My friend D came up for the weekend. He has recently split from his girlfriend of 7 years. I used to work with him, about 10 years ago when I was still with the ex. It was funny - the ex hardly ever got jealous, but was jealous of D big time, because we spent most lunch times together, and he would often buy me a bar of chocolate (nt helped by me telling the ex that D bought me more chocolate than he did…. me? play on it? Never!)
Anyway, he came up Thursday, as we were going to a Burlesque show. I had bought an outfit to wear. From Ann Summers. Need I say more? Picture might appear, depends how I feel….. I had sent a picture of me when I tried it on to D, to ask whether he thought I should wear it or not - I wasn’t sure I actually had the balls to wear it! His reply was “No comment!” When I said that was a cop out, his reply was, “Well, it does show your tits off…….”
Then, when he got here, he admitted he had shown the picture to his friend, who made the insightful comment, “Nice fucking tits. Can’t see her face though.” I suppose I should be grateful he made the effort to notice my face was behind the camera!
I did wear it - and bless D, when he first saw me in it, he was so obviously making the effort to stare at my face, and not stare at my boobs! I told him he might as well just stare - I’d be wearing it all night… so he did *grins*.
We had lots of fun - he had bought a DJ specially for the night - he did say he had wanted one for a while, but even so. I had told him to buy a cummerbund and a ready tied bow tie….. however, someone else had told him a ‘real’ bow tie looked better, so he had bought one. And turned up with a printed sheet of instructions he’d downloaded off the internet - and expected me to help him!
I had downed a bottle of wine (only way I was ever going to wear the outfit!), and what a laff! However, I am super impressed with myself, as I managed to figure it out, and tie it for him. Helped having him down on his knees in front of me……….
Very weird though. We have always had a very flirty relationship. And big time flirting going on. But I am not sure who was the most scared. Things came very close on several occasions, but neither of us actually made the final move.
Friday night was incredibly weird! We went out to a pub near where I used to work, as there were going to be lots of people out I used to work with. When we got to the pub, walked into the garden, and there was FKM, with another friend N (I had mentioned N to D earlier, he once poured me into a taxi when I was incredibly drunk, such a nice bloke). We went into the pub, and it was heaving. “Let’s go back outside and talk to those two,” said D…… How could I explain just how weird that would be?
Made even weirder, by D, full of his enjoyable experience the night before started talking about the burlesque show, and before I could say anything, brought out his phone and was showing them both the picture! It takes a lot to embarrass me. I was mightily embarrassed!
And very, well, plain odd conversation later, when D had gone to the loo. FKM says to me, “So, are you and him, you know…..”. “No, I’m not.” Okay, slightly awkward conversation, but fair enough. Then he qualified it with, “N thought you were.” Why would he need to qualify it? Then he asked, “Well, okay. Why aren’t you then?” I could have launched into the “Why do I have to sleep with all of my male friends, I can have a bloke friend and it not be sexual, etc etc,” but in the end just went for the “He’s on the rebound.”
When FKM left, he started with the, “Let’s meet up for coffee, it’s been a while.” “I’m not saying yes, because I don’t want to be stood up.” He got very blustery, offended I would suggest such a thing. I told him to fuck off, given how many times he has said we’d meet, and then could not even be bothered to respond to a text there was no way I was agreeing to anything. He said hed text me over the weekend, said we’d meet up Sunday. I told him I wouldn’t hold my breath.
He did actually send me a text yesterday. However, none today suggesting meeting, I am fighting the urge to email him with an “I told you so” type thing…. Makes me laugh!
I have had such a fun weekend. More double entendres than a Carry On film. Lots of laughs. It’s been a while since I’ve spent any length of time with D. And until now I’ve never spent so much concentrated time with him. We got on really well.
He’s coming back in February. And I’m going there some time soon…….
