T is great. Really great. I’m not sure how I was lucky enough to stumble upon someone so great.
I’ve been under a lot of stress lately for various reasons, and there have been some difficult days. I’ve communicated with T when I’ve struggled. Let him know how I’m feeling and what I’m going through. Sometimes, it feels silly and irrational. Others feel entirely justified. He has been supportive, gentle, and patient through all of them. Listening, giving reassurances, making me laugh. This all feels like a lot to ask of someone I’ve only known for a month, but it’s real life. I’m very grateful for his presence in my existence.
On Sunday, I got home from my birthday visit with B, took a shower, changed, hung out with my spouse for a little while, and then headed back to Tulsa. T and I had tickets for a concert that was guaranteed to be a good time. We were both hungry, so we stopped to eat empanadas first. Six is the perfect number to consume in one sitting, we have discovered. He told me about the ones his grandma used to make.
The concert was a blast. The band was fantastic, so much fun. We danced, we kissed, we smiled, we had a wonderful time. I always have such a great time with him, it’s so good. And I need to just let it be good.
After the show, he walked me to my car. Cue another epic makeout session in the parking lot. The Tulsa Bike Bar went by, and the guy told us we were cute. We are cute.
I saw him again on Tuesday. He cooked for me! This gorgeous, slightly spicy lasagne, with a salsa made of garlic, onions, lime, and cilantro. It was absurdly delicious. He even gave me leftovers to take home for lunch the next day. Swooooon!
In return, I introduced him to 90s British kids TV show, Knightmare. And taught him that in England, we say coriander, not cilantro.
We enjoyed ourselves, fooling around on the couch until I heard his dog throw up on the carpet. It was actually well-timed, as I got a phone call I had to answer a minute or two later.
Phone call finished, and vomit dealt with, we picked up where we left off. I asked if he’d like to go upstairs, and he said he would. The sex was fantastic, again. His dick has that slight upward curve, which means it hits all the right spots. I love how it feels when he’s inside me. He appears to enjoy it, too.
I’m seeing him again today! We are going to a music festival in Kansas City. We’ll spend the night up there and go exploring tomorrow. It’s going to be so much fun!
I’m really happy I met T. He’s pretty wonderful. I’m very lucky to have such phenomenal people in my life. My cup is feeling full again.
Fat and Slutty 