When It Rains...
I tell ya...after such a long, dry spell of no women, suddenly they're everywhere. And they all seem to want the same thing...ME!
Now, I'm being a little facetious, of course, but there is something in the air.
First, my downstairs neighbor has sort of adopted me as her older, mature squeeze, who gives her lots of attention but isn't intimidated by her uber-hotness. The fact that I resisted her obvious flirtations for so long made her want me more, I think. She doesn't get resisted much, that's fo' sho'.
Then, I've been seeing a girl I used to work with awhile back. We haven't done anything yet, but she's in the process of breaking up with her boyfriend, and has made it pretty clear she's interested in me. How great to be on the receiving end of that for once. I like her a lot, but not (yet) in THAT way. She's fun to hang out with, and we get along pretty well. There are some fairly major differences when it comes to things like religion (which may or may not be a prob...don't know yet) and music (she likes jam bands a lot, some of which I can get into...but she also thinks cher and n'sync are neato *wince*). She enjoys a good beer tho, and she likes to get high. The main downside is that she has a kid...he's a pretty cool kid, but I'm not sure if I can deal with that. Not to be a pussy, but I've never really had a long-term relationship with anyone, much less someone with THAT huge a responsibility. I definitely wouldn't be competitive about it...I totally respect the fact that her child is THE most important thing in her life, and I would never put that stress on her of being resentful about it. Besides, a plus to that is I would get some free-time to meself. I think the thing that bothers me is getting really close with her (and maybe him), and then suddenly I'm "Daddy". I guess we'll find out.
Then, as I said in my last post, the cleaning lady at work is giving me signals. It's been building over a couple of weeks (they only come in on wednesdays), but its been little glances here and there, smiles, me cracking stoopid jokes and her laughing excessively at them...shit like that. Then she recently got punchy with me, jabbing me in the arms and shoulders. Plus I overheard her telling the other girl that SHE wanted to clean my office (while I'm in there, natch).
She's very attractive, but again, in a plain manner. She floats between Spanish/Italian/Greek...not sure which, but she has dark olive skin, long silky black hair, full hips and nice round boobs, but muscular, and when she smiles, her mouth seems to triple in width (I mean that in a good way). I def dig her, but I think a lot of guys prob wouldn't look at her.
So this past wednesday, she was cleaning the kitchenette, and I was grinding coffee beans. She asked me how much coffee I drink, and I answered, "Too much..." (clever, huh?). Then I added, "It's one of my two vices." This was a dumb thing to say, cause I have a TON of vices, but it was early morning and I hadn't had any coffee yet, so I was lucky to even be standing upright. At this point, she has stopped cleaning and I have stopped grinding, and the two of us are facing each other, and we're about 2' apart. No, this doesn't turn into a make-out session or a Penthouse moment...relax everybody.
She kind of demurely asks, "So what's the other one?" *blinks suggestively* So I give her a sly smirk and say, "I'm afraid I can't tell you that." (again, not too clever) But she must have thought it was a pretty cool thing to say because she smiled and then her nipples got hard, poking through her shirt. So of course a big shit-eating grin spreads across my face, and I can feel the blood rushing into my cheeks. She kinda looked away, so I got a good peek, then got back to my coffee-making. Needless to say, this made me feel funny in my pants.
But that's not all! Our office manager has been on vacation all week, and we've had a temp in to answer phones and do general clerical stuff. The temp is a 43-y.o. grandmother from Sheffield, England. She looks great for her age...she's very active and outdoorsy, has a nice body and a cute haircut, and a warm, friendly face. But, oh, that voice...when she speaks, I hang on every word. My desk is in sight range of hers, and we've been chatting all week...mostly about politics and the war, and the general differences between Europeans and Americans. She loves this country and is somewhat resentful of the opinions of her fellow countrymen and continentals...its been interesting getting her perspective. Anyway, tomorrow is her last day, and she basically came out this afternoon and said she's really enjoyed meeting me and wants to maintain contact after she leaves. She asked if I would be interested in dinner and coffee next week.
SO there you have it, a veritable smorgasboard of ladies and wimmin-folk...of all shapes and sizes and proclivities. And that's not even counting the hippie girl at the grocery store who flirts with me every time I go in and our office manager's daughter (she set me up with her) who drank me under the table (damn that was an expensive date...and I didn't even get laid).
