When Strangers Kiss for the 1st time

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Goodbye Bad week

What a shockingly terrible week this has been!

My boss decided to use me as the outlet for all the problems in the company - if I get crapped out once more for something that was NOT my fault I am going to run into the first sharp object I can find!

Then MBA decides that before his feelings get in the way of our Action - he had better call it quits.

I can definitely understand where he is coming from, but I am bitterly disappointed because I was really enjoying the kissing.

Can he kiss - oh my goodness I get warm just thinking about it!

So that is now the end of the action - and I must admit that it was nice to feel wanted again - I am still feeling low about MC.

It has been over a week and I have heard nothing from him. Urgh!

Last night 1 of my closest friends Tee phoned me to tell me that her and her new boyfriend of 2 weeks - G5 had split up.

I really thought that G5 was the guy that was going to be different - he seemed to be totally enamoured with Tee and seemed to be a great guy. I was going to meet him this Saturday.

Last night he told her that he felt she was having a bad effect on his life.

She is taking it rather badly and I really feel sorry for her.

Today I get a call from a debt collector letting me know that I have been handed over for an account from when my appendix burst in 2008.

I had never even received an account or a phone call. It makes me so angry.

I used to deal with accounts and I used to have to hand them over - so I know the process involved.

January is a long month and now I have to pay R600 over!

Hopefully this weekend will be better.

Kissing MC

I am feeling quite vulnerable today.

I have been thinking about MC the whole day and most of last night. I sent him an sms:

Flirty is missing MC very much. "Goodnight MC" says Flirty

We didn't get much chance to kiss or do much of anything physical while he was here.

I got dressed while he was in the same room and he never tried to make a move on me. We slept in the same bed and he didn't try anything.

I was a bit disappointed and only on the last night did I find out why. I gave him advice on his heartbreak and he reached out and stroked my head.

On the first night we kissed very nicely. I thought it was the beginning of more to come. It wasn't. On New years eve as the clock hit midnight, we kissed Happy New Year (no tongue)

We kissed bye at the airport but again no tongue.

Kissing is very personal to me - and I love kissing! It gives me insight into the other persons emotions. It forms a bond between me and that guy.

I am kind of like Pretty Woman in thisregard. I could sleep with a guy easier than i could kiss him if I do not feel an emotional connection.

I want his heart to be healed. I want him to be over the heartache I know he is going through.

I want to be somewhere deserted (under the gazebo again) and hold each other and kiss and become closer.

I know we are right for each other. I hate waiting... I want to start a relationship with him.

Wedding Bells & Kisses

I have always loved Gazebos. Have always wanted to get married under 1.

Quite fitting then that I should meet MC at the wedding and sit with him under the gazebo by moonlight. All very romantic I must say.

I think that was the moment I decided that I am crazy about him - after an hour - I know it seems silly, but something just clicked.

MC is a friend of RaceCar's who flew up from Durban for the wedding. His nickname is Gorgeous & he really does live up to the name!
But no only is he Gorgeous, but he is also such a decent, intelligent guy.

He is blonde, with pale green eyes & a fellow gemini.
At 31 he is also 1 of the top Architects in SA.

He told Racecar that he thought I was, and I quote:

Superhot

I was quite chuffed and really excited to chat to him more exclusively.

We flirted at the bar a bit, drank 1, 2, maybe 3 Tequilas and then went for a walk and ended up at the gazebo and sat under it and chatted for over an hour.
He thinks the same way I do and I understand exactly what he is saying when he talks about something.
At 1 stage he leaned over and gave me a kiss on my temple - I didn't think that could ever be sensual but - it was!

The wedding ended too soon for my liking and he had to get a lift with someone. He walked me to my car and hugged me and kissed me in my neck (Spot #2) and on my cheek and forehead.

He only came for the wedding and flew back today. I was very disappointed that I wouldn't get to see him again but he made me a R100 bet that I would see him before 16 January (1 month)
I hope I lose this bet!

I told him in case I don't see him within the month I need a proper kiss to tide me over. He promptly gave me a very decent kiss that stirred the loins!

As I drove out he smsed me to tell me a month is too long to wait, he will be back sooner.

RaceCar said something really sweet - MC & I were standing and talking and RaceCar walks up to us and tells me that I am 1 of the nicest people he knows and MC is also one of the nicest people he knows and that is why he thinks we are good together.

