wanted to dance. We grinded to DJ JD20's remix of Britney's new "Gimme More" and some Prince song that I had never heard before. The guys offered to buy us a round of drinks and sat with us. Jayne had already made eyes with the shorter, Latin hottie (Javier) so I got the leftovers...and let me tell you, she got the short end of the stick...perhaps literally ;-)

Drew was in his mid-thirties, well-manicured (as I would expect from someone of VIP status), close-shaved dark brown hair, dark tanned compexion, with piercing blue eyes. All of that was great but there are three very important things I look for in a guy to find him attractive: 1)height (taller than me), 2) smile (must be brilliant), 3)funny. Well, in the two hours with Jayne and Javier, drinking, dancing, and chatting, I was aching for this guy. But, not all guys are into someone with an intimidating physique like mine...although, from the tight bulge that rubbed against me as we grooved to Britney, I got the feeling he was okay with it...

Jayne and I have a mutual agreement to always leave together if we are with new men. You can never be too careful. So, we told the boys this and Javier gave her his number and explained that he had promised some friends that he would meet them at another club that night. Drew, however, followed the cab the few blocks back to her apartment (where my car was) and very shyly asked me to go with him to the Starbucks with him for a cup of coffee. We walked to the end of the retail/townhome edition where I lived and each enjoyed a cappuccino. He told me some more about his personal life, which was very little because he was an architect with very long hours. Never married, no kids. I explained my "situation" or lack thereof and that I was more than just a little put off at the thought of a committed relationship. He was very understanding and the seriousness of the conversation didn't last long because he had my sides hurting from laughter.

We walked back to his car, parked in front of my door, his arm loosely around my waist. I sensed that he was hesitant to leave. Hell, that was all the motivation I needed. I grabbed his arm. "Come on in for a bit."

"You sure?"

I smiled at his genuine gentlemanly response. "Of course."

I sat down on my carpeted stairs just inside the doorway, about 3 steps up so that I was just below eye level, and leaned back on my elbows.

"Nice place," he said, hand in his pockets. This guy needed an engraved invitation. How cute.

Pulling him by his charcoal colored silk tie I pulled him toward me and placed a hand on either side of his head to make sure he knew my intentions. His mouth parted in a sigh and I slipped my tongue in. He kneeled on the step below me so that we were more even and intensified the kiss.

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