Well, this weekend yielded some interesting results in this ongoing saga. I will start by emphasizing the need for couples, new partners, and everything in between to maintain open lines of communication. It is imperative that each person foster a culture of openness, honesty, and transparency. Otherwise, missteps can/will be made, and things can end before they really have a chance to blossom.
On Sunday, we agreed on walking in another park (I guess this is our thing now). I made us a light lunch of sandwiches and chips. The weather was unseasonably warm but still nice. I noticed after we left the car that Hannah’s hand kept grazing mine as we started our tour of the park. I guessed that she wanted to hold my hand. I didn’t want to assume this right off but in hindsight, I feel she enjoys this more than anyone I’ve ever been with. I haven’t yet asked but I think it’s because I make such a big deal about how lovely and soft her hands are.
As has become customary when we spend time alone, we kiss a great deal. It’s obvious that she likes my kisses and I hers. Kissing, I feel, is probably the most intimate act two people can engage in. It involves a complete “letting go” of your inhibitions (even if it’s just momentary) to open your mouth and accept another’s upon yours. Yes, sexual intercourse is very intimate, but the exchange that comes with kissing can get you lost in the moment.
Even though we do a great deal of kissing, it is not to make overt public displays of affection. We aren’t like, “Hey, people! Look at us!” It may just be in response to a question or answer or a look or a caress. I love that we are both in tune with this little activity and there was no prompting from either of us. The park we were in was somewhat busy with people, families, children. But there are so many different paths you can take, and the park is big enough that we found ourselves alone much of the time. I noticed that she likes to squeeze, caress, and pat my bottom and awful lot!
As afternoon turned to evening, we finally packed up and headed home. Once we got to Hannah’s place (that she shares with a roommate), I parked the car and we got out to talk some more and kiss goodnight. I think Hannah enjoys that she’s been able to share very intimate and intense details of her life, without me getting spooked or becoming judgmental or treating her differently. As I got in my car and started to back out of the parking spot, she came over and leaned in my window and said, “So, when are you planning on coming to bed with me?”
Now, the animal in me (and there is an animal in all of us) wanted to jump out of the car while it was running and take her in the bushes right then and there! But the gentleman in me had to remain calm, cool, and collected. I said, “Whenever you invite me.” She stared at me for a minute as I smiled at her. Then she gave me a peck on the cheek and whispered in my ear, “Stay tuned.” I am definitely staying tuned!