It all just seems so.... Fated? Am I reading too much into this? Why does it feel so right?


My best friend gets married and I meet a guy that actually seems to be the type I am looking so hard for. A sign from the Gods?

I am a very passionate person, and I tend to get really excited about a person I really like. I am really super-excited about MC. And it is not only hormones, it is something deeper.
We were able to connect on an intellectual level, and he makes me laugh. he isn't too outspoken, is a gentleman and very well mannered, even when he has had a few too much to drink (I can vouch for that because I was in the same boat)



I don't fall often, but when I do, I fall hard.


MC has made quite an impression on me.

Is he The One?

Perhaps I am being presumptuous and jumping the gun, I have after all only known him for a few hours, but I really hope that it turns into something more.

Meanwhile, the wedding was absolutely stunning. I was the Maid of Honour and my friend looked absolutely amazing.
I am so happy for them, they are so deserving of each other and everlasting love and happiness.

RaceCar has recently gone into kidney failure and has a 4 year wait on the organ donor program. Turns out his new wife is a perfect match for him and will be donating him a kidney after they are able to have a child.

This is 1 marriage in particular I know will stand the test of time.

This is the type of relationship I am holding out for. I know it exists.

True love. Total compatibility. Best friends. Lovers. Understanding & Patience. (all in no particular order)

Sometimes things just happen

I have been feeling a bit despondant about my love life of late.



I am 30 years old and as much as I love the freedom of being single and able to kiss or date from a variety of men – it isn’t always fun and games.


Good decent men are hard to meet.


They are either all dating a woman from hell or are gay.


There are lots of guys out there with issues – believe me.


I have had my share of married men wanting to marry me and if I agree they will leave their wife. Sure thing! (NOT)


Another one wanting me as his piece on the side, even while I am happily dating. (Never mind the fact that 1 of my friends is his wife!!)


So anyway – MBA and I had dinner at his place on Monday night – I often go over to him and we have dinner, watch a dvd and chat about the state of our lives.


He, like me is still single at 30 and even more difficult than I am!


I find that he keeps too much of a tight rein – too much self control.

Monday night started much the same.


We ate and watched a bit of TV and he started tickling me – people love tickling me because I am so ticklish.


The problem with MBA being my friend – he knows all my most sensitive spots – I have shared this with him over the years.


My hip bone and neck are my favourite places to be kissed!


Would stand to reason that my hip is also very ticklish - he was tickling me until I was gasping for breathe when suddenly he leans down and kisses my hip.

That is my ON button – and with the current state of my hormones I had to grind my teeth together to stop from grabbing his head and begging him to carry on.


He stopped and looked at me and I think he saw the naked desire etched onto my features because he dipped in gain and proceeded to kiss both hips and my entire stomach.


That cracked the last vestige of self-control I had left – I grabbed him and kissed him.

We have been friends for 16 year and most of those years he has had a huge crush on me.


This complicates things.

It didn’t stop at a kiss. I managed to peel his shirt off and was finally able to run my hands over those firm muscles sculpting his chest, arms and stomach that I have secretly perved over for the past few years.


A couple of hours later – we were both naked. Yep, that’s right.


I didn’t do the deed if you are wondering.


I stayed the night and went home the next morning.

What surprised me is that it wasn’t uncomfortable – as I had always thought it would be.


He is a really good kisser!

Where does this leave us?

Friends with Benefits?
Act as if nothing happened?
I don’t know.


He is not my Mr Right – but I seriously enjoyed the physical closeness – it helps that we have known each other for so long.

But wait the Plot thickens… see upcoming Blog entry….

Men... gotta bonk them

Hello my name is Flirty - and I'm a Nymphomaniac.
Seriously.
I think of sex all day.

Was recently doing the deed with 2 men.

The forbidden is terribly exciting!

I just couldn't choose!
Scuba is all muscle and goes at it like a jackhammer.
Joe is the gentle considerate lover. Magic hands, but lacks that wild passion.

Almost added a 3rd. Bax is a passionate man that almost kissed my clothes off!
Technique, passion, sexiness. Why didn't I?

A love square is so much more complicated than a triangle.

Bax went back home, I regrettable and perhaps too hastily ended it with Joe and I'm not getting from Scuba because I've been ill and he is sulking.

I need action!!!