My former resolve not to text only lasted one more night because on Wednesday I text him and before I knew it we had suddenly arranged to meet about 10ish at the garden. It felt good that he responded so quickly.
I went out with Jayne for a drink before hand just to catch up with her weekend and stuff but all the time I'm concious that I'm going to be meeting the most gorgeous and exciting man I've ever had close proximity too.
The meeting was pretty good as well. I'd worn stockings and suspenders and he was so turned on by them he was so passionate I thought he was going to bit my head off...there was spit and snot and everything which sounds horrible and I have to say was mostly from me...but I love it when its so passionate all reason goes out of the window. As usual the sex was amazingly good with him on top this time and boy is he strong...I just love feeling his strength and power which almost hurts and looking at his powerful shoulder and arm muscles above me...ooooh makes me go all quivery again.
After he was very tired and we chatted a while with him saying how hard he had been working recently just completing a 14 hour day. He said he was getting too relaxed and how stressed he had been earlier, I commented on how I was glad he was relaxed around me and he replied he was always relaxed with me. Which felt like a compliment coming from him. I have to grab these little morsels from Mr Control.
Thursday was spent thinking about him and working.
Friday some twat bashed into my car on the way to Braintree and although there was not much damage it did shake me up a bit. I sent a text to Mr V who did not reply...in fact there was nothing from him till about 4ish when he text to see if I was going to the Railway as he didn't want any funny shit...this infuriated me and on reflection I can see how little I really do mean to him which makes me feel a bit used and sad.
The Railway was good fun. A bloke called Paul who we had massaged last week called me over and gave me a big hug hello and kept coming up to me for a massage and even gave me a massage it was fun just having a laugh with him.
Mr V and his friends came in including Robo who I did wonder if he would want to talk to me but it seemed he did and he kept coming over to talk to me. He told Lorraine he was besotted with me and loved listening to my voice which he could listen to all day long. He even told me that he loved listening to me talk so much he got jealous when he saw me talking to somone else. Which was very nice and flattering. I did say that he had a family to which he asked why I thought he was in the pub in the first place.
We did chat about other things and generally had a laugh. At one point Lorraine and I told him how alike our voices were and could he tell the difference. We made him close his eyes while we walked around him, only thing was we forgot to speak...lol Even then he said although Lorraine's voice was nice mine had the edge and anyway he loved my smile as I was always smiling, so I smiled at him then which made him smile and he said I kissed lovely....ahhh how sweet.
I kept a close eye on Mr V who seems to find loads of ladies to chat to and some more often than others. We wondered if he felt awkward us talking to his mates and he seemed to be hovering around more than usual and I am sure I felt him brush against me as he walked by.
Saturday I just pootled around really, didn't do much else except keep hoping Mr V would be in touch. He did send a text saying morning but nothing else and eventually after I got stroppy he said he was with the kids n her.
Saturday night went to see a play that Kyle was stage managing which was good although to be honest I was very tired by then.
Sunday I went bird watching with Angela which was very relaxing and nice. Saw some magnificent swans flying over our heads and the sound that they make with exertion of flying is brilliant. We also heard a woodpecker and tapped on a tree to which it replied which was excellent. Had a nice lunch after and came home and went out for a quick drink with Jayne who is still fed up re Bondy but has spoken to him and got him to agree to be friends but then text him to which he ignored her...so she is still sadly perserving.
Bank holiday Monday. Got naughty texts from Mr V and met him for a quickie. The most unsatisfying hour I have spent with him really. He got a work call and still was touching me whilst talking at the other end an apparently signalled to me to cover my mouth, lucky for him I missed that!!! At one point he said to me to stop talking and get down and suck his cock and another time to crack on!!! It all felt very mechanical, sordid and horrible really.
He did say though that Robo had got turned on when Jayne and I kissed on Friday which was funny especially as I had forgotten that and he has finally agreed to say hello if he sees me, which now a bit worrying in case it all goes wrong.
The rest of the day was spent pootling around, not really doing anything properly except thinking of him and how I could get him to come out and have a better session but I guess he was satisfied anyway he did reply to texts so that was something I suppose.
Went out for a long 3 hour walk with Jayne with two stops at pubs for soft drinks and stuff.
So all in all a good weekend but my thoughts are dominated by Mr V who I am in love with and its no use denying it.
I've sent a couple of texts today and so far no response...he doesn;t want sex so why bother replying?
Do I want this kind of non relationship, this being used for sex, except I use him as well and if I give him up I have no relationship plus no sex at least this way I have no relationship but the best sex ever, mostly.
Perhaps I need to allow a relationship to happen and then dump him rather than being so bloody loyal that I feel I must get rid of him first.
Yeah lets be ruthless like what he can be I guess.
Jayne's just sent a couple of texts to say that Markie poos wife's just had a baby girl and he wanted Jayne to go round there. She has told him that she wants to end it because she feels guilty and he seems to have taken that okay.
Oh what messy lives we lead, nothing like my Mum's life nor the kind of life I expected to have one day.
A very nice co-odinater bought me a lovely lunch today in the Lemon Tree in colchester the food was gorgeous and we always have plenty to say to each other from the practical to the philosophical...now why can't I fancy him? He has loads of money, is a really lovely bloke and obviously likes me...too old and a he reminds me of Charles Clarke so not really fanciable which is a real shame...ah well its nice to be treated like a lady
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