EXFX - Continued...........

I've seen him a couple of times since the night I got soaked on the way home from his house. 

His flirt game has upped in his very own quite niche way, which is using terminology such as his 'balls are always happy when I'm around' (I know, go figure) or do I want him to make a diversion and come to mine after he's been out (it's a small village and he lives approx 3 minutes walk away from me and has to not far walk past my road) 

He came over one evening on the pretext of giving me a massage but he's not very good at massage apparently so didn't, however he did take me to bed for a bit (still didn't quite get to sex) but he did actually remember it was was a two person event this time, that's positive right?

He's not the best communicator, it can be every day, once a week, longer, who knows, I usually let him initiate contact though, he's normally first and it's rare I suggest we see each other, he does the leg work. 

I guess we still talk fairly regularly but I like a bit more consistency and I probably do favour at least daily communication and it's quite rare we have that between us, although sometimes we do...... yeah, I guess it's a bit like that really! I am used to it with him though and I've now learned not to overthink it with him. A phrase I'm going to use is one I'd like to live by more really 'it is what it is' 

He works in timber and I've had some stuff from them recently for the garden (that was a funny conversation when my carpenter called them and he answered and the phone was passed to me - he said he nearly didn't recognise my posh voice, I mean I've never spoken to him on the phone before so why would he?! I've been waiting on the developer to make changes to the wall and then for the trellis from his company to go up, once the wall was up I sent him a photo, he said he didn't think I needed the trellis anymore but said he'd come over and have a look if I wanted a second opinion, which I did. 

We had a couple of days of his version of flirting and asking me if I'd put the pool up yet and when he asked me on the Sunday I said that I was going to put it up but that he would be going in it, he said he didn't want to go in it, he'd asked me for several days if I'd put it up yet, why wouldn't you?

He messaged a little later and asked if I was in, said he'd pop round and that I would see him before I heard him, meaning he was driving, I told him that was very lazy and he should leave the car at home, he said he was already out. 

He turned up, minus the car and I commented that it was nice he had actually done as he was told for once, we went to sit outside with a drink, he had said in the week he had a pop rivet gun and would fix my kitten pen for me, so he got me to take me up and show him, realising that it was more complicated than he'd originally thought. 

As we walked back downstairs he said something about not having eaten so I offered a sandwich, he said he was fine but he'd like a kiss and pulled me into him, he got a bit hot and steamy in the hall and he suggested going up to bed, I told him that he'd be getting in the pool first...... I mean it did seem like he needed to cool off?

As I pulled my shorts off he commented about me getting ready for the pool, I said that I'd always been getting in and had my bikini on underneath, he changed into his trunks and got in the pool, I mean it took him ages and he moaned a lot about how cold it was (it really wasn't that cold, it was over 30 and sunny, the pool was lovely) he stayed in about half hour and then got out, I got out too and came in to go to the loo, as I walked back through the house he was standing there, keen to get back to where we'd been before the pool, we went up to my room and I think we may have got to sex this time apart from 'have you got any protection' to which I explained that not even condoms have that long on their expiry date! 

I've not had sex with anyone in 4/5 years so any I have had in that time have gone out of date and been chucked away, in fact not even just one box has met its fate like this, if I was seeing someone I think I'd have time to preempt it moving on and rectify that but I've not been sure that we'll ever get there. 

Again we never quite got there, I'm still not back on that horse. He cuddled me for a bit and we chatted for a while before he got dressed and went home. 

Although it was more normal as it was an afternoon I still feel like the getting dressed and going home bit makes it feel a bit transactional? 

I had to order some hinges for the kitten pen, so I messaged him when they arrived, he said he could possibly do it that day and then a bit later that he was tired, when I didn't hear anymore from here I assumed he wasn't coming over.....

It was just over a week later that I heard from him but he has been away for the weekend with friends and only got back Monday night. 

The Trellis has posed a problem, it needs to go back but my carpenter wants to take it back when he's there so has asked me to contact him to find out when he is in work but I didn't want to contact him because it's rarely me that makes the first move, the carpenter just knows we're friends, so he probably wonders why I'm stalling, instead of being more keen on getting my money back, truth is I'm stalling because I didn't want to be making the first move at getting in touch. 

On Tuesday night I had the lovely date with The Pilot, you know the sort of date that you get carried away from, when you turn up and they actually look and sound how you expect, they haven't lied about themselves, they look like their photos, the conversation flows and you get home and get a message saying they'd like to see you again, followed by actually arranging to see you again............ yes, those weird and wonderful dates that nearly NEVER happen to me! 

And a few hours later XBFX sends a message about coming over, I'd had nothing in over a week..... I didn't want to make a decision because I don't know what's going on in the background with either of them. I do worry about ruining the friendship between XBFX and I but it was only just over a week ago that we were talking about a group of guys that go away on 'boys weekends' and cheat on their respective partners, he said that 'chance would be a fine thing' when he's away and I'm not sure that didn't really tell me all I need to know. 

Then Thursday brought Date Two with The Pilot, which was just as good as Date One, all of my multi dating theories went out of the window as I now wouldn't want to go on a date with anyone else until we know where we are and have explored things further. I said that there wasn't a hurry as the date I originally needed it for had passed and I had a few weeks before the next one, we had a quick chat, he's still got things going on at work and that was it...................

