Waiting

It’s been just over 6 months since Austin and I started texting.

He liked my blog and I found a kindred spirit in him. Worldly. Intuitive. Expansive.

It occurs to me now that getting to know Austin has gone completely backwards. First we literally scoured each other’s sexuality. Then we got to know each other on a more intimate level.

By the time we went on our first date, there was hardly anything left to find out except how we like our coffee in the morning.

Ok, I jest. There’s always more to discover about a person and Austin in particular is very enigmatic. I’m sure there’s PLENTY I don’t know about him.

Surprisingly, given all our graphics pics and texts, nothing happened on our first date.

This could be a very good move on Austin’s part. I’m not used to men who make me wait. I feel like I’m charting new territory and I kinda like the feeling. It reminds me of my favorite saying:

So here I am, WAY OUTSIDE MY COMFORT ZONE with Austin. My sex drive is through the roof and only getting bigger.

IT’S LIKE THE MOST STRENUOUS MENTAL FOREPLAY I’VE EXPERIENCED.

Which doesn’t surprise me since Austin’s grasp on the complexity and depth of female sexuality is phenomenal. And since he’s proving himself to be an outrageously good top.

So Date #2 is coming up. We’re going up Mt. Hamilton and to a great little dive bar in Livermore called The Junction.

You must be wondering if I’m going to turn on my sex appeal and try to get Austin to kiss me.

The answer is no.

I fully intend to let Austin have his way in this matter and let him set the pace.

I can wait.

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