My
sisters and I had a pizza night at the house where we made our own homemade
pizza and they had some wine, and we had a few laughs. Note how I said, ‘they had wine,’
remember what happened last time I had wine and hung out with Jeff? Yea, as much as I love double dipping,
I would like to not be intoxicated when I hang out with him this night.
So
were sitting around, me and the girls, and they are making fun of me about
Jeff. Then the conversation
switches over to leg shaving. They
told me that if I was going to be hanging out with him that I should shave
again. Personally, I mean, I think
shaving is one of those things that is fucking annoying. If possible, I will avoid it at all
costs. However, they were
right. I sat my ass on the edge of
the tub and shaved the bottom halves of my legs. Why just the bottoms?
Because I shaved yesterday and like I said, I am lazy when shaving and I
am not going to do it again god damnit!
Then
I get a text from Jeff asking me if were hanging out. Well shit yea!
I JUST shaved. I feel like
this is one of the struggles I go through. Fucking shaving and whether or not it is going to be purposeful
or pointless. SO fuck yes, were
hanging out tonight.
“What
are you doing?” he asks.
“Arguing
with my sisters about leg shaving actually. HAHA.”
“Well
that is tough. What is the basis
of your argument? And what are
their counterpoints?”
“How
many days between shaving. I
personally hate it. But they are
opposed to my beliefs.”
The
funny thing is this; I feel extremely comfortable with him and telling him I
hate shaving is funny to me. He
laughed about it as well. I think
that he is probably one of the most easy going people I have ever met, and its
easy to talk to him about anything really.
Whatever,
I wind up going over there to hang out.
So
were sitting on the couch and then were laying on the couch, and then he’s
rubbing my back. And my side. And my legs…
“So
when was the last time you shaved?”
Then he starts laughing.
“Which half? The upper or the lower half?”
Again, he is laughing and now I am
laughing and we're just laying there cracking up with one another. See!? Easy!
He starts falling asleep a little
bit. Which is fine with me. It was about 1:30AM at this point and
after a long day for him I was surprised he lasted as long as he did. So I try to move to go home and he
grabs my arms and pulls me down back next to him. Again, he is kind of falling asleep and I am laying on his
chest. He twitched and nailed me
in the face.
“Jesus!”
I was half asleep myself until the
inadvertent face punch.
“What happened Hun?”
“Umm… You just punched me in the face!”
“Oh my god, Hun. I am so sorry. Lay down, come on.”
So I lay back down and we're kind
of face-to-face. Then he kissed
me. A lot.
One thing leads to another and bing
bang boom were going. Now let me
tell you something; double dipping is ALWAYS necessary. And do you want to know why? Some people are shy the first time and
it can kind of suck. HOWEVER! This time, I don’t even know what
happened. All I know and all I can
say is it was fucking awesome. And
I mean FUCKING AWESOME. I haven’t
had that great kind of sex in a long ass time. Granted, I have had a lot of sex lately, but this was mind
blowing.
Funny thing was; it wasn’t just
straight up headboard knocking banging.
It was kind of sensual?
Would sensual be the right word for this? It works for me.
You ever have great sex and find
that your legs don’t work? Lets
just put it this way; my legs are dizzy and I still have trouble walking on
them. Ergo, sea legs. I have leg spasms. I am having one right now.
I don’t know guys, but this guy is
kind of awesome in every way. I don’t
want to ruin anything. So now I
guess my question would be this; what the fuck do I do now!?
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