Should be an interesting spring...
Now, I'm being a little facetious, of course, but there is something in the air.
First, my downstairs neighbor has sort of adopted me as her older, mature squeeze, who gives her lots of attention but isn't intimidated by her uber-hotness. The fact that I resisted her obvious flirtations for so long made her want me more, I think. She doesn't get resisted much, that's fo' sho'.
Then, I've been seeing a girl I used to work with awhile back. We haven't done anything yet, but she's in the process of breaking up with her boyfriend, and has made it pretty clear she's interested in me. How great to be on the receiving end of that for once. I like her a lot, but not (yet) in THAT way. She's fun to hang out with, and we get along pretty well. There are some fairly major differences when it comes to things like religion (which may or may not be a prob...don't know yet) and music (she likes jam bands a lot, some of which I can get into...but she also thinks cher and n'sync are neato *wince*). She enjoys a good beer tho, and she likes to get high. The main downside is that she has a kid...he's a pretty cool kid, but I'm not sure if I can deal with that. Not to be a pussy, but I've never really had a long-term relationship with anyone, much less someone with THAT huge a responsibility. I definitely wouldn't be competitive about it...I totally respect the fact that her child is THE most important thing in her life, and I would never put that stress on her of being resentful about it. Besides, a plus to that is I would get some free-time to meself. I think the thing that bothers me is getting really close with her (and maybe him), and then suddenly I'm "Daddy". I guess we'll find out.
Then, as I said in my last post, the cleaning lady at work is giving me signals. It's been building over a couple of weeks (they only come in on wednesdays), but its been little glances here and there, smiles, me cracking stoopid jokes and her laughing excessively at them...shit like that. Then she recently got punchy with me, jabbing me in the arms and shoulders. Plus I overheard her telling the other girl that SHE wanted to clean my office (while I'm in there, natch).
She's very attractive, but again, in a plain manner. She floats between Spanish/Italian/Greek...not sure which, but she has dark olive skin, long silky black hair, full hips and nice round boobs, but muscular, and when she smiles, her mouth seems to triple in width (I mean that in a good way). I def dig her, but I think a lot of guys prob wouldn't look at her.
So this past wednesday, she was cleaning the kitchenette, and I was grinding coffee beans. She asked me how much coffee I drink, and I answered, "Too much..." (clever, huh?). Then I added, "It's one of my two vices." This was a dumb thing to say, cause I have a TON of vices, but it was early morning and I hadn't had any coffee yet, so I was lucky to even be standing upright. At this point, she has stopped cleaning and I have stopped grinding, and the two of us are facing each other, and we're about 2' apart. No, this doesn't turn into a make-out session or a Penthouse moment...relax everybody.
She kind of demurely asks, "So what's the other one?" *blinks suggestively* So I give her a sly smirk and say, "I'm afraid I can't tell you that." (again, not too clever) But she must have thought it was a pretty cool thing to say because she smiled and then her nipples got hard, poking through her shirt. So of course a big shit-eating grin spreads across my face, and I can feel the blood rushing into my cheeks. She kinda looked away, so I got a good peek, then got back to my coffee-making. Needless to say, this made me feel funny in my pants.
But that's not all! Our office manager has been on vacation all week, and we've had a temp in to answer phones and do general clerical stuff. The temp is a 43-y.o. grandmother from Sheffield, England. She looks great for her age...she's very active and outdoorsy, has a nice body and a cute haircut, and a warm, friendly face. But, oh, that voice...when she speaks, I hang on every word. My desk is in sight range of hers, and we've been chatting all week...mostly about politics and the war, and the general differences between Europeans and Americans. She loves this country and is somewhat resentful of the opinions of her fellow countrymen and continentals...its been interesting getting her perspective. Anyway, tomorrow is her last day, and she basically came out this afternoon and said she's really enjoyed meeting me and wants to maintain contact after she leaves. She asked if I would be interested in dinner and coffee next week.
SO there you have it, a veritable smorgasboard of ladies and wimmin-folk...of all shapes and sizes and proclivities. And that's not even counting the hippie girl at the grocery store who flirts with me every time I go in and our office manager's daughter (she set me up with her) who drank me under the table (damn that was an expensive date...and I didn't even get laid).
Should be an interesting spring...