Tuesday, November 04, 2014

A hug is just a hug... but more - part 2

After I parked the car in a parking lot across the street from the restaurant, my guy and I got out, and found the ticket machine. After figuring out that you had to press a sequence of buttons to get an $8 ticket for overnight parking, we headed back to my car to place the ticket on the dash, and headed towards the restaurant.

My guy immediately grabbed my hand. He wanted to hold it, which is one of many charming qualities about him. It felt so good as we walked together.
"I want to hug you. Can I hug you now?"
"Okay," I said, as we stopped in the middle of the parking lot.
We hugged. It was such a warm embrace on a cool autumn evening. He pressed up against me. I could feel how hard his member was against me. We kissed. It was a long, sweet, meaningful kiss. I caressed the back of his head.

When we unlocked lips, I felt like I was walking on air. It was the best feeling in the world. I felt euphoric. We both did, to the point where we needed a moment to figure out where the restaurant was.

You would think that being with him for three years wouldn't cause such sparks to fly when you kiss and hug. After all, we have locked lips and have embraced a multitude of times. This one was special. We both felt it.

We walked some more, once we figured out in which direction to go. We were still holding hands. My guy pulled me aside, in front of a closed dry cleaning place.

We hugged and kissed some more. There is something so romantic about doing so when it's nightfall and it's dark. He groped my buttocks. I caressed his chest.

I was so happy that I could barely walk into the restaurant. Well, it was also because my guy was still groping my butt as we waited to be seated.

Date nights are fun. It is rare that we have a date night in Toronto. It just felt like a special evening with that special person.


  1. So nice to have a special nite with a special person.


    1. I agree! It's nice to hear from you again, FD. Hope all is well with you.

  2. Thanks CB...really enjoyed reading this chapter of your date night. I am sure the rest was just as good if not better! ;)

    Hugs and Blessings...

    1. Thanks, Cat! I finally got my final chapter posted. It has been a crazy week. It's nice to blog again.

  3. It does feel wonderful to be loved isn't it? I remember the first time my wife and I were in a car together and she just put her hand on my leg. Nothing special, just resting. And I know it made me feel the king of the Netherlands.


    1. It does. It may seem like such a small gesture, like putting a hand on a thigh. It feels good. I do that often to my guy, too. It's nice to show affection and to feel loved.