Why do they always talk after sex?

This is the post I’ve dreaded to write about because it’s the best and the worst of my affair with Ray. WARNING: this post contains details of a sexual nature.

Monday came round and it was indeed stressful at work and there was a chance that Ray was going to have to cancel because he might have to go to dinner with the boss. Luckily for both of us he didn’t have to dine with our dreadful boss and he picked me up at our usual time after work. It was raining and he decided that we should dine close by in the neighborhood. He parked on the street in a loading zone and I told him he shouldn’t chance it but he debated with me that the place of business was closed so it was okay.

When we sat down he told me about his date with dotcom woman. I hadn’t asked but he brought it up because it had gone well. My heart sank and I think he could tell. He also told me that I couldn’t spend the night as he had to get up early and again I had a look of disappointment across my face. For those who don’t know me, my face is an open book and my feelings are often visible in my eyes.

We finished dinner and found a parking ticket on his car. He decided we should go back to his place instead of mine. Our foreplay started in his dinning room and he pulled out a chair and sat me down, pulled off my new lacy undies that was given to me for my birthday by Sara and I wrapped my legs around his back. Thank you, Sara. He did not disappoint and before long I’d had several orgasms. He pulled me onto him while he was kneeling and kept the momentum going.

We then transitioned to standing and making out in the archway, he grabbed the frame and I took my turn kneeling. When he had his orgasm I stood and we made out again and this time he kissed my shoulder. We soon learned that my shoulder was an erogenous zone and I actually climaxed from his tongue kissing my collarbone. We later tried the same spot to find that I have to be ramped up for that spot to become erogenous. He continued to kiss my neck and shoulder while fondling me and I literally had an orgasm that lasted over a minute straight, maybe longer, in fact it felt like forever and it was incredible.

We headed off to the bedroom and Ray was excited by our elaborate foreplay. We continued our lovemaking and this time he discovered my G spot and we both enjoyed that sensation for a while forcing me to grab hold of his headboard. We moved into the missionary position and when he came he grunted which always turns me on.

Afterwards we talked in bed about my capacity for orgasms and how most women can’t handle having their G spots touched for any length of time. I’m still curious about these poor women who can barely have one orgasm during sex. Perhaps they are just with the wrong man.

As we laid there, he continued to talk and I drifted into my happy place. He stopped and asked if we needed to talk about this. Hmmm? “Talk about what?” I asked. “About you falling in love. If so we need to turn on the light.” Again I was dumbfounded as I was still in my happy place and my mind was not functioning at one hundred percent after that many orgasms. I guess you could call them mind-blowing as I was feeling rather stupid.

Ray flipped on the light and started talking about where he was in life, what kind of man he was, obstacles he’s overcome and how he was not in a falling-in-love-kinda place. It felt like a lecture and here I was naked sitting in his bed trying to figure out why we were having this conversation. He realized that I wasn’t exactly participating in the conversation and asked me what I thought. I was still having trouble focusing and my thoughts were scattered. “Um, I’m not falling in love and if I were standing on that cliff, this conversation has made me move twenty steps back away from that edge.”

He continued his speech and again my eyes glazed over. When he finally changed topics, I joined the conversation about our parents and the loss of his mother.

We got dressed and he drove me back to my sanctuary, my home, my little apartment with brightly colored walls and my two cats.  I went to bed and was sadden by the conversation and I knew that everything was about to change.

My Birthday Weekend

I didn’t have any plans with Ray or Tom for the weekend even though Tom was trying unsuccessfully to woo me via my space messages. Ray on the other hand had the advantage of working with me and used my new tattoo to get close to me each day to exam the progress of its healing.

My birthday is a week before the holidays and is prime time for everyone’s holiday parties so we all had several parties to attend that weekend anyway.

Ruca and Sara wanted me to talk to Ray about where our relationship was headed. I told them that we didn’t exactly have a relationship and I wasn’t concerned. Ray and I didn’t have any plans set and I knew that the holidays were concerning him. He’d already expressed that he intended to spend the holidays alone. After telling the girls that I wasn’t worried about Ray, I walked over to visit him in his office as I do on a daily basis now. Ray and I bantered about nothing much and then he realized that we hadn’t set up a “play date” as he put it. I mentioned that I knew that he’d be stressed on Monday night and it might be a great night to play and relieve some of his stress. He agreed and we had a date for the night after my birthday.

On Sunday Ray and Tom both called to wish me a happy birthday. Ray and I talked right before my spin class and he joked about how turning thirty-five made me a full fledged woman and gave me hope that our age differences weren’t bothering him as much now that I’d reached a milestone year.

My birthday was everything I’d hoped for from getting to pick the songs the instructor used in spin class, to having my girlfriends over for brunch at my place to having an evening all to myself. I couldn’t have planned a better day except to have Ray in my bed that night.

All Alone with the Canadians

Ruca and Wu decided they couldn’t handle another night out in a row and bailed on me. So I headed to the lobby when Ray caught up with me. We talked for a moment and he told me to have fun with the guys and kissed me quickly on the lips.

I was stunned and looked around to see if anyone had seen us but Ray was already headed to his car. He had deliberately kissed me before I headed off for another night out with the Canadians.

I drove over the hill to the old Farmer’s Market and the Mall attached. I waited for Jimmy to call as promised and walked around the Mall. I shopped only to find that the prices had been marked up incredibly high until I wandered into Forever 21 where I overheard a conversation about coats. So I decided to check them out as my winter coats no longer fit.

I found a stylish red wool blend coat for fifty-four dollars and a cute pair of fingerless gloves to match. Sold. I walked back to my car and dumped the jacket I was wearing and tired of waiting for Jimmy to call, I got out my cell and dialed his Canadian cell. They had been trying to call for hours and had the wrong number for me. They were thinking of heading home but told me to meet them at the Apple Store.

Upon seeing me, Jimmy decided we all needed to go out for a drink so we headed to the old Farmer’s Market and found a bar inside.

We had a great time flirting and joking around. I told them of a few of my latest dating stories with all the sexy details making Derek’s day. I found out that Ryan and Derek had a thing for Wu and I told them a few things to make them swoon. They told me they would be back in January and couldn’t wait to see Wu again.

When Jimmy headed off to the loo Derek grabbed me by the shoulders and said, “Jimmy has the biggest thing for you. I don’t know what you will do with that information but I wanted you to know. He’s a great guy, you know.” I told him that I was already dating someone and that jimmy lived too far away for me.

When Jimmy returned a few pictures were taken of all of us hanging out. Derek decided to bite me on the chin for a pic and I told him that’s not where I like to be bit. He asked and I showed them a bruise on my shoulder so he bit my shoulder for another pic. It was eleven o’clock and the bar was closing so we all said good-bye and I got a kiss on the cheek from all four with an extra squeeze on my bottom from Derek. Mind you that Derek is the married one.

Jimmy asked if I wanted to hang out with him in Santa Monica as he wasn’t flying out till Thursday and I told him I had plans.

A little lie as I didn’t want to lead him on like that and I’d been out four nights in a row myself and looked forward to a night alone. I turned and waved to them and headed to my car still wearing my new red coat.

I felt sexy, stylish and beautiful.