Together alone
So, I was sick sick sick last weekend. Not as sick as I was before, but still sick enough to spend a weekend in bed.
I had to fly up to Canberra the following Monday for work. I was there overnight, deathly tired and still feeling quite sick.
He let me stay at his house and put me to bed as soon as I arrived, which I sorely needed. I slept for a good 10 hours before wandering into his bedroom to snuggle before we had to get up.
I flew home the following night back to work on Wednesday. However, he was driving down on Friday night to spend the weekend with us. So I wasn't too sad that I was leaving him in Canberra.
So on Friday, I spent the day with my husband, being massaged or cleaning the house. All in all a good day (despite my grumpiness at my husband for not doing enough housework). He arrived, I gave him hugs and we did the dishes. We then headed off to dinner at a friend's house.
We laughed, ate and I taught him how to do Sudokus. He understood the concept very quickly and we did them together, with me snuggling with him help point out blanks he could fill.
Saturday we went and saw a movie together before we met up with the bi-vic crew. That was a lot of fun. I caught up with a friend I hadn't seen for a month and chatted with my potentially real girl friend. I still don't know where that is going exactly, but that's cool.
I got hugs from friends and a snog from my potential girl friend. But that's beside the topic. On the way to the meet up, we detoured to pick up another woman who was also going (and who lives on the way (pretty much). While we were waiting in the car for my husband to collect her, I told him that I had realised that he was so shy that he wouldn't tell me if he did change his mind. He told me that wasn't going to happen and that I wasn't missing out on anything anyway. I told him that I'd rather be the judge of that and the topic moved on.
Before I went to bed and we were snuggling, and very tired, we somehow got onto the topic of his list of things that we cannot do. I asked him to detail that list so that I knew what I wasn't allowed to do. He said, "Argh! Its too confusing," and I told him that it was ok, and he didn't have to talk about it.
That was weird, because I expected him to know what I could and couldn't do. Or what we could and couldn't do. But it sounded more like he didn't want to hurt my feelings or didn't want to detail the list because its fluid... or he doesn't have a list and goes on how he feels.
For the remainder of the weekend, whenever I referred to he and me, he generally told me that I wasn't missing out on anything. I kept telling him that that was for me to judge and not him. He didn't again mention that it wasn't going to happen. He did suggest that I ask one of his ex-girlfriends to rate him sexually, but then said he'd kill me if I did actually do that. I am toying with the idea.
I was accidentally naughty this morning too. We were lying together in bed, and I had turned away from him, to talk to my husband I think, and had one hand resting on his right hip. I was lying on his left side and it was going to be more comfortable with my hand on his left hip, so I moved it across. I didn't mean to actually grope/caress him while doing so, but it happened anyway. My hand moved smoothly over his groin and I must say I wasn't upset with what I found.
As always, the time before he leaves is the time we are most comfortable with each other. He's said that he'll try and come down again for the first or second weekend of September for a cocktail party - and I'm flying up at the end of September. So who knows what will happen.
I had to fly up to Canberra the following Monday for work. I was there overnight, deathly tired and still feeling quite sick.
He let me stay at his house and put me to bed as soon as I arrived, which I sorely needed. I slept for a good 10 hours before wandering into his bedroom to snuggle before we had to get up.
I flew home the following night back to work on Wednesday. However, he was driving down on Friday night to spend the weekend with us. So I wasn't too sad that I was leaving him in Canberra.
So on Friday, I spent the day with my husband, being massaged or cleaning the house. All in all a good day (despite my grumpiness at my husband for not doing enough housework). He arrived, I gave him hugs and we did the dishes. We then headed off to dinner at a friend's house.
We laughed, ate and I taught him how to do Sudokus. He understood the concept very quickly and we did them together, with me snuggling with him help point out blanks he could fill.
Saturday we went and saw a movie together before we met up with the bi-vic crew. That was a lot of fun. I caught up with a friend I hadn't seen for a month and chatted with my potentially real girl friend. I still don't know where that is going exactly, but that's cool.
I got hugs from friends and a snog from my potential girl friend. But that's beside the topic. On the way to the meet up, we detoured to pick up another woman who was also going (and who lives on the way (pretty much). While we were waiting in the car for my husband to collect her, I told him that I had realised that he was so shy that he wouldn't tell me if he did change his mind. He told me that wasn't going to happen and that I wasn't missing out on anything anyway. I told him that I'd rather be the judge of that and the topic moved on.
Before I went to bed and we were snuggling, and very tired, we somehow got onto the topic of his list of things that we cannot do. I asked him to detail that list so that I knew what I wasn't allowed to do. He said, "Argh! Its too confusing," and I told him that it was ok, and he didn't have to talk about it.
That was weird, because I expected him to know what I could and couldn't do. Or what we could and couldn't do. But it sounded more like he didn't want to hurt my feelings or didn't want to detail the list because its fluid... or he doesn't have a list and goes on how he feels.
For the remainder of the weekend, whenever I referred to he and me, he generally told me that I wasn't missing out on anything. I kept telling him that that was for me to judge and not him. He didn't again mention that it wasn't going to happen. He did suggest that I ask one of his ex-girlfriends to rate him sexually, but then said he'd kill me if I did actually do that. I am toying with the idea.
I was accidentally naughty this morning too. We were lying together in bed, and I had turned away from him, to talk to my husband I think, and had one hand resting on his right hip. I was lying on his left side and it was going to be more comfortable with my hand on his left hip, so I moved it across. I didn't mean to actually grope/caress him while doing so, but it happened anyway. My hand moved smoothly over his groin and I must say I wasn't upset with what I found.
As always, the time before he leaves is the time we are most comfortable with each other. He's said that he'll try and come down again for the first or second weekend of September for a cocktail party - and I'm flying up at the end of September. So who knows what will happen.
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