You are all dying to know if my burning loins got the better of me with the lovely new one I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. Sorry to disappoint – they didn't. But I have a feeling they will soon. It took all my willpower to resist, he was something special, but my strict rule of no lust-driven mistakes on the first date still stands.
The weather has been wet and miserable for so long, but on our date we had an absolutely gorgeous day for it. In the time we had been getting to know each other, he mentioned his life had become predictable, and his wife had forgotten how to have fun. I never intentionally set out to prove the mistress can do it better, but on this occasion I could see he needed a change, even for a few hours. I decided to meet him by the river, figuring he'd enjoy doing something a little more child-like than a sensible lunch and a chat.
It took all my willpower to resist, he was something special, but my strict rule of no lust-driven mistakes on the first date still stands.
We met in the car park near the river. We both got out of our cars and took those first tentative steps towards each other, then his face broke into a huge smile and he picked me up and kissed me (yes I know - it's just not right at my age, and god knows how he managed it). It was a gorgeous, wet, passionate kiss I absolutely loved and melted into. He was lush!! Oh my, I sound like someone off Gavin and Stacey, but it was the only word I could think of to describe him, even to a point of actually saying it when he finally put me down on the floor. I caught my breath and said 'You're lush', but I have no idea where the Welsh accent came from. It surprised us both! We burst out laughing, he took my hand and we headed off for the river.
Apparently, one of his great talents, apart from kissing, is skimming stones, so he was in his element on the rocky banks of the Swale. Kids were trying to compete with him but simply couldn't. At one point I did wonder if he remembered I was there but it was very lovely watching this sensible businessman let his hair down and have so much fun.
We walked the length of the river hand in hand, like a couple who had been 'courting' for ages. We talked all the way, sat on rocks dangling our feet in the freezing cold water, getting to know everything about each other, punctuated by the occasional lovely snog. Not a sensible, polite kiss, but a full on, 'feel-like-you're-16-again' snog. He didn't try to crudely grope me – unlike most single men I know - so that was a bonus (or was it?). When we got back to the cars we didn't want to part. We bought an ice cream and sat people watching and chatting a little longer. When we had finished I pointed out the playground across the road and his eyes lit up. He nodded enthusiastically, like an eight year old, and grabbed my hand. Swings first because, as he pointed out, it was the only piece of equipment we wouldn't need to physically remove kids from. I haven't giggled so much in years, not sensible laughing, but plain and simple, side-splitting, tummy-aching giggling.
We moved around all the equipment, including the slide but I had to stop when my fat backside stopped me part way down the slide and he had to pull me down by the feet! It was like a sketch from a comedy show but well worth the humiliation! We sat on the bouncy animals, he had the frog and I jumped on the duck, and we bounced back and forth on massive springs, giggling and talking until all the kids had gone home for tea and the weather had started to cool.
We still weren't done, but both had things we had to get home for, so we said one drink in the local pub and then we'd go, but it didn't happen. We sat there all evening and finally dragged ourselves apart at 9.30. It had been a lovely date, I had thoroughly enjoyed his company and after the big snog at the end of the night, full of passion and promise, I can't wait to do it again.
I'm so relieved we didn't book the hotel room straight away. Although I'm sure it would have been an afternoon to remember, I would never have met the relaxed, fun-loving, juvenile side to him, which was thoroughly adorable. I'm seeing him again in a week or two – watch this space.
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