Days after the break up with Colin I did what I always do after a traumatic break up…I attempted to find solace in the embrace of another. I knew that I couldn’t replace Colin, he was irreplaceable, but, if nothing else, I could feel wanted by someone else. So, I turned on my computer and went looking at that “List” that one guy has for people looking for things…and I was simply looking for an encounter of a casual, no strings attached nature.
There were so many people on there who were just putting it “all” out there, which is just not my style, after all I had never really done anything like this. But alas I managed to find my diamond in the rough; there was Tory’s ad among the sea of men posting pictures of their unmentionables and saying things that might make a porn star blush. His ad was straight to the point and exactly what I was looking for and his picture was one of his face and he was cute. So, I emailed him.
He responded quickly and we exchanged a number of emails throughout the day. None of which were pornographic at all in nature…just two people getting to know each other. We did discuss that I was a bit leery of this whole thing and not really sure that I’d want a random stranger to know where I lived plus I couldn’t even be sure that he was the guy in the pictures. So, we agreed to meet up in a public place and just see if where things went from there.
Only both our night’s got all jumbled up and by the time that we were able to get together that night was well after midnight. Sure we could’ve postponed the whole thing, but by this time I had already talked myself into meeting this guy, so…since Tory was in my neck of the woods, I just decided to invite him over. He and I talked and agreed that we’d just chill out, have a couple of drinks and if I felt uncomfortable in any way he’d leave. So, I threw caution to the wind, obviously, and invited a random stranger to my house for…who knows what.
Tory was just like his pictures and emails made him out to be so there was no disappointment there. He and I had a couple of shots of rum in order to loosen up and just started talking. He was really easy to talk to. I instantly felt comfortable, which he definitely picked up on. Within 20 minutes we were five shots in and I was playing dress up in my old Halloween costumes – changing in front of him, my inner exhibitionist coming out in all her glory.
By the time I got to the last outfit, we were both a little worked up and we both just went for it. And it lasted for hours. Neither one of us finished (even though he thought I did three times) but I still enjoyed myself nonetheless. He said that he stopped himself a couple of times, which ultimately stopped it for good. I, however, had my mind someplace else. Colin. Being with Tory was nice, but he wasn’t Colin and I knew it. It was like my brain wasn’t allowing my body to have any fun.
I wondered if this was going to be permanent. I hoped that it was a onetime thing…it wasn’t. Tory and I hooked up a number of times thereafter, despite my claims to him, I have never been able to finish. Oh man, this could be bad.
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