I couldn’t believe he paid attention to our previous conversations, but he did.
I told him to let me know how he was doing in a few days, since after an intense workout some need to process the experience. The way he was looking at me afterwards gave me pause, like he might be a little smitten. I thought I would get phone calls or emails about how he was doing and all the shit that comes with it But nope, just one email a couple of days later about what he thought and felt about our time together.
Although it was a bit lengthy I could appreciate how well thought out it was and I could tell he gave what he was feeling some real thought.
The good, having the opportunity to spend time with me. The bad(but in a good way), dealing with being whipped for real and not what he had in the past. And the unexpected, feeling an overwhelming desire to take more. And feeling cared for afterwards.
He ended by writing: “I hope I did well, and will you want to see me again?”
Well hell yeah I want to see him again.
I wrote that he was very affectionate which was unexpected, since most tend to focus on themselves. What was nice was that he just started doing things. He got me water since I mentioned I should drink plenty of it but don’t. He shared the cover I put over him, coming down one tends to get a little chilly.
Shit I thought I was dreaming and any moment it was going to turn into a nightmare. But it didn’t and the next morning he was looking at me. Asking what can he get and do for me?
“You know how to make coffee?”
“Yeah.”
Sweet
