My Overdue Overnight Guest

I have to tell this to someone and since I’m reluctant to tell -and least for now- any of my friends, I will write it in my blog.

I had an overnight guest last Saturday. It was Chris of course. I have not slept with a man in quite a while. I guess it has been about a year and a half. That seems crazy. I enjoy sex, I really do, I just don’t feel comfortable doing it outside of a relationship. The idea of a one night stands creep me out a little. The soonest I have ever slept with a guy is three dates. I’ve seen Chris about six times, I guess.

Anyway, let me return to last Saturday. Chris walked me to my apartment door after I had spent the evening at his apartment watching TV and just relaxing. We stopped at my front door, I turned towards him and I kissed him. We kind of lingered there for a few seconds and then Chris sort of whispered to me, “You know, someday I’d like us to spend the night together.” He then quickly told me that he was not rushing me; that he just wanted me to know how he felt.

What was really weird was that I felt pretty much the same way. After all, I had not been intimate with a guy in a long time. I smiled and whispered back to Chris, “How about tonight?”

I really shocked him with my response. I’m pretty sure I shocked him in a good way, but I definitely did shock him. He did not know quite what to say for a few seconds. Finally he gave me this little nod and said okay. I turned towards my door and started to unlock it when Chris told me that he did not have any condoms. There was a little bit of frustration in his voice. I unlocked the door and then told him that if he trusted me, I would trust him. After all, I had not been sexually active since the middle of last year, and Chris had not been sexually active in six months, not to mention that he confessed to having only two partners ever. Anyway, I thought the risk was minimal, and if Chris felt the same way, a trip to the drug store would not be necessary. I had mentioned to Chris a week or so earlier that I was on birth control, so that was not an issue. He said okay, and we went on inside my apartment.

We did not rush, but still, we pretty much went straight into the bedroom. For a few minutes we just stood by the bed and kissed. Chris really is a very good kisser. He finally started unbuttoning my blouse, but it was pretty obvious that he was very nervous because his hands fumbled around a lot. Of course I was not exactly the calmest person on earth either.

When both of us were finally nude, we climbed onto the bed. Chris was very sensual, surprisingly sensual, actually. He knew both when, and where to slide his hands, and how to stroke with his fingers. I had an arm wrapped around his neck and we kept each other busy with kisses.

I know I eventually relaxed a little, but Chris seemed to remain pretty nervous. With me, nervousness will not necessarily hurt my performance, but with Chris being a guy, not everything operated exactly on cue. He said he was sorry but I told him that I was in no hurry and whenever he was ready, I was ready. I think my attitude seemed to actually help him relax because a minute or two later things began to happen.

One thing I liked about Chris from the beginning is that he is a thoughtful guy. That thoughtfulness comes through in his lovemaking. But still, things did not go completely smooth that first time. Chris accidentally pulled my hair once, which got us both giggling. But overall I could not complain.

The second time, and hour later, things went a whole lot better. I’m not sure Chris would agree though because I got a little too wound up and drew blood when I scratched his back. I did not even know I had done it until we were done. Chris: my wounded warrior. :)