Nooner with Nooner

The drought is officially over.  Nooner and I were able to have a real life nooner for a change (the fact that it was at 2pm the day after Valentine’s Day doesn’t really mean anything to me).  I mean I don’t have to tell you that the sex was amazing despite my premature ejaculation (what? It was a long 3 months).  This time I knocked his socks off (only he would get that joke).

It took awhile before he made the move (with an extra heavy episode of SVU playing in the background), but eventually he made a move, trying to convince me that since it was my place, I had to make the move, bro, please, I have enough to worry about.  I wore a cute Miu Miu bra and panty set, not that he noticed, but just goes to show you that lingerie does NOT go a long way. 

I like Nooner because we both have psycho schedules so meeting at noon isn’t out of the ordinary, and in fact preferred.  When physical chemistry is this good, however, I try to see if I can push the envelope, and during our post-coital chitchat, I offered up the idea of going on an actual date (which to me, includes dinner, drinks, and sex).  I find myself doing this whenever I meet someone I have a great physical connection with.  

That being said, I’m kind of surprised that I was even able to get it up for him.  Lately, it’s a session or two and I’m over you, but maybe it’s because I don’t see him that often, and he isn’t trying to be cutsie with me that lets it work for me.  It doesn’t hurt that he’s hot and left me with my legs quivering. 

Nooner is a good guy.  I keep pushing him to find himself a good girl simply because a good guy like him should be with a decent girl.  I also like Nooner because he’s not intimidated by me, and there are few dudes out there that are like that.  I’m sure he’s not perfect, but at this time, a dude like him is all I need.

In any event, if any of you ladies out there are looking for a good guy, I know one.  This one is dedicated to Nooner, who fully satisfied me, without his socks, for Valentine’s Day.