Saturday, August 14, 2010

The Co-Worker - Part 2

That night, I drove to The Co-Worker's house and he and I watched tv, talked about work and had sex. It wasn't quite making love and it wasn't quite fucking. We had been friends for years. It was something else. While inside me, he leaned down and said "you don't know how long I have wanted this." I guess they were on to something all along. I spent the night with him and the next morning, I left.

We would repeat these late night meetings. It was good. We would lay with each other and laugh about work and mutual acquaintances. Things were nice with him. They weren't great. They were far from bad. Nothing was overly emotional, or even emotional at all. We just were. The sex was good. It was calm.

Then, one day it just stopped. We still talk on the phone occasionally. There were no hard feelings. Nothing happened. We can still go on being friends and maybe one day we will even find ourselves as bedmates again. I wouldn't mind either option. He's there. And I will always contact him when I come back to town. We were friends. We had sex. Nothing went wrong. We are still friends.

This is a short post for good reason. It wasn't exciting. It was exactly what it was. It was just something that happened. And, I am glad that it did.

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I am the product-child of the Women's Lib movement. I have a grade A education, a promising career and no immediate goal for children or a spouse. I will be 30 this year and I have spent many years in monogamous relationships. In and out of 1 to 2 year relationships, I always dated with the goal of meeting someone special. Most of the time I didn't date. Most of the time I found myself falling into relationship after relationship. These relationships were doomed to fail. They were all built on expectations that were, for me, unattainable. I love meeting new people. I find sex enjoyable and empowering and I am not happy when I am monogamous. So, after my last break-up, after taking some time to grieve, I decided to cut my societal puppet strings and get back in the game. I set out on a mission to spend the Summer of 2010 dating as many men as possible. My only initial criteria was attraction. My only limitation was - no love and no structured relationships. This is my date by date tale of what life can be like outside of the goals of relationships and love.
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