I felt myself getting wet again tonight and went to check. It smelled exactly like the scrumptious sherry braised beef cheeks I made earlier. I expected it to taste that way too since it was so pungent. It had no taste. Made me laugh though and remember how wildly the taste of my long term boyfriends cum always was. Sometimes excessively salty, other times subtly sweet. Boy did I love giving him blow jobs. I didn’t recognize until this year that my own taste was as wildly varied as well. It was never mentioned to me. 🤔
Why this makes me think of my new lover I don’t quite know. I think I’m going to have to pass on him. Not because I don’t want him specifically; there is nothing wrong with him at all. It’s just that I have my heart set on true love…and waiting…no matter how excruciating it will be is the right answer; for me. I can’t speak for anyone else. I keep trying to talk myself out of abstinence because well…sex is awesome. But…well…
He’s there for now. It’s nice to know that at least. “Single and eligible” as he said to me. Maybe if the mood strikes just right I’ll give him another go. Maybe…I’m guessing not though. He was so cute about the whole thing. The way he gushed on and on about me having him over for sex; a huge compliment and ego boost he said. He had never had the honor from a girl he didn’t already have a past with. Lol. Adorable. We went on a date. We made out a little. Didn’t seem outlandish to me to give him a try.
I just keep forgetting it’s not going to cut it. It just won’t.
I can think of a few situations where I would and could break with this but there are so many if, but, maybe’s that frankly it isn’t even worth mentioning or thinking about at all. Which is too bad because I love thinking about it. 😉💋