There are certainly a lot of gentlemen in my history - darling men who'd hold doors, open car doors, invite me to order a meal first, and one gentleman would always walk on the outside of the sidewalk, between the street and me. That one was memorable, because I generally don't like holding hands with my left hand, as I normally carry my purse on that shoulder. Some say chivalry is dead; I know three men who give a complete lie to that myth. And for those who believe that chivalry makes women feel unequal, I'm here to tell you, "Hell, NO! it doesn't!" When these gentlemen were acting chivalrous, I felt special and cherished. As we sat together over meals or coffee, debating politics, foreign policy, religion, business or any of a myriad host of other topics, I was every bit their equal.
Anyway, back to Jeff... Sure, I'd primped and was feeling a little nervous. I was sporting a cute pedicure that I showed off with black strappy heels; and the outfit showed off my shape, offered access should it be necessary but was far from slutty. Just in case, the panties were lacy in his favorite shade of green. He didn't know about those until after the fact, though.
I don't think it's necessary to go over every fine point of our lunch. We talked, we laughed, we hugged (held?) a LOT and, yes, we shared some kisses. Again, no details, but he was every bit the gentleman from start to finish. And his scent... I'm really sensitive to smells, and his was soft, well-balanced and just enticed me to stand closer, to keep my nose buried in his neck to savor that delicious fragrance. My body reacted to his scent, his closeness and the spicy delight of his kiss.
That meet was two days ago, and I'm still smiling - and horny. Being a WAHM with two children doesn't afford me a lot of time to take care of my more primal urges. It does give me a lot of time to walk around with this big-ass dopey smile on my face. My heart's smiling, and all those first-crush feelings from six years ago have come back, but they're deeper than just a crush. I'm still not in love with him, but the relationship that started over six years ago has deepened with wonder and amazement, and Tuesday just reinforced my belief that he and I are meant to be together just as we are.
