Apr 23, 2009 08:47
OK so by now, I'm really ready to kiss this guy.
I can't remember what day it was . . . maybe Tuesday? Anyway it's February, and business is slow. We had made plans to go see a movie, and unfortunately most movies in East Hampton in the off-season start at 6. And of course, business is slow, but this had to be the one day I got stuck late with paperwork that needed to be done. So I called John and told him we probably wouldn't make the movie in time. I was disappointed. He emailed me with a series of suggestions for other things we could do. I called him and told him, I think I want you to come over so I can whoop your ass at Scrabble. He laughed, and said OK.
We had some wine, and set up the Scrabble board. He. KICKED. MY. ASS. The only saving grace was that he was smiley, laughing and very touchy :) I was starting to think, OK, so probably not gay after all! Then right out of nowhere, he kissed me! :) And with conviction! Next thing I know, I'm on his lap and we're kissing like crazy! DEFINITELY not gay! YAY! There was a lot of touchy-feely going on, and I got a feel of what was under his sweater - a gorgeous, well-muscled, sexy little body! I mean, this guy should be modeling underwear.
I hated for him to leave, but he did. Until next time . . .