Good Guy spent the night, last night. We ordered Thai delivery, and bitched about work. He asked to see my escort website, so I showed him. He complimented my writing skills, and said I come across just how he assumes I want to come across. “Look at you, you even have reviews!” He installed a location scrambler extension for me in Chrome, which I can use when I’m doing business. He said he worried about my hosting guys in my home, because of what they could find if they searched my address online. He told me to be careful, but in a very non-judgmental way. We talked about infidelity, and polyamory.
We moved to the bedroom and had good sex. Almost as good as our first time together. He leaned back on his side to eat my pussy while I went down on him, and he was persistent in keeping at it until I had my orgasm. He drew it out, and my body quivered, sensitive after cumming. He shifted onto his back, and I kneeled in front of him, focusing just on him. We had sex, him standing, my hips on the edge of the bed. He glided against my G-spot, and gazed down at me lovingly, until he, too, came - explosively and audibly.
We snuggled. He lazed in bed naked, me surfing the web, him working on a proposal due at work the next day. I shut my laptop before he did, and laid back, dozing. I heard him finish up soon after midnight, and get up to turn off the lights. I opened one eye, and reached my hand out. He slid into bed next to me, and curled solidly into me, our bodies meshing perfectly together.
I slept more soundly than I have in a long time. I finally awoke to the second alarm, but hit the snooze button. I rolled facing away from him on my side, and he wrapped his arms tightly around me, and we snuggled for those sacred few last minutes before we had to get up and start the day.
I get so many warm fuzzies when I’m with him.
Not in a romantic way, but in an “I’m so comfortable around you and I really trust you and you’re a pretty great person” kind of way. We left for work, and I felt twinges of sadness throughout the day, wanting to be back in that bed, my face snuggled into his warm, strong chest.
He texted me after work, saying he can’t wait to see me again.