Little Surprises

Last weekend, before the apocalypse, I decided to attend a small house party that a friend of mine throws, which happens to only be about 5 minutes or so away from where I live.  I wanted to get out and relax, to laugh and joke with people I knew in a capacity other than work, or family.  I'd texted Malcolm to let him know I wanted to go, and started fucking with Jachin, telling him I was going with a date.

I got there on the later side, having to deal with getting home from work, feeding the troops, and getting Jujubear settled.  It was dark, but the party was going strong, with people chatting around the bonfire, and body art being applied.  I stopped to talk to the wonderful gentleman applying the body art, whom I love so much.  He's so generous, and has a wonderful sense of humor.  He owns an adult toy store in Maine, and often brings little goodies to parties to hand out or give away as prizes.  This night he took a moment to apply some body art to me, and was so sweet in his choice:

I loved my art, and proudly displayed it, even texting it along.  But this man wanted me to meet someone who he had also applied some art to, a young man he thought was the cat's meow.  And that was how I met JT.

We spent the rest of my time at the party doing that meeting dance that the opposite sex does when it's sexually aroused by someone.  We hung out, we chatted, laughed, gossiped, sat together, and talked about our fetishes, likes and dislikes.  We didn't do anything except dance together, me grinding up on his cock, him threading his fingers thru my hair and yanking me up tight against his body, all six feet of it.  Yumm.

I added him to my yahoo that night when I got home, and he instant messaged me the next day.  He was fun, sweet, young, and sexy as hell.  What a welcome distraction.  Things blew up with Malcolm, and I didn't talk to JT for a couple of days, but he popped up online one night afterward, and we talked.  He was also fresh out of a relationship that had ended harshly, and we both agreed that some wallowing time together would be awesome.  I decided to ask him if he was interested in helping me host my group through the winter, and he was absolutely excited by the prospect, and by the idea behind it.  After spending a scorching weekend together (that's a whole OTHER blog), we're in negotiations on dates and locations for the BBW group.  I even have Ian's approval on my choice, and it's great to know that old friends won't give me their back simply because Malcolm and I are no longer a couple.

So always, the universe provides what you need to make it through.  How interesting. LOL.