Held

I was held yesterday

Ya… What?. Right?

I have met a gentleman. He is a smart, funny, busy, compassionate, articulate and really cute gentleman.

Ya I met him originally on line. Thru a hook up site. It took him a while to get me to agree to meet… Quite a bit of convincing from him because A) I’m a bit gun shy and B) he is 9 years my junior. I didn’t get it… And to be frank I still don’t.

Any way…we met for drinks a couple times. He engaged my brain. He is also going thru a divorce. He has a 14 year old son. He has aging as demanding parents with little support from his siblings. He sure is not perfect… But did I mention fukking cute?

We got together yesterday… Literally…

It was lovely and fun and he made me feel wonderful. Then he held me. Not for a fee moments…i half expected him to have one foot in the floor ready to bolt!. Nope. We spent about 6 hours in bed. Holding onto each other… I have not been held like that in years.

Yes, the sex was GOOD!. The holding was almost better. I’m not usually one to just lie about and cuddle up. I think it is something we both needed. He doesn’t want to introduce me to his kid out involve me in his life drama. I don’t want to involve him in my drama. We are both just looking for a bit of escape. Time to relax, away from reality.

I’m enuff of a realist to believe this is a temporary fling. And I’m ok with it. We aren’t constantly texting or calling. But for now, I’ll take it. It is what I need and want.

Thank you universe and thank ME for having the nerve to say yes.