Let me tell you about Mark. He’s charming, romantic and has two kids.
Mark is 29 and has two kids to a woman who walked out on them. So yes, he has them full time.
This weekend just gone Mark asks me out for a drink and because I’m a skanky little hornbag who had nothing to do on a Friday night I said yes.
He told me about the kids, which I don’t have an issue with. Hey, they didn’t come out of my vagina, right?
We hit it off. Like REALLY hit it off. The kids were away the whole weekend so I stayed at his place Friday, Saturday AND Sunday night. And my god, the sex is fucking amazing.
Not only that but he cooked me dinner, gave me a massage and bought me coffee. Winner.
I saw him again last night, we drove out to an out-of-town hill that’s pretty… well… remote. There was a full moon and he played music and sang to me and the we had even more amazing sex. I’m talking lift me up onto the tray and pound the orgasms out of me kind of sex. And don’t even get me started about his tongue.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been romanced, and I think I really like this guy.
Sounds serious, right?
Nope. Neither of us are looking to get into anything serious. Which is fucking perfect. Just someone to have fun with without having to worry about keeping distant.
Will keep y’all updated x