VALIDATION

I ran into Jeff today. He and I met around the same time that I met Nick.

We went on one date that by all accounts was very successful. He was engaging and funny. We had great conversations. We joked with each other. We laughed a lot. We connected. At the end of the night, I agreed to a second date and gave him a kiss with the promise of more to come.

He did not get another. I cancelled our date to go out with Nick who is quite persuasive and fetching and carries an air of confidence and authority that I absolutely love. He is a very bold, complex man who fascinates me. He is aggressive but tender and kind. He calls me on my crap, which is necessary because I tend to push the envelope.

The feeling I had with Nick was thrilling and irresistible and when I took him to bed, all I can say is yes, yes, yes!

He rocked my world. He fucked me all night, repeatedly. I did not know that a man’s cock could rise again so soon after orgasm and here we are a year later and he still gives it to me. He gives IT to me. The man is insatiable.

My plan was to date both men, but I could not stay away from Nick.

When I see Jeff, I went to say hello.

He hugs me tightly.

“How are you?” He asked.

“I’m great,” I said feeling a bit uneasy. Should I apologize for blowing him off for another man? It’s not like he and I were a couple—not even close. We had one date for Christ sake. All these thoughts and questions flashed through my mind as I stood there beside him.

“What about you? What have you been doing? Are you still in Real Estate?” I asked.
He did not answer my questions.

“Why did you cancel our date?” he asked.

“I got caught up in something,” I said.

“What?” he asked.

“What, what?”

“What did you get caught up in?”

Cock. I thought to myself.

“I was dating another guy around the time I met you. Things got serious,” I said.

“You chose him over me?” He said as if he could not believe it.

What am I missing? I wondered. “We had one date,” I said. “You and I were not involve,”

“You kissed me,”

“I kiss lots and lots of men,” I said.

“I thought we had a good time that night,”

“We did,”

“People don’t have a good time and never do it again,”

“It was just bad timing,” I said suddenly glad that I did not choose him. His whining was turning me off.

I caught him looking at my hand. “I’m not married,” I said.

“Good, you promise me a date,”

“I’m still with the guy,” I said.

He stares at me. “I guess you made the right choice then,”

“I did,” I said with absolute certainty.

“Next time, don’t leave a guy holding on for a year,”

“You should have let go a long, long time ago,”

“Well, it was good seeing you, Kitten,”

“Yeah, you too, bye,” I said and walked away.

Validation is a beautiful thing.

Comments

[Kat]

Oh my God! What a weenie! You definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, chose the right cock. ;)