Yep, it's been a long time coming. I've been thinking about this blog a bit, scratching my head as to what to write. I know someone has been going insane waiting for it, and it really has been long enough, so I guess I'll try to put it all into words.
New Year's Eve is a holiday that brings me incredibly mixed feelings. On the one hand, I want to like it, want to celebrate it and make merry. On the other, I've been let down so many times in the past, that I always rather approach New Years now with cautious feet. And don't get me wrong, Jachin wasn't the only man to ever let me down on New Year's Eve. Baby Daddy did a couple of times as well. Perhaps my expectations are just too high.
THIS New Years, though, was good. Not fantastic, but it was solid. We hosted a party with Affinity again, down in beautiful Ogunquit. Smallish crowd, but a fantastic one, and all the makings for a fantastic party. Unbelievable buffet, great DJ, sexy people, champagne, and a hospitality room to make merry in. LOL...
Malcolm, whose birthday IS NYE, was not available. One condition that he made clear when we started dating almost 2 years ago now was that this is one holiday he doesn't bend on for anyone. I do understand, really. It would be a nightmare of wounded baby mama feelings all around, so he just says a general no. I wasn't left to my own devices, he made sure I'd be taken care of. It was all good.
We've come full circle, Jachin and I. Most of our biggest past relationship foibles can be traced back to one New Year's celebration or another. He made sure that this year, he'd be a perfect date. Mostly on time, LOL, at least as on time as he can get. And he had an amazing time, it was such an indescribably joy to watch him having FUN again. Laughing, teasing, and flirting with people he either hasn't seen in a long time, or people that became his new friends. People just love him and his quirky sense of humor. Even when we were a couple, he always charmed people with his wit and his sarcasm. I didn't have alot of time to spend by his side, as I was the hostess. But for the few moments I did, well, he made them fun and loving. He danced with me, which made me laugh. He had champagne ready for me at midnite. He was there to hold me when I was stressing out. And he was there to help me with all the grunt work afterwards. And in his very VERY Jachin way, he promptly passed out by 1 am. LOLOLOL. I haven't laughed that long and hard in such a long time as when I found him on the bed in our room, arms out by his side, sport coat all askew, and him snoring like a logger in the Yukon. How can anyone NOT love this guy??? We quietly closed the door on him and went to play in the hospitality suite for a spell, and when I'd had enough, I went back to him to put him to bed.
Jachin had become incredibly nostalgic as the evening wore on. It was hard not to, really.... I mean, we'd celebrated the last 2 or 3 years of our relationship on New Year's with Merava at that same spot. And there are so many memories of US there. The things we did together, our friends, our....life. He'd tried to trap me in our room around 11:15 to "talk". Really REALLY bad timing, considering I was hosting a countdown to Midnight. But I stayed for a few moments with him, and we talked. He wanted to know if I understood how much he loves me. And yes, Jachin, I do. I understand it every day when he takes care of both my daughter and I in a million different ways, from providing her birtday party, to changing my oil, to making sure I have a phone and a bluetooth to make it home safe in a storm. I've always known how much he cares no matter the times I may not have known why he did the things he did....his love for me was never in question, I was always sure it was there. We are both happy now though...happier as best friends that get all their benefits again if that's what the mood raises. Would I want a relationship with him again? No. And he assured me he felt the same, that we function so much better when we're not dating. He says he knew, at the end of our relationship that he wasn't making me happy anymore, that he didn't want to see me cry anymore because of the things he did. I told him that I was just glad that he'd finally come to a point where he didn't have to lie to me all the time anymore. That all I wanted from him was the truth, and to just let me deal with the rest. As friends, he feels free to tell me the truth. And he knows I found some happiness with Malcolm. He also says he knows that Malcolm is in love with me, and he doesn't want to mess with it.
Spending the night with Jachin was....interesting. Now, he's stayed over at my house more than a little bit, but we don't sleep together. I have to say, and Jachin knows this, that I HATE sleeping with him. I'm a terribly lite sleeper, and he can crack cement with his snoring. Thankfully I'd forced him to bring his breathing machine. It's not actually his snoring that keeps me awake. It's all the NOT breathing he does that frightens me enough to keep rolling him over, and jabbing him in the ribs, and kicking him. Truthfully he hates sleeping with me too because he wakes up sore. LOL, but I'm not gonna let him suffocate to death. So I got him undressed, into bed, and I shoved his CPap up his nose. It was like a cork! Blissful silence, and his warm body curling around me. Not that I could sleep of course. I apparently caught the flu, and spent the night coughing a lung up. I finally quieted the cough around 5 am, and rested for the few hours until Jachin woke me up with his massive hard on.
This is a sex blog, after all. LOLOL.
I knew Jachin wanted some morning head. He loves to get his cock sucked, and usually, I'm good for it. But stuffed up as I was, I managed to let him know that unless he was prepared to deal with ginormous snot bubbles, there was no way on God's green earth that I could manage sucking his cock. I happen to know intimately that Jachin has issues with most body fluids. LOL, and it was a sure way to get out of sucking his dick. But it would NOT get me out of being fucked by him. We didn't have an audience, it was just him and I, alone. And it had been a while since I'd done him...
Surprisingly, Jachin was gentle and loving. No beatings, no rough sex. He made me squirt for the first time ever with him, slowly fucking my pussy with just the right rhythm until it happened. He made me cum multiple times. He'd smack my cervix with his long thick cock, and make it hurt just a little bit, just that overwhelmed feeling of being filled up to bursting for a minute, not sure if it's too much or just enough. Then he'd draw out and slam it back again. When he finally came like a madman, screaming out his endless release, he held me tight while I came one final time, reliving what we'd just finished. He does love to hear me cum. I can honestly say that when Jachin cums, he cums buckets, and it's always turned me on to be able to play in his cum. If I have one fantasy I'd love to live out, it would be to have Malcolm watch while Jachin came on my body, maybe on my face and mouth. Then to have Malcolm rub it on me and let me lick it off his fingers, or to fuck me while Jachin's cum was all over me. Just a thought. As for Jachin? Well, he hates having sex in front of an audience, so we'd have to give him plenty of audio and visual stimulation. But I know the guys have already talked about it, and I'm sure it's only a matter of time. Jachin and I are solid as long as we don't go carrying on a torrid sex affair behind Malcolm's back...and really, we don't need to. Malcolm's more than happy to carry it on with us. LOLOL
Happy New Year.
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