You could be forgiven for thinking that my new "relationship" with "Dakota" consisted of nothing but sex. After all, the first few months we knew each other almost entirely took place in Ryan's bed. She's made no secret of her willingness to explore that side. Hell, we share a mattress today, which does get rather "cozy."
The morning after the events of my last post, I woke up to find her gazing at me with those pretty blue eyes. Given the late night I'd had, it was not my usual early start.
When she noticed I was awake, she purred, "Tell me I wasn't dreaming last night."
"Depends," I said in a low tone, "What do you think happened?"
"I think you asked me to be your girlfriend," she said as she traced a line up my torso with her finger.
"I guess I did," I said with a half-smile. "I mean, I think what I said was, it's too much work to fake it as much as we have been, so we might as well try dating."
"You're such a romantic, it gets me wet," she snarked.
She leaned in and kissed me. That became a full-on make out session, bodies intertwined, hands searching one another.
She could tell my body was getting "revved up," but put the brakes on.
"I do want this, but I want something else, first," she said.
"What's that?" I asked, kissing her neck.
"A date."
I reared back, somewhat surprised. "Pardon?"
"I haven't dated in so long," she said. "The passion went out of my and Mary's relationship, and then with Ryan -- I mean, you -- it was pretty much all physical."
"I recall," I said, blushing as I remember some of the things we were into during our fling.
"I'm a lady," she said, "And I want to be treated as such. I'd like to be romanced at least a little bit."
"Oh, you're a lady?" I teased, picking her lips with mine, "Is that why your hand is on my crotch?"
"I didn't specify what kind of lady," she snickered, then removed her hand. "I want to know that this chemistry is real, before our first time."
"And what if it's not real?" I asked, "What if we find out we actually have nothing to say to each other and there's no spark?"
"Then I guess the sex will just be meaningless," she shrugged.
