I just can't believe it. To what do I owe this great pleasure?
So the profile has been made and a few conversations had been exchanged. I knew that already we had plenty in common, we talked about music, gigs we shared a passion for, work and films. Then he added that it would be a shame if we spilled everything online and ran out of things to talk about in person. So, we set a day in the week that seemed to suit us both and then we met. We decided brixton, we both knew it well and he already knew which bar to go to, so I took the familiar route on the tube to where I once lived. I felt the nerves kick in as i ascended the steps to see if he'd been watching me from the top, but as my eyes searched, he was on the street in a white shirt and headphones in his ears. People bustled by and then I appeared in front of him, the attraction was absolutely instant. His hair light brown, short and slightly swept over, smiling eyes and a cute, cheeky lil grin to match. As we started to walk away from the station, as crazy as it sounds, I just thought 'yes, he's the one.' He felt so right walking next to me, he just seemed to fit with my shape too as we walked and chatted nervously and excitably. We entered the cosy pub, where we could see more awkward couples sitting and sharing drinks. I bought the first round of cocktails and we perched on the side and started talking about the website, how we both ended up finding ourselves on there, and that was it, we were away. Never an awkward moment, awkward silence, I felt natural around him even over the cheese bingo and pub quizzing, I just enjoyed being with him. His friends appeared at the table opposite and he acted a lil embarrassed, but they were so welcoming, kind and generous. They told lots of stories and got more and more drunk as did we. Our interesting conversations kept getting interrupted but neither of us minded. It was all so much time. For once I saw a life I wanted to be in, I was happy with. In a nice place, in fantastic company and a wonderful guy! It was midnight but I didn't want to go home, instead we all ended up going to a karaoke club and ordered more drinks. They each exchanged nods and winks, I hope id see them again. He offered me back to his and without much thought at all i agreed. I knew what I was letting myself in for, we'd sleep together and then may never see each other ever again. But, it just felt too right not to. We walked to his and he told me all sorts of intimate things, and I listened all the while. We shared rolled up cigarettes and soon got to his block of flats. His room was neatly kept with starwars posters up on the walls. Kissing turned into touching and the touching turned into some of the best sex I've ever had in my life. We both agreed it had to be the best ever first date in history, and I just didn't want to leave him the next morning. For an interview, still merry!
So I did that, got it out the way but was still grinning from him...
We arranged to meet again yesterday, during the day originally but it was his friends birthday so we didn't end up meeting until 10. It was fine by me though, I didn't mind what time it was, just as long as I saw him again. He is just so damn cute. And hot!! We walked back to his and he talked about his night, I briefly met his housemates who seem so cool, but a lil shy too I guess. I felt a bit nervous about this, because I know how close he is to them, I didn't want to blow it.
We bought a cheap bottle of rose and talked lots, mostly about work. He then said how impressed he was by all my little efforts ive made, meeting his friends, not kicking up a fuss, it made me so happy to hear.
He told me I was beautiful, amazing, and it made me glow from within. I'm still so scared that this might all dissolve, and I think I told him that actually. But, maybe I shouldn't be worried...
We had lots of great sex and this morning he had work so I'm back home early. He says we'll meet this week, i really hope we do. I just wonder what's going to happen workwise...
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