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sometimes a failed plan can still be good
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sometimes a failed plan can still be good For a while now I have been talking to a very nice gentleman and we had arranged to meet either during the long weekend. I had said I wouldn't blog about this but was told I was allowed to. Well his literal words were 'you can do, I don't mind' and now the temptation has proved to great for me and obviously I'm now caving into my brain after just a day. To be fair though I've also still got a smile on my face. As we were both feeling a little worse for wear after independent drinking activities on saturday night. Sunday was quickly rearranged for the bank holiday monday. Now the plan was that we would just meet up have a chat, have a drink and basically make sure we both who we said we were and weren't both freaky weirdos who needed to be sectioned and controlled with high levels of medication. It was agreed that we wouldn't have sex. Saying that I still ensured matching underwear, just in case.... I always try to be prepared, even never relying on the last train home. Though it seems on this occasion not prepared enough and I also missed the train that I had intended to be on and also learnt it helps to read the time table properly to start off with. He actually showed up WOO HOO, I was off to a good start already. We had a quick bite to eat, and were happily chatting away and everything was going great. Despite the fact that thanks to the good old british weather on bank holiday weekends it was of course raining for the vast majority of the day. After a while the suggestion was made to go to his nice and dry flat for a coffee. Think he could sense my initial apprehension by my sudden intake of breath and a raised eyebrow. As unlike most men I know, he didn't push it. As you can probably already guess we did end up at his flat, and even though it was again confirmed we wouldn't have sex (it transpires neither of us had bought protection) one thing led to another and we ended up in the bedroom. Well I say that, but as I know what I'm like about throwing caution to the wind in the heat of the moment, I did say no to the bedroom. But soon got lifted up from the sofa, carried to the bed room and flung onto the bed, not that I'm complaining or anything and I certainly wasn't putting up a resistance. No one has ever done that before, I thought it was great!! The rest of my clothes came off yet his lower half remained firmly covered, I wouldn't of trusted myself otherwise. I certainly now have a lot of 'favours' to repay and am already looking forward to our next encounter. Where I will most definitely be prepared. |
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Matching and or/smart underwear is always a good precaution to take; In fact if coerced into a sexual situation whilst wearing patterned boxers or something, I'll either bolt for the door to spare myself the embarrassment or else discreetly remove said offending undergarments with my trousers in one go 
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Whooo ahhhhh! I love it when plans evolve to satisfy "emerging" trends. LOL If you directed my tongue to your pleasure then my it wouldn't be in my cheek .
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He didn't have any condoms in his flat?   He must be cursing himself for being such a poor boy scout!
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