summer love

It was 102 degrees today. It was extremely hot and humid, every blows of air felt irritating. I went for a walk around my neighborhood corner store. I have not reached the end of my block where I was covered with my own sweats. I must have lost like 2 pounds walking or even more, that how hot it was. With all things said and done I really liked it because it’s my kind of weather.

So, I’ve learned the hard way about overnight stays and early morning sex. I did not mean for it to happen the way it did and if I could go back in time I would have done things differently. It just came to show me; sometimes it is not about the sex. The fact that he welcomed me in his bed meant that it was not and what I did after we had sex was wrong. I am still growing in his lifestyle and there are always new things to learn. Here the story…

I first met this dude the way I meet every other dudes, in a social site. He was cool, sexy, and totally handsome for his age and to find-out we have so much in common liked our nationality and up-bringing. We end up clicking to the point he invited me out to dinner, I hang out with his friends, made an exceptionally good impression on them that they really enjoy my comp. One evening, like 4 weeks later he invite me to his apt, he chilled kick it and watch TV. I thought it was going to be another round but instead I end up staying over the night in his bed. So the next morning we had our sex session. We both nuted got cleaned up and left. I did not think anything of it. So now there were no phone calls, no replying of text no nothing. I don’t know if it was me or not but I think it could have been my departure. I ask those who experience in the mix and agree that I should have stayed a while. I don’t know still new at this.

Maybe I should have stayed? Maybe it was not about the sex?