Your Ass Is Luscious

I ended up going down to AFB1’s apartment last night, about 9 or so. I texted Lauren to let her know and promised to check in later. AFB1 gave me the “grand” tour when I got there, despite our apartments being virtually identical. His bathroom is newer than mine, though, and he had better carpet. WTH???

I’m tired and lazy so let me hit the highlights:

• We watched TV again until he made his move. UGH. Criminal Minds is so not sexay.
• The bed was really comfortable.
• He also has ROPE attached to the bed … and he didn’t come right out and say it, but I think he wanted me to tie him up. Not sure. It was kind of disconcerting.
• Apparently, my ass is luscious and I know how to move it. Now you know.
• He’s a chatterbox. Oh holy hell, the man talks.
• His view of his oral skills might be a tad bit higher than my thoughts on the matter. He told me it was his favorite thing to do … but it was adequate. I mean, the job got done, several times, but I’ve had better.
• Lil’ Mr. AFB1 was not cooperating. It went up and down but never seemed to get fully hard. We started to do the deed but he lost the hard-on. By that point, I was just like, whatev. LOL
• I don’t remember the exact wording, but he asked if I was going to spend the night or go back to my place. WTF? I told him I could make it home. LOL
• While I was getting dressed, he kept yammering and showing me stuff around his apartment and gave me a movie to watch; I finally got out of there about 12.

As I told Lauren, it seemed kinda date-y to me. I had a really really bad experience a few years back with a fuck buddy that got too complicated. I don’t want that again. I’m sure we’ll see each other again; well, actually I’m not. We’ll see.