Dinner w Jason & other adventures

After leaving Nye guy's house early Friday morning, I went over to B's place for breakfast. He made me the fluffliest eggs. Yum. Then I headed over to the client's office 2 blocks away. I worked for a few hours and then around noon I went home to rest. Well, sort of. I ended up playing tennis with K and he drilled me on the wall. He had is little baby boy with him... a 1 1/12 year old cutie who ran after our tennis balls. He's my coach of sorts... he's been playing tennis for about a hundred years and skiing even more than that. So he's going to drill me in tennis, get my technique going so I can be good. Currently I suck.

I took a nap and ended up waking up late and being 25 minutes late to my dinner with Jason. I texted him I was going to be late, but he's never been a techie sort of person. He barely EVER turns on his cell phone! So by the time I got there I was doubting he'd still be there. But he was. Ever the faithful.

We had a stilted dinner conversation where we updated each other on our respective lives and adventures, friends we had in common, etc. I told him Mark was in Paraguay, he told me Alin is now in Denver and married. Blah blah blah. Then I dropped him off at his place and he left. Idiot didn't even think to ask me up to his apartment for a night cap. Seriously, this kid has even less game than the married forever Dutch guy. He texted me later:

1415xxx: My no. has changed. I'm terrible with my feelings, but tonight made me realize how much I still care about you. I know... this is not healthy. Above all

+1415xxx: , I want you to know you can count on me if you need anything... I will not flake out on you again.

Me: You're a fool. You could've asked me up for a night cap

+1415xxx: I am a complete fool.

After I dropped him off, I texted B to see what he was up to. He got a new toy... a baby Macbook Air. That thing was so small and so cute! I drooled over it appropriately and played with it a bit. Very cool. Jason could never appreciate this. He hates technology. Bah! B gave me a hit of his joint and I proceeded to cough my lungs up and become extremely high. We watched some TV, laughed our butts off, snuggled, and then had a great round of amazing sex. It certainly made up all the bad sex of 2011.

I guess B and I are friends with benefits of a sort. I've known him for years and he's been a great friend to me. The sex is something new, but I'm not complaining. It also doesn't get in the way of our friendship, thank god. He is a master at going down on a woman. I can't say I've ever experienced better... well maybe except for this one lesbian, but you can't compare apples and oranges, even when they're doing the same thing. B's a guy with a serious Last Lover Fallacy issue... except the lover that did him in was 8 years ago and he still hasn't quite gotten over her cheating on him. I hope he gets therapy. In fact, I think he's looking into it. He's had several long term relationships throughout the years, but I don't believe he was ever emotionally involved.

Anyhow, B and I have our love for gadgety things, cars, motorcyles, and technology. And a great love of our own space. So we deal with each other very well, very objective, very non complicated, but also great friends sort of way. I give him lots and lots of space, don't crowd him, and if I hover... he is sure to let me know it instantly. And I never take offense. And he has no expectations of me whatsoever. I'm just a pal who comes over once in a while, eat great food together, sometimes smoke together. The sex is new, but I don't always have sex when I'm over there. There's no expectations of it. Sweet!

Tonight I have to be at the yachtclub for dinner and then drinks afterwards with D. I think I'll have one drink and then head out. I had a mimosa this morning already and I gotta keep the drinking down. Also... I never made it to the Bubble Lounge, the stupid pot did me in. And the wonderful sex on the couch. So after that, B fed me and I hardly moved a muscle for the rest of the night.