Recovery
So the week after that whole Ron fiasco, things were back on track. Had a solid week of work, a nice visit with my older brother and his wife and kid, and placed second female in the Nescopeck 10k. That was just a good day in general since after the race Sean and I had a wandering lunch downtown. We went to the Greek Festival, did a hard cider tasting, sampled the Sarah Street Wing Fest, etc. The Thursday after that a group of us went back to Shawnee Craft for Sean's third attempt at a stand-up routine. His other friends that came got pretty drunk and did stand-up of their own and some karaoke. It was hilarious, everyone had an amazing time, and we made some new friends in the process.
Saturday Sean, Sam, Mike, and I went biking in Jim Thorpe. We did 32 miles and I had the most delicious catfish po-boy for lunch afterwards. I was supposed to meet up with Ron that day but things ended up not working out so we planned for Sunday instead.
I met Ron at 2 pm on Sunday to check out the running trail he always talks about. It was a pretty intense four miles of rock climbs and descents and we were both dripping in sweat after the first five minutes in. We had good conversation, joked around, he ended up pretend-angry grabbing me towards the end, just our sweaty bodies up again each other. It was really sexy. That mood continued when we went back to his house so I could rinse off and change clothes for dinner. We went to the Riegelsville Inn, shared a bottle of wine, flirted some more, and by the time we got back to his house it was on. He actually ASKED what he could do in bed this time so I was beyond thrilled. We did things my way for most of the time. I didn't get off but at this point I'm starting all over again getting comfortable with how I like to do things so I really wasn't upset. Things ended up being much more satisfying than last time with the hope of someday maybe even getting that O.
Monday to Thursday this week flew by doing a store remodel and we have pretty big plans for this weekend: hopefully a Summerfest tomorrow, a race Sunday, followed by some wine bar action. Who knows what else.
The twist for this week was getting a message from Brandon two nights ago on Facebook just saying hey. Well, saying hey turned into "Hey let's get together for a weekend." Funny how I jump so easily. I thought about what Ron and I are getting into and honestly, if Brandon does end up coming to visit this summer, he and I are through. I can't let Ron get in the way of random shit like this. I do want to sleep with Brandon again, especially since things went so poorly on my last visit to him. I know I'll get off, I trust him, and honestly..where are Ron and I really going? I love our once a week or every other week visits but he is so far and just is not present on most days via text that it's easy to forget he is even a part of my life. I can't just sit around forever hoping to maybe hear from him or maybe see him or maybe one day actually get off during sex with him. I could have all that shit now from another guy without half the hassle.
Maybe it's time to get out.
Saturday Sean, Sam, Mike, and I went biking in Jim Thorpe. We did 32 miles and I had the most delicious catfish po-boy for lunch afterwards. I was supposed to meet up with Ron that day but things ended up not working out so we planned for Sunday instead.
I met Ron at 2 pm on Sunday to check out the running trail he always talks about. It was a pretty intense four miles of rock climbs and descents and we were both dripping in sweat after the first five minutes in. We had good conversation, joked around, he ended up pretend-angry grabbing me towards the end, just our sweaty bodies up again each other. It was really sexy. That mood continued when we went back to his house so I could rinse off and change clothes for dinner. We went to the Riegelsville Inn, shared a bottle of wine, flirted some more, and by the time we got back to his house it was on. He actually ASKED what he could do in bed this time so I was beyond thrilled. We did things my way for most of the time. I didn't get off but at this point I'm starting all over again getting comfortable with how I like to do things so I really wasn't upset. Things ended up being much more satisfying than last time with the hope of someday maybe even getting that O.
Monday to Thursday this week flew by doing a store remodel and we have pretty big plans for this weekend: hopefully a Summerfest tomorrow, a race Sunday, followed by some wine bar action. Who knows what else.
The twist for this week was getting a message from Brandon two nights ago on Facebook just saying hey. Well, saying hey turned into "Hey let's get together for a weekend." Funny how I jump so easily. I thought about what Ron and I are getting into and honestly, if Brandon does end up coming to visit this summer, he and I are through. I can't let Ron get in the way of random shit like this. I do want to sleep with Brandon again, especially since things went so poorly on my last visit to him. I know I'll get off, I trust him, and honestly..where are Ron and I really going? I love our once a week or every other week visits but he is so far and just is not present on most days via text that it's easy to forget he is even a part of my life. I can't just sit around forever hoping to maybe hear from him or maybe see him or maybe one day actually get off during sex with him. I could have all that shit now from another guy without half the hassle.
Maybe it's time to get out.