La Dee Da

Tess came to visit me at my new place since I did her the same favor. She came in on a Thursday so we had spa visits and lunched until the weekend hit. On Saturday we went club hopping. We started off at an urban bar then hit up a couple of posh spots, at which we were introduced to the owners, finally we ended up at Gino's restaurant.
It was not my intention to go there, in fact I made an effort to avoid it but a mutual friend was having a bash there afterhours and it simply could not be avoided.
Since it was very late in the morning I figured we would not run into him, he's not a big fan of the partying crowd.
We sashayed in, straight to the bathroom for some girl talk, then to my friend Evan's table, who was throwing the party. Sure the bar was closed to the public, but we got a bottle of champagne once we sat down.
The door opens, and as I glance at it, Gino walks in and catches my glimpse. He smiles and makes a beeline towards us. "Oh, God" I cringed inwardly.
"I wasn't expecting to see you here tonight." I said.
"Fine, then I'll leave" he said.
He must have heard the not so great things I've said about him.
"No don't, sit with us, how have you been? Have you met Tess?"

Of course he had, Tess' friend Rob introduced me to Gino over a year ago.
During the course of our conversation and mingling I got completely smashed.
Someone suggested we have a threesome, Tess, Gino and I.
But since Tess had a thing for Gino's best friend, I suggested we invite him; to curb the awkwardness of a threesome with an ex who I kind of despise.

We went to another afterhours venue and then Gino's house. He was probably expecting a full on orgy but I got sick in his bathroom. Once I recovered, we all sat down and had an intelligent conversation regarding race relations in the U.S., conspiracy theories and the direction of our careers. All in all, a great night/morning and in my book great conversation comes second to none. At around 8am I laid next to Gino and took a nap, only to be woken up by Tess two hours later, demanding we leave.
Once I got up to leave Gino pulled on my hand beckoning me to stay with him and put my other hand on his dick.
"Darling I would love to" I said, "but I really have to go".
With that, I bounded down the stairs to meet Tess at the car. We then drove back to may place, split a bottle of wine and went to bed for the entire day.

The torture started again, countless thoughts of Gino kept running through my mind, I had to have him. After working with a friend who casually mentioned him, I yearned to feel his body against mine. So I called him, actually I texted him. And he texted back. For the next 20 minutes a text-conversation ensued. I told him I wanted to fuck him. To which he replied that he would like to get sucked but not fucked. Feeling utterly rejected I turned my car around (I was headed towards his restaurant). I explained to him that I couldn't give him what he wanted because I was horny too. Then laid in bed and fell into a restless sex-deprived slumber.
Bastard!
It was just going to be sex. I don't want anything else from him.
My every material want has been satisfied and I could always call Michael for a genuine emotional connection, but Gino, I just wanted to have for one night and that was it.



Tess is indeed a high-end escort and has asked me to work with her on a part time basis. She comes from a lower middle class family, we met at a nightclub four years ago and have been friends ever since. The girl seems to think in order to get anything substantial from a man, she needs to give all of herself. This simply isn't so. So she has no standard of man she's trying to attract, she never says no and has all the crass habits she grew up with hindering her. Which becomes the end result of a very pretty girl with no class. Stripper material. Sometimes I just want to scream at her; RESPECT YOURSELF, OTHERWISE NO ONE ELSE WILL!
Last week I told her I wouldn't mind doing duos with her as long as I got to pick the client, structure the rate and the deal. She agreed. This can't be worse than searching for a sugar daddy. Besides, if our "work" is anything like the weekend at Earl's, I'll love it.



It is a possibility that MM may be falling for me. I know... completely utterly insane but true. The last time he was over, he inquired about my past relationships, asking how many men I've been with and other very third date questions. I told him what he wanted to hear.
He had mentioned introducing me to his family a while back, but this evening he specifically mentioned that he would set me up for an introduction with his Mother. Inside was a feeling half disbelief half sheer terror, but outwardly nonchalantly cool. If he was serious I'm sure I could handle meeting his Mother. But outside of the perfect arrangement we now have, I dare not drift. Deviating would make this a full blown relationship which I DO NOT wish to have. I will attempt to put a stop put to this madness.

PS: For those who inquired, I would not mind a bit if I was his wife and he "cheated" on me, I would like to know about it but I wouldn't discourage it, we all need variety every now and then. I plan to be a swinger when I'm married anyway, monogamy has never worked for me.