Amazing, then Some

Sitting at work laughing, for no other reason than it was Friday, I heard my phone ring. Mr. "great in bed" had called to see if I could swing another full blown "Jew Boy weekend." I said, "I think I can handle it." I wanted to handle it. His dick I mean! Since we had spent last weekend out and out of town, he want to stay in, cook me dinner, drink and watch a movie. Swear to God, this was entirely his idea. I freaked. My stomach turned over because he had to good to be true. I have NEVER in my life had a guy offer to cook for me. In my mind, it was a self-assured gesture. I wrote about him in my journal.

"He is awesome and I never want him to end."

As I walked up to Jew Boy's house, he met me (and my dog) at the door as he consistently does. He admitted as usual, "You look nice tonight." We watched some basketball, while he prepared dinner. Due to my less than par cooking skills, I did nothing. When the meal was on the table, he turned off all TVs, dimmed the lights, added soft music and lit candles. Ah, the pressure! I was a bit fidgety for some reason. Ok, for real, I was nervous because I liked him so much. I loved him putting me in the center, where I belonged.

After dinner, we ate the chocolate strawberries that I brought, drank, danced and made out. Instead of the movie, we listened to music and talked. Music was invariably a topic for conversation between us, due to our highly different tastes. Or should I say, his bad taste. We were outside smoking, freezing our asses off, when Jew Boy suggested we take a swim in the tub to warm up. I am still unsure if this was a planned ploy or if he was just romantic. I think he is really that romantic.

When I came in from outside, the music was on again, all lights were out and candles were glowing in the bath water reflection. He was waiting for me. I laid in the water with him and took control, kissing him hard. It felt remarkable. The water, the kissing, him. He felt good and tasted even better. When both of us had lost control, we made it to the bed for two rounds of breath-taking sex. We finished with me on top. Fuck, I couldn't let all of his efforts go unnoticed! He looked me in the eye and quietly said, "Do you know how sexy you are?" Yes, I did. I did when I was around him.

Before we fell asleep I told him he was amazing. He replied, "No you are."