Magic

Coach and I met the next day.  We had dinner in this awesome pizza place, good thing we both love to eat.  I was so excited to see him and I guess he was excited to see me too coz when we saw each other, we just kissed... it was the "I miss you much!" kind. I realized we never did care who was watching us, and to think both of us were never fans of displaying affection in public.

So we ate and we talked and we just can't stop gazing at each other's eyes. I got scared all of a sudden and thought what if this person suddenly disappears? Then I shouldn't get used to this. So again, I told him about me being with him is nothing serious. I'm just enjoying the moment coz I enjoy being with him yada yada yada.. then he just held my face, looked me in the eye and told me not to stop him from loving me. I was speechless at that very moment and to think I never ran out of something to say.

And so we drove around later that night until he asked me if he can bring me somewhere private. Naturally, I said yes.

The sex was wonderful. It was magical. And he does not stop. I wasn't complaining but it was something I haven't felt in a very long time. I wanted more, he wanted to do it many times every single day. Everything was just perfect; I couldn't say anything bad about it.

He came inside my mouth and I swallowed. Even his cum is yummy. I swallowed once before and I gaged and spit it out.  Not this time though. I couldn't get enough of him.

We showered afterwards, we did it again in the shower and again after shower and again while I was trying to fix my face and put make up on. If only his friends aren't bugging him with calls and texts, we would have probably stayed there the whole night. Too bad we had to go and meet up with his friends... it was Friday night after all.

And so later that night I hang out with a bunch of racers who doesn't have anything else to talk about except cars and how much money they spent on this and that. He held my hand the whole time and kissed me from time to time.  His friends told me though that it was his first time after all these years of bringing a girl in one of their meet ups. I was flattered of course but it doesn't mean I believed it.

He just kept on saying how happy he was and that he will make sure that I get out of my current relationship. He wants to steal me this time.

And so the night has to end of course and he took me home, we parked somewhere for awhile and we made out for God knows how long until we finally had to say goodbye for the night.

When I got home, The Boyfriend was so mad, it was 4 in the morning after all. We had a huge fight and I finally had the courage to lay down every single thing about him that I hate so much. And I told him all the reasons why I fell out of love. I didn't even care if he was going to hit me or kill me at that time; I just had to say it. But he never knew I was seeing somebody, he doesn't need to know that.

We broke up that night.