In conclusion...
Shane and I had an unusual lunch. I would say it was the most sensual lunch I have ever had with the most gorgeous guy ever.
I know, I know. I gush over him and his looks. What you have to understand is that I usually date men 10 to 20 years older than me, I am no spring chicken. I am in my 30's. That's all I will say about my age.
So, when I see a guy that I thought was in his late 20's actually be 2.5 times older, I can't help it. He is the epitome of European vie. He loves great cappuccino, great European cigarettes (on occasion) and he has an eclectic sense of style and living. His views on life are unique and I appreciate the new view from his mental window.
Back to lunch...
Shane is very touchy-feely. He's relaxed, calm and confident. Or at least he appears that way most of the time. He had ordered us a glass of wine. Yeah, I was on lunch from work. At little wine won't kill me. What the heck, right?
Our server was very accommodating and polite enough to keep calling Shane by his first name. "Shane, may I get you anything else; something for your guest?" queried our server. "No, no, no.... Thank you soooo much, Bec-keee! You've been a-ma-zing", he says with a smile and his thick muddled accent.
Here's a visual. We are sitting and enjoying lunch at this crowded, swanky cafe. The sun is shining. Shane and I are there sipping wine and things are perfect in this moment.
So, for the time we were there. Shane practically gave me a back massage, which felt wonderful, along with a hip, thigh and crotch massage. Yes, he was massaging my crotch and talking about work. Trust me, my memory fades a bit here because I could no longer hear anything that came out of his mouth. All I could do is try to deter his need to reach between my legs by holding his hand.
Look, I'll be honest. His touch was exhilarating, but I was just worried about what everyone else was thinking. I mean, couldn't they see what he was doing?
I wanted to yell out to the crowd, "Hello, doesn't anyone see Shane rubbing my thighs and crotch because if you are not watching, I'll just have him continue...I mean, we are outdoors, people... and I was worried about what this might look like if you are looking....but since you're not looking....I'll sit down now!!!"
That was the beginning of our whirlwind escapade. After an amazing lunch and succulent "See you later tonight" kiss after lunch, I was in no mental state to work the rest of the day. I was winging it and doing the bare minimum. By this time the wine wore off, thank goodness, but I still felt tipsy. Shane gives me more of an adrenaline rush than most risque things I've done in my life.
At lunch, Shane and I made plans to have dinner, as well. I mean, actually, we were supposed to just have dinner but the lunch came because...well, we wanted to see one another. It's that simple.
Dinner was supposed to be at 8 pm. At 6:47 pm, I receive a text from Shane. Shane is basically backing out of our dinner date letting me know that he might see me on Saturday. "Yeah right!", I thought " He works on Saturday. How the hell is he going to have time to see me on Saturday?"
Part Two of the Conclusion is coming later today.
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