Being comfortable

This week I had two wonderful dates with Eric. Earlier in the week I texted him to see if he had any plans that evening, and since he did not he suggested we get dinner. We met up at a place close to my office and we enjoyed a nice meal. 

The interesting thing about our friendship is that usually when we are out to dinner, or hanging out in public, it’s not a very romantic situation. We just act like very good friends. 

When we were done with dinner he asked if we could hangout over the weekend, so we made a date for Sunday night. We kissed a bit and then said goodbye. 

On Sunday I was assuming that I would just go over to his place but instead he invited me out to dinner again, but this time at a place near his apartment. The food was good and as usual, I was very comfortable around him. He doesn’t feel like a boyfriend because we don’t hold hands when we are walking down the street, or flirt at the table. It’s almost like we know what is gong to happen afterward so neither of us has to try very hard. However, we are very physically attracted to each other, but we just keep most of it behind closed doors. 

After dinner we went back to his apartment and things heated up pretty quickly. I think I’m getting used to the way he has sex. It’s not as rough or as loud as I am used to, but it’s sexy and sweet. Plus I am just more comfortable around him. I’ve opened up a bit and I’m feeling sexier in my own skin. 

When we were done having sex we decided to bring the blanket into the living room and watch a movie. I keep my clothes off (see I am getting comfortable) 

I really enjoy spending time with him, I’m just comfortable.