A really amazing set of memories

Johnny Id has been writing about our time together rather prolifically. I, on the other hand, stopped making notes after our first weekend and got lost in all the activity. I have his notes, but it’s not the same.

A play-by-play of the trip is not what I’m most interested in. There are definitely some fun stories – but right now I’m waiting for my son to be done in an indoor playground and the thoughts are just randomly flowing. I’ve read the news and perused Facebook. I’m in no rush and he’s getting great exercise and having fun. So now I will write.

Probably not a shock but the sex on the trip was amazing. I’ve already written a bit about it. If I wrote erotica I would have a lot of material upon which to draw. With one exception we had sex multiple times a day. Each session (except the two quickies) was at least 30 minutes…most far longer than that.

I think an appropriate term is that we worshipped each other. He is a real giver. Dedicated to my pleasure. Observant. Incredibly fit.

He made me squirt on a couple occasions. I changed the sheets a lot. My sensitivities about my slight weight gain and the extra padding in the middle were forgotten every time he put his hands or mouth on me. I felt his kisses everywhere through my body.

Equally awesome was all the affection. We were often touching. His hand on my leg in the car, holding hands walking down the street, sitting next to each other on the couch, him running his fingers up and down my arm when we sat across each other for a meal.

My ex was hardly affectionate, and abhorred public displays. From day one in our relationship, it was a battle to extract any physical affection from him….at least the casual contact that isn’t always sexual but which reminds me I am desired. It feels good, mentally and physically.

Johnny was really good at that.

Even with all the sex, and our raging libidos, we sometimes choose not to have sex. Two nights it was really late by the time we got to bed, and I was the recipient if a massage that knocked me right out. To be clear, we had already had sex those days multiple times. The nice thing was that I felt no guilt or pressure in saying no.

Conversely, Johnny was extraordinarily good at helping me reset my Virgo brain that occasionally gets me down a rabbit hole of something I feel I simply must do. My ex was a classic Aquarius, all in the sky with unrealistic dreams and plans, and I have both feet firmly planted with lists and precision. It wasn’t a good match, but over the years I learned to let go at times. Neither extreme is good. But I still chafe when someone suggests my need to get something done is unnecessary.

Johnny “handled” me really well when I had these moments. He had a non threatening way of suggesting that perhaps I didn’t need to load the dishwasher *right* at that moment, and I’d be far happier coming to bed with him. It helped me step back and get my head out of my ass.

In some ways we are a study of contrasts. He is laid back 90% of the time, whereas I am probably 50% Type A. I was worried that he wouldn’t like that part of me, but it didn’t seem to faze him at all. If you were at my party the Thursday night he was here, meeting him for the first time, you might mistake him for being passive. He’s quiet, and doesn’t try to command a conversation. His strength is quiet and unyielding. He won’t back down to avoid an argument.

But perhaps best of all?

He made me breakfast. EVERY MORNING. It was delicious. I can’t remember the last time a man made me breakfast. It felt really good, the domesticity.Β 

It’s romantic. And wonderful.

My son is finished running around. More to come πŸ™‚


0 thoughts on “A really amazing set of memories

  1. I smiled quite a bit while reading this, getting a glimpse into your perspective. You’re very sweet. I love being there, being able to cook you breakfasts every morning.

  2. That sounds divine. It is always nice to see someone find something that makes them feels so comfortable and so valued. I have only just started following your blog, but you both apparently seem to value each other.

  3. I love this post. He sounds amazing & any man who can calm the storm of a woman’s mind, cook her breakfast & be so affectionate is a gift! What a lovely post… I’m smiling too xox

  4. Reading this reminded me of the early days with my guy. He was so much like this…Reading Johnny’s stories reminds of how my guy used to speak of me and his intentions to be with me. These are great moments and ones that I hope continue for you both. A great love is a great gift and one that I am glad you both are nurturing.

  5. I love these kinds of memories and hold them so close to my heart. I am grateful to have my blog so I can keep track of all the wonderful things I might forget without it πŸ™‚ Thank you for sharing these – they were beautiful and moving.

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