Dating Fool gets his groove back

If Sunday was a complete disaster, than last night was a complete success. I made sure not to see Giggles Monday and Tuesday nights and instead went to be very early in hopes of recharging my batteries. Good thing I did, too.

We went out last night with a couple of her friends as well as a couple friends of mine. On a side note, I think there may be a potential match up between one of Giggles roommates and one of my good friends. At the end of the night, Giggles and I returned to my place to spend the night. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. I wasn't sure we were even going to make it out of the car! We eventually paused long enough to make it inside and without wasting any time, we were in my bedroom. We picked up where we left off the night before and, I tell you my friends, it was hot. My body was back in order, and there was little doubt as to how I was feeling. Her clothes came off with abandonment and I quickly ravaged her little body. As worked up as I was, though, I tried to take the time to really enjoy every aspect of her body. As I kissed her, I cupped her perfectly shaped breasts in my hands, tenderly tweaking her, now hard, nipples. She cooed in response and pulled me down upon her, hard. It became apparent then that foreplay was going to be a waste of time and she wanted me inside her as much as I wanted to be there.

She lay on her back and I was poised above her, ready to enter her. I teased her slightly with the head of my cock and before I could realign myself, she grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me into her. She was so hot and wet, I thought I was going to melt. The sex was hard and fast and it wasn't long before we were both cumming. It was so good, I think the neighbors smoked a cigarette.

When our bodies finally separated, we left the bed long enough to take a shower. What was meant to be a cool-down/cleansing session turned into a steamy, wet romp. Things like that seem to happen when you get two people in close quarters with warm water raining down on naked bodies lathered up in slippery soap. We were both so hot and out of control for each other, it was ridiculous. After that session, we toweled off and took a breather. I got out some lotion and gave Giggles a nice, long massage from head to toe. She showed her appreciation by giving me some amazing head. Did I mention she can deep throat? Damn, that's a vision that won't soon leave my mind.

This morning, we woke up with about 10 minutes to spare before I had to be at work. Well, what better way to fill the time than with a little quickie? Unfortunately, we lost track of time and I ended up having to leave the house sans breakfast and putting my shirt and tie on in the car on the way to work. Luck was on my side, however, and I made it into the office five minutes before a big meeting. I couldn't concentrate on anything that was being said, however, as my mind was too busy replaying the last 12 hours over and over again.

(double post today, as I'm out of town until next week) 

--Dating Fool [5:05 PM] 0 comments

  Major Malfunction

We all know that men are born with two heads and whichever one is getting more blood flow at the time is often responsible for the decision making. We've also learned that if one head is unhappy, it will often make life miserable for its counterpart. Unfortunately, I was reminded of this fact first hand, on Sunday.

With Giggles out of town for the weekend, I made the mistake of starting to over think my situation with her in my free time. Additionally, both Friday and Saturday nights were very late nights for me and I was unable to sleep in on the following mornings. So, by the time she got back into town, I was a mental and physical mess. My body was completely exhausted and I'd worried myself into oblivion about what our current status was and where things were going and if they were going there too fast, what she was thinking, what she wanted versus what I wanted, etc.

Fast-forward to Sunday night when I go over to her apartment to see her and welcome her back into town. I barely make it through the front door before she and I are lip-locked and clothes start flying off. I put my hands on her ass and pick her up. She responds by locking her legs around my waist and I carry her that way into the bedroom. I set her down on the bed and I'm immediately on top of her, alternating between passionate kisses and removing her clothing. For some unfortunate reason, all of the thinking I'd been doing over the last couple of days starts to infiltrate its way into my current thoughts. By the time we're both topless, I'm doing everything I can to concentrate on the task at hand. And, when we're down to our underwear, my focus has been completely consumed by this mental virus and I suddenly become aware that things below the belt aren't quite functioning as they should be. Oh, shit, I think to myself, this is really, really not good.

To further complicate things, she's totally ready to mount up and is not being shy about letting me know. Oh god, more pressure! Maybe if I go down on her I can buy some time and clear my head a bit. I work my way down her body until I'm nestled between her thighs and start to go to work. Of course, this does nothing to clear my head, and I quickly start adding performance anxiety to the list of worries that are spinning around in my brain. Naively, I assumed things couldn't get any worse, but something felt the need to prove me wrong. That something turned out to be the damn cat.

If this cat and I ever form a friendly relationship, it will be a freaking miracle. She really has something against people having a good time, or at least picks the worst time to seek attention. There we are, Giggles on her back with her legs up in the air and her hands on my head. I'm face down between her legs and very preoccupied with a multitude of thoughts. Out of nowhere, the cat comes flying into the room, jumps up on the bed and makes a b-line for my back. Did I mention that she hasn't been declawed? Between the pain and having the bejesus scared out of me, I'm surprised I didn't jump high enough to hit the ceiling. I did, however, rise fast enough to send the cat flying behind me a good four to five feet and well clear of the bed. She streaked out of the room as fast as she'd entered, leaving me completely shell-shocked.

At that point, I was in no condition to continue and no matter how much I concentrated and how much effort Giggles put into getting my loins to come to life, I could not get close to becoming hard. We eventually gave up and I left, stressed, tired and with a serious case of blue balls.
 

--Dating Fool [4:36 PM] 0 comments

  And then there was one

With Giggles out for the weekend, I (foolishly?) decided to give TheSister'sFriend one final chance to redeem herself. We got together at her place and decided to stay in and watch a movie; I took this to be a good sign and opportunity.

I tried to keep things pretty low key for the first portion of the evening in an effort to make her comfortable. While we were watching the movie, I had my arm around her, held her hand, flirted here and there and just kept things light and playful. By the end of the movie, it was time to really test the waters.

She was standing in the kitchen, by the sink, when I made my way over to her. I placed my hands on her hips with a gentle, but firm, touch and turned her around to face me. I pulled her in close to me and kissed her, softly. I moved one hand to the small of her back and raised the other to her face, delicately brushing it across her cheek and continuing on until I was cradling the back of her head. Her lips parted and I could feel the tip of her tongue cross the plane of my lips. I continued to kiss her for a few more seconds and just as things started to heat up, she stopped.

"I…I still can't do this," she protested. "I can't help it, I get really nervous around you and…and…I just can't…"

What, are we 12 again? For the love of all things holy! We're only kissing here, no "light petting," as they used to call it; hell, these aren't even gateway sexual actions. Well, my questions for the night have certainly been answered, now I just have to figure out the best way to get out of here as quickly as possible. "I'm sorry to hear that, is there anything I can do to put you at ease?"

"No, I'm sorry, I don't know what my problem is, I'm just too nervous to do this right now. But, I don't want you to think your making me nervous is a bad thing."

Actually, it's a very bad thing because it means now we're wasting two people's time. Seriously, I'm flattered and all, but I don't have any desire to relive junior high at the moment. "That’s ok," I say, "I don't want to make you do anything that's going to make you uncomfortable. Why don't we call it a night and we'll get together again next week?"

She pleaded, "I really don't want you to go just yet, why don't you stick around for a while?"

"No, I think it would better if I left. I had a good time tonight, I'll talk to you soon."

And, with that, I ended the night and any future with TheSister'sFriend.
 

--Dating Fool [11:31 AM] 0 comments