Saturday With Mr. Henry

Mr. Henry made up for missed face time on Friday. I pick him up and we head to my house. He wants to go out. I don't want to go, but he doesn't go out much, so I take one for the team. We catch a cab to our lounge of choice. He's being such a gentleman on this particular evening. He pays for us to get in, buys my drinks, and pays for dinner...hmmm...I know what we'll be doing all night and all morning!

While we're out, we talk about a lot of things. I think he's starting to feel like I use him for sex. He made a couple of comments about me making him feel cheap because I only call him when I'm horny. He said it jokingly, but he brought this up last week when I went to his place. He also brought it up again at breakfast the next day.

The thing is I enjoy his company; we have a history together, however, when I wanted to take it there with him a few years ago, he wasn't ready for a girlfriend or a relationship. He also told me he is scared of titles.

So yesterday when he asked me what he is to me, ( I was caught off guard a little) I said the first thing that came to mind..."you're my fwb".

Sexy Sunday with Mr. Henry

So, I spent the whole day (and night) with Mr. Henry yesterday. We just hung, went to tons of stores, had lunch, and ended the night and morning at his place. (great night)

So let me rewind...we had some interesting conversations throughout the day.

Our conversations consisted of:

why me & Brian didn't hook up, and if I didn't have a visitor, would we have done it

Island Prince John, and how sexy he is, and how I'd go to see him if he wanted

Old Man Benjamin, & how he's too old for me, but I like flirting with him, and being somewhat of a tease

Why Mr. Henry has commitment problems

Mr. Henry and me, and how the sex is great and drum roll please....... the weird guy from the gym...

So, why did the weird guy come up? Well, low and behold, guess who I run into at Best Buy...yep. Tony.

It was interesting, quite interesting. We chatted for a minute.

Tony: Heyyyy, good to see you. Wow. I didn't recognize you. You look great! (huge grin)

Me: Thanks. You too.

Tony: Wow!!! What are you up to, who are you here with?

Me: Just hanging out with a friend, enjoying the weather

Tony: Boyfriend?

Me: No, just a friend

Tony: Where is he?

Me: Around here somewhere.

Tony: Wow, you look great! So different. Wow

Me: Uhhh, it's the hair... I've been in the gym...(I go to a different gym)

Tony: Yeah, I can tell!!!

F'in Fabulous Friday

I had a really, really great Friday. So, great, I almost want to repeat it every Friday! At first I wasn't going to go out, but I wanted to start working on getting my new line up. I started the night with happy hour drinks at a local lounge, went to a few more bars, actually went to a strip club...wow!!! That's where all the guys are...hmmm, it was quite interesting. I wonder if they have amateur night...just kidding...maybe...

Went to more clubs, but had a thought halfway through the drinking experience. I was horny...extremely horny. It's been awhile. (three weeks is a long time!) I call Mr. Henry.

Me: Where are you, I'm horny

Mr. Henry: Are you serious?

Me: Yes.

Mr. Henry: Are you sure you didn't have sex with 9 inches in Miami? (That's what he calls Brian...long story)

Me: Nothing happened

Mr. Henry: Ok, call me when you're on your way

Me: Don't go to sleep

Mr. Henry: I won't

Mr. Henry (Part 1 of many blogs)

So, just when I thought my Labor Day weekend was over, I get a call from "Mr. Henry". It will take too many blogs to describe our love/hate/passionate/on again off again fwb relationship. I met Mr. Henry 8 years ago in undergrad. We were actually friends for two years before we crossed the dark side together. I remember my first time I stayed at his house. It was the year I vowed celibacy. Mr. Henry was a complete sweetheart and gentleman, we slept on the couch together because he wanted to respect my "celibacy vow". In the morning he woke up & made me frozen waffles. (If you knew him, that was a big step for him)

Don't get it wrong, we had our moments. He could be a jerk a-hole when he wanted to be. He caused me to do psycho things I would never do to anyone, except him and his patio door and car. Hence the hate part in our relationship. We've both matured since the college days. I no longer throw bricks (although he found that quite sexy) he's still a jerk sometimes, just not a jerk a-hole. Also we're really honest with each other maybe a little too honest, but the honesty is refreshing and I like honesty.

So, he calls me around 11:30pm. Nothing out of the norm. We usually talk to each other once a day or at least a few times a week.

Mr Henry : What are you doing?

Me: Laying Down, what's up

Mr. Henry: Are you asleep?

Me: No, just laying here

Mr. Henry: Come Over

Me: Where are you?

Mr. Henry: Downtown

Me: You come over

Mr. Henry: No, I always come over, you come to me

Me: I have to work in the morning

Mr. Henry: Me too

Me: Did you have sex this weekend?

Mr. Henry: No.

Me: You really want me to come over?

Mr. Henry: Yes.