I’ve continued to write the story of my recent vacation to Europe and the UK, and I know it’s taking me a while to write it. In the meantime, life keeps rolling along. Today, something upsetting happened and I want to write about it, so I’m going to interrupt the story for a bit.
So…
You remember Bachelor Party Marty, yes? We’ve been having this on-again off-again fling for over 3 years. He’s 17 years younger than I am. And sure, we both knew it was a fantasy fling, but we also kept in touch and had a real relationship happening, for whatever that’s worth.
This year he’d spent a good portion of the year on the East Coast, traveling all over and working remotely. He’d still text me from place to place and let me know how he’s doing, and we even had plans to hook up in NYC while he was there - he suggested having a threesome with someone he knew and I was a bit reluctant about that, but I was looking forward to seeing him again.
Turns out, we weren’t in the city at the same time, so we made plans to see each other when I was back in our city. All good, right?
But the next time we were going to see each other, he spent a LOT of time texting about the build-up and what we were going to do and how we were going to do it. It was days in the making, and I was very excited to have the “itch scratched” as I like to call it.
However, before we had a chance to meet, he apologized via text, telling me that he was with someone and was in a committed relationship now and even though he wanted me, he had promised himself to someone else and was going to be faithful to that relationship.
I was a little bummed about it, but also knew that it would help me to focus more on getting into a real relationship myself. I’ve written about this numerous times - any time I sleep with someone I get feelings. My heart gets involved. That’s just how I roll and that’s just who I am. I can’t help it.
So with Bachelor Party Marty out of the picture, I could focus.
It was at that time I was going out with The Surgeon and he took me to dinner at this amazing sushi place. Later in the evening, BPM sent a text telling me that he saw me there. This was only about 3 days after he told me that we needed to stop whatever this was that we had.
3 days after that, his sexy texts started up again. I told him he was being really naughty, and he agreed, but that he just couldn’t help it…that he couldn’t stop thinking about how sexy and hot I am. Of course, my ego went nuts. Here was this smoking hot young guy telling me how much he still wants me.
We kept up the texting. And of course it got hotter and hotter. For two more months, we let this build. And at this point, I thought for sure things had cooled off with the girlfriend. I made an assumption that I suppose helped me justify why he would continue to text me after telling me that he wanted to be faithful.
That, and of course, the fact that this was a ‘fantasy’ relationship, right?
So, over this past week, we built this thing up so much that we made a date for me to come over THIS afternoon (Sunday) so we could fuck alllllll afternoon. We had everything planned out. He even told me how he was going to make me orgasm and how many times he was going to do it. It was the most exciting build-up I’ve ever felt. I was actually very, VERY excited…especially since I’d had that dalliance with the ultra young 22 year old on my trip. I was thinking that a 32 year old actually seemed more legitimate and…what would be the word…as if it were kind of a real ‘thing’ and less of a dirty hook-up??
Let’s just say I was feeling quite cocky and very self-assured as a more mature woman. Here I was, flinging around with all the hot, young, BEAUTIFUL men. I have been feeling extremely desirable lately.
So. Imagine my disappointment to get this text this morning. You can also see my answer to this text in the same IG post.
But what I didn’t include was what was in between these two texts.
So, he’d sent the first text saying he was sorry, but that he needed to save himself for his girlfriend and that he was sorry for being a big fucking tease….
And THEN he sent a series of 5 or 6 photographs of his girlfriend!! And these were photos of her body: her tits, her pussy, her ass, EVERYTHING!!!
He said, “This is what I’m looking forward to…just so you have an idea. She’s so fucking hot and I just can’t fuck this up.”
And right then and there, my heart cracked.
My ego is pretty shattered. This made me very sad. I know it’s ridiculous and I shouldn’t even give a shit, but it is what it is and my heart is my damn feeling heart!!
I didn’t love this guy, Bachelor Party Marty, but it was something different and exciting for me. I realize that this is strictly an ego thing, but it really hurts and makes me ache for a real relationship that much more.
I desperately want to find it.
xox,
GS
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