The last few weeks have been so busy that I haven’t had the time to sit and write, but boy do I need to!
Let’s go all the way back to Valentine’s Day weekend. The Unicorn and I went for a hike that Sunday. It was quite a nice day and it was the first time seeing each other after the whole friendzoning incident. It was nice to know that we really can be just friends without any drama. We even had the opportunity to pick ticks from each other’s bodies which I could have very much done without. Luckily for me, I was off that Monday and Tuesday for Mardi Gras break(yay for living in South Louisiana!). I spent those two days in recovery from the hell I put my body through. I was quite proud of myself though.
On that Monday, I received several text messages from Ron. He wanted me to come over for sex. I tried to set him straight through text messages and even mentioned that I had given up on sex and dating. This did not work. It eventually ended in me going to his apartment. But not for sex. I finally got a lot of things out that I had been holding in. And it was time to say goodbye. Hopefully the last goodbye. I blocked his phone number when I got home. He has no more hold on me.
Then there was last weekend. I spent the entire weekend with Glen, Kevin, and the Unicorn getting the house ready for it’s appraisal this last week. It was exhausting, but I have to get it appraised to get it refinanced to get Ron’s name off of the mortgage. It’s truly the last thing that ties us together. I woke up Saturday morning to a text from the Beast that he had sent in the middle of the night the night before. It was just a simple “Hey what’s up?”. I figured he wanted some pics or dirty talk as he’s in a relationship and I am longer physically useful to him. I didn’t respond and went about my day. In the middle of the afternoon, he sends another “Hey” type text. I decided to respond this time. Apparently he’s single again and wanting to see me soon.
So screw that whole no sex and dating thing. I could really turn anyone down. Anyone. The Unicorn could have walked in naked and I could have said no to him. There is just no way in hell I could say no to the Beast. He’s literally the best sex I’ve ever had. Who could say no to that?!?!
As always, we had scheduling issues, but I knew I would be seeing him soon. And that was all I could think about all week.
I finally saw him Thursday night. It wasn’t the best we’ve had, but it was still really good. Somehow, he seems to have grown up over the last few months, even if it is ever so slightly. We picked up right where we left off. Back to fisting and stretching. It felt really good. He played with my ass for a little while as well. At one point, he had a dildo in my pussy and his fingers in my ass. It felt amazing. And then he fucked me. My god, he could fuck me all day, everyday and I would be so happy.
So, the Beast is in a band. His band had a gig Friday night. Realizing that I’ve never seen him outside of my house, I decided I would be in attendance Friday night. I just didn’t want to go alone and this is Glen’s weekend with his daughter. So for shits and giggles, I asked the Unicorn to accompany me. He has full knowledge of who the Beast is and that we are back at that. He agreed to come with me!
Friday night, Unicorn and I had a late dinner and then went to this little dive bar to watch the Beast’s band. The band was actually pretty good. We each had a few drinks and played pool most of the time. When the band took a break, the Beast came and talked to me for a while and Unicorn made himself scarce. It was kind of awesome and unexpected. The Beast was very intoxicated, so at some point I offered to take him home(mine) and bring him back to his car in the morning. He said he would think about it. I was thinking that would be interesting as the Unicorn had also come in my car.
At the end of the night, The Beast went to a friends to crash on their sofa. And the Unicorn and I headed back to my place where he was supposed to get his car and go home. That’s not what happened. While walking to the car, I realized the Unicorn had not paced himself with his drinking. I had never seen him like that before. He hung out of my sunroof the entire way home. I told him that I wasn’t going to allow him to drive home like that I and I thought it would be best if he spent the night. We got home and I got him to bed. I actually put on pajamas for a change and he stripped down to his boxers. He laid down, and that’s when it started…..
And he puked.
And just when I thought he couldn’t anymore, he was doing it again. I have to say, cleaning up someones puke is not sexy and definitely made it easy to not try to have sex with the drunken man in my bed. I think that finally was the last nail in the “just friends” coffin.
So the Beast is back and I’m getting over the Unicorn. Who would have thought?