GT! They said it couldn't be done! Ok, ok, maybe I said it couldn't be done. I was really getting jaded on the whole OK Cupid front after this guy I really really clicked with stomped on my heart, plus a regular stream of emails from charmers like Caps Guy, Weird Politician, Cat-Hating Non Profile Reader, Sad, Sad, Sad Lonely Guy, and misguided others making me feel like the whole thing was futile. BUT! I went on a second date with the man who gave me pantsfeelings, and - oh my!
Let me tell ya about it.
He texted me yesterday to ask if I wanted to hang out. I wanted to go to the beach for the first / last / only time this summer, and invited him along. He rode his motorcycle over here and we took my car. Oh, but he brought me flowers - wildflowers he picked because they smelled really awesome. I put them in a pint glass (because I am classy) and set them on my desk so I could admire them while on my computer.
We drove out to the beach. Parked. He held my hand while we walked to a spot to lay out. I spread a sarong out and he put sunblock on my back and I put some on his. He brought waters for us. We lay there talking until we got hot enough to go in.
The water was FREEZING! Like, gasping for breath cold. We were wading in and he splashed me and so I splashed him back. When we got a little deeper he scooped me off my feet and I clung to his neck and he carried me around into even deeper water (he's a lot taller than I am, so out deeper than I'd be able to stand in). He bounced me up high when big swells came, and then I wrapped my legs around him and he kissed me while I was clinging to him and when I opened my eyes again I had no idea which direction the shore was in. We stayed out for a long time, laughing and me clinging to him, and bobbing up high in the waves. I haven't laughed so hard or had so much fun in ages. There were families and kids of varying ages, so he restrained himself in terms of petting. We kissed a few times and I saw him look longingly at my knockers, but he didn't touch them. Of course, he was grabbing my ass under the water though! :)
Eventually we went back to shore to get warm again and dry out, and we lay there talking in the sun. I was getting hungry and wanted to try a restaurant I'd seen in another little beach town not too far away, so I drove us out there and we had pizza and drove back to my place around 7 p.m. I invited him in for a glass of rosé - it's been sitting in my fridge for a while, and you gotta drink it in summer - and we sat and talked more and kissed and kissed and kissed. Oh, my; pantsfeelings! So I asked him if he'd like to follow me to the bedroom and, well, we Did ItTM (with appropriate protection). Vigorous, long-lasting, well-endowed and hot for me = yeeeeahhhh boiiiiiii! It got sweaty up in here despite the central AC. Oh my.
And then he cuddled me for a long, long time. It just about made up for the 2-year cuddling deficit I've had. He said that he likes me and he's really pleased that we met. He knew today was my first day of the new project, so he said he'd take off around midnight, which he did.
He's starting a new semester today, finishing his Associate's Degree at 39. He's thinking of going for his Bachelor's too, but hasn't decided on a major. He's a blue collar guy and I'm an MFA from a decidedly middle class family - but he's very gentlemanly and has good taste in stuff (Dr. Who and just about all British comedies!) and I didn't get sick of hanging out with him after being around him for 12 hours, which is saying a lot. So I guess we'll see how it goes. I do have a few Concerns, which is why I said I didn't see myself falling in love with him in my last post. They're not red flags, but I will be paying attention in case they turn into them. Anyhoo - thanks for indulging me in telling you about it!