Archive | June 23, 2011

Cooking Up Some Romance

I had my first date with EB.  (I’ll explain later why he’s called EB.)  Lasting nine hours, it was possibly the longest first date I’ve ever had.  Being honest is not always fun or easy, but here’s the cold hard truth.  As far as my dating rules are concerned, it was an epic fail.  Even though I managed to follow a few of the rules, I completely ignored a couple of them.

We met at Wal-Mart and did some grocery shopping because he wanted to cook me dinner at his place.  (Rule # 2 – fail.)  EB is a chef and I was looking forward to some good food.  I know it may sound strange to meet a person for the first time at Wal-Mart, but it is a public place and we met during the day, so I felt safer meeting him there.  It was actually kind of fun, like going shopping with Curtis Stone.  The way to a man’s heart may be through his stomach, but it’s also a sneaky detour to my heart.  Having a cute guy cook for me is always satisfying.  He definitely scored some points for that one.

After we got through shopping I followed him to his place.  We talked for an hour or so and he gave me a tour of his place.  As we sat on the couch talking he went in for the first kiss, and it was a very good one even if it was short.  We really did do a lot of talking and getting to know one another, but here’s where rule #1 comes crashing down.  After that first kiss I realized that I had a problem.  I was very attracted to this guy, and he was just as attracted to me.  We kissed some more and then he led me to the bedroom.  I sat down on the bed and within two minutes he had my clothes off and was going down on me.  I did feign a little resistance at first, but I decided it was pointless and I totally caved.

He took his clothes off and got on the bed with me.  It was kind of dark because the curtains were closed, so I couldn’t really get a good look at what he had to offer.  I was pleasantly surprised by what came next.  He wasn’t too big or too small.  He was perfect.  I’m talking about his penis by the way.  His body is nice too.

After round one we went back in the living room and talked while he cooked.  Before we ate we started making out on the couch again and ended up back in the bedroom a second time.  At that point we were both starving and dehydrated, so we went back in the kitchen to eat.

It was getting late and he asked what time I needed to leave.  I told him I didn’t want to wait too late to leave, but just as soon as I said that a thunderstorm warning came on tv and then the storm hit.  I was going to be conveniently stuck there for another hour at least.  Plenty of time for round three, which didn’t take long to get going.  Each time got better and more tiring, but I really did need to get home so we went back in the living room yet again.  At 8:00 pm I decided it was time to go home.  As I was leaving the bathroom he pinned me against the wall in the hallway and started kissing my neck.  I told him he had better stop before he got me going again.  Needless to say he didn’t and we ended up back in the bedroom for round four.  This guy was like the freaking Energizer Bunny (EB).  He just wouldn’t stop.  It was awesome!  LOL  I literally rode him until the mattress was half way off the platform bed frame.  Now that was some damn good fucking if I do say so myself. I finally made it out the door at 9:30 pm to go home and after a goodbye kiss and a promise to text him when I got home.  I left, with a smile on my face.

I hadn’t planned on having sex with him once let alone four times.  I even neglected to shave my legs that morning just so I wouldn’t be tempted.  So much for that plan.  He didn’t seem to mind either.  Breaking my new rules was a bit disappointing, but if I had the chance I would probably do it all over again.  I guess some rules are just meant to be broken.

We’ve already scheduled our second date for Saturday night/Sunday.  Of course it’s going to be a sleep over date.  We’ve already had sex, so why not?  I just pray that he doesn’t turn out to be bi-polar, controlling, aggressive or just plain crazy like some of my most recent boyfriends.  He seems normal so far.  We shall see!

Happy humping!