I had sex 7 times in 60 hours (part the first)

So much for being “just friends.” So yeah, I got off the plane around 6:15 and he met me outside. We looked at each other, hugged and did the half kiss half cheek brush. When we backed away from each other, gave each other the once over and leaned in for the kill. It was at that moment that I realized Older Navy and I would not be simply playing guitar and learning how to play chess. In fact, even though his chess set was all set up and he had his guitar out, we never played a game and hardly touched the guitar.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. So he picked me up at the airport and we started to drive to his place. He leaned over to me, grabbed my hand and said “I’m just taking you to my place, is that okay?” and I smiled and said to him “wow that’s really forward but okay.” It was pretty much over at that point…we were totally smitten and totally fucked.

So we get to his place. He lives in a really nice condo, two bedrooms (one is an office/studio), two bathrooms and a great little patio. The place is clean and tidy and well decorated…he’s so grown up, he has a home…crazy. So we start talking, flirting, walking around. We go out on the porch and he pulls me onto his lap. We kiss, talk about how weird it is that I’m actually there and how not weird it feels.

We go back inside, he sits down at his drum set (incidentally he has a drum set, an upright bass, a whole recording set up and several guitars…very sexy) and I sit directly on top of him, start to kiss him passionately, like I’ve been waiting, well, three weeks to kiss him. These kisses were interjected in between “get to know you” sentences. At one point I stopped him, grabbed him by the face and looked him right in eye. I said to him “I am so excited to get to know you and I am really glad we get to talk and get to know each other this weekend but right now, all I want to do is get naked.” At this point, he picked me up and carried me into his bedroom. We started to make out and get undressed when we realized that we may be hungry soon seeing as it was bout 7:30. We decided to order a pizza. He wrote a check for the pizza guy so as soon as the guy showed he could just pay them and come right back into his bedroom.

By the time the pizza did arrive we were both completely naked. I stayed that way but he threw on his pants to greet the pizza guy. I was so tempted to yell out “Older Navy come back here and fuck me” while the pizza guy was still there but I restrained myself. He put the pizza in the kitchen and quickly stripped back down and met a very naked me back in his room. So we had sex. It was an amazing release of all the tension we had built up over the last three weeks. We were living out our phone sex fantasies and pent up sexual frustrations.

So we eat pizza and talk and it’s really nice. I feel instantly comfortable with him and it’s nice that we got the whole sex thing out of the way. We went out to blockbuster to rent Annie Hall which I had actually never seen and he was raving about. We also rented coffee and cigarettes. Can you tell we had no intentions of leaving the house the whole weekend? So we go back home and turn on the movie. We make it about 1/4 of the way through but all I want to do is snooze. So we turn off the movie and make our way to bed…where we have sex again and we pass out.

In the morning we roll towards each other, kiss good morning and proceed to have morning sex. Ahhhh the morning sex. So while I’m basking in the post coital glow he’s cooking me French toast. I shower, get dressed and come out to the kitchen where he has made me French toast, a blueberry smoothie and tea….