I want to blog about it so that I can record every last detail. And I don’t want to blog it so that it will only live on privately in the memories of Austin and myself. So I will blog a little, but let the details remain in my and Austin’s memories.
We had drinks at a local watering hole and shared some fish tacos. It was a hot day and I was feeling dehydrated and a little headachy. I needed to hydrate and relax. So we retired to Austin’s place.
It was cool and relaxing at Austin’s place. I found myself lounging on his couch, chatting with him. He asked it I thought he was leading me on. I told him I just like to think of us as friends. That I let go of my expectations with him.
He liked that answer and reminded me that we’re “friends” who have a pretty significant physical attraction.
Then he got up to shower. When he came out in nothing but a towel, I almost died right there.
He looked so good. So delicious. I’m surprised I didn’t get off the couch, crawl across the floor, and beg him to give me the towel.
But I didn’t have to beg. Because Austin was in a teasing mood.
What he did to me, I can tell you, nearly broke me. But I’m invested in Austin’s vow of celibacy too. So I restrained myself.
We migrated to Austin’s bedroom. My dress first came halfway off, then all the way off as Austin gave me the most stimulating massage I’ve ever had.
It was hard to breathe and the feeling was amazing.
Austin kept asking me to do things and my head said, “You should ALWAYS say yes to Austin.”
So I did. I said yes to everything he asked.
Yes, do that. Yes, please. Yes. Yes. Yes.
And what a ride he took me on. I was amazed. Stunned. Enthralled.
The beauty of it was that it all felt very seamless. Like drifting from one activity to another in a light haze of desire and sensuality.
I had an outstanding time with Austin. Literally not a single thing I would change about the day except to say to Austin that he made my day, my week, and quite possibly my month and I am forever grateful for his company and friendship.