Until I bumped into him on Saturday night, while I was walking home with his ex, her boyfriend and one of his mates, he's read my message and hasn't replied, so I'm guessing that I'm in the dog house. 

He also appeared on my Tinder feed last night (I'm not on there because I'm looking to date, I'm on there because I feel if The Pilot's still dating I should at least be looking) 

I had a Facebook notification this morning reminding me that it was a year ago he first came to the house after getting in touch again, we spent the evening in the garden, having a drink while looking at the stars in my beautiful new house (it wasn't romantic like it sounds!!) 

Life is never simple around here is it?

The Pilot - Date Two

Two dates in three days, this is totally unheard of for me, two dates in two weeks maybe, three days, I don't think has ever happened before.......

I was terribly nervous, you can't dress up for a date at home, it was hot so I was in jean shorts and a black vest top, no makeup, freshly washed but 'un done' hair. 

He said he was excited to come over, the girls in my response being the cats, obviously, he gave me his ETA as he left home and I really did feel all of the pre date nerves. 

He arrived in shorts, T-Shirt and Flip Flops and took them off when he walked in, it was nice that I didn't need to ask him to, which happens so often. 

I asked what he'd like to drink and he said Tea, he was admiring the view from my front window and moved behind me and started rubbing my shoulders, to put that into context we've messaged a lot that we both like being massaged and are quite tactile, so it didn't feel odd. 

He's like a big, bouncy puppy, he went out into the garden for a look and said how lovely the house and garden was and again as I was stood talking to him about the garden he moved behind me and rubbed my shoulders.

We sat and chatted and a little way in he commented on my painted toe nails and said he'd try some reflexology on my feet, again we'd discussed this in messages previously, he wasn't that good at it but ya know, willing is good right?

He knew I had friends coming round in the evening and checked what time so that he wasn't getting in the way of cooking, which was thoughtful, I said I was good for a while and offered another cup of tea, he said if I was sure I had time and kept saying he was fine if I needed to answer emails etc (he was on standby and I was working but had arranged it so I'd not be very busy) 

When we came back in I said if he sat on the floor I'd massage his shoulders before he hit the motorway, he sat on the floor between my legs and I massaged his neck and shoulders through his T-Shirt, it was nice, he smelled AMAZING and has broad shoulders and strong arms, honestly it felt like such a chore!! 😉 He then decided that he should return the favour, so he did, with a bit of a rest stop to rest his arms on my chest at points. He said that it's the best second date he's had and much better than his usual stop at a service station, I mean, you'd hope so. 

We sat and chatted some more and he was asking about the house, so I offered a tour, he again took the opportunity to be rubbing my shoulders where he could but him being behind me kind of fits better due to the 10 inch height difference! As we walked round the house, he commented about how big it was and how clean it was, I mean, it wasn't like I wasn't expecting guests but I guess I have turned into a bit of a clean freak since I moved here, it's hard not to in a new house. 

And then we went up to my room...........

Again the view was admired (my house looks onto fields and it is beautiful, it was one of the reasons for buying the house)

He asked if he could try my bed, I said yes and he laid down and asked which was my side, we discussed it and we both sleep on the same side, he pulled me into a spoon and hugged me tightly, it felt nice. 

I already knew at this point that I wasn't going to let it go any further, not that I didn't want it to, I really did but second date is too early for me, I'm not sure we'd get past third though if I'm honest. 

I turned over and we kissed properly for the first time, it was slow and gentle but definitely with some passion in there, he did try to take things a bit further but on his hand being moved stopped immediately. 

It got a bit heated and I suggested that it was probably time he hit the road and I got ready for friends that were coming for dinner, that was done really to save myself from wanting to rip his clothes off in reality. We went downstairs and he kissed me goodbye. 

I got a message about an hour later, to which I replied and then never heard from him until the Morning message on Friday. 

We had our normal morning chat and on most mornings we send a photo, one of us is usually ready for work and one in bed. We had a chat as usual, I was working and he was up north and was going out drinking with friends in the afternoon. I sent him a photo in the afternoon of my new desk and chair and he responded, I then didn't as he was out and the next I heard from him was the morning message the next day. 

We chatted for a bit and swapped photos as per usual, he was off to his brothers to help in the garden, I didn't hear from him for the rest of the day and my message was unread from 11:40 to 23:15 - now it had no questions, so he didn't need to answer but it sent me into overthinking mode fairly easily.

Overthinking isn't difficult for me, I overthink everything and if there was an overthinking Olympics I would easily be a Gold Medallist. I overthink everything from have I locked the door to why I'm terrible at my job, maybe I said something to upset someone, what if we get locked down again, what if I lose my job, what if I can't afford my mortgage. 

Honestly I am terrible, I also rarely meet anyone I'm remotely interested in seeing again, so it adds another element for me. 

I can't see why he'd like me, or want to see me again, I'm chubby and outspoken and probably a bit bloody annoying if I'm honest, another element to this is that Bumble shows where you are in real time, so I can see he's checked into it when he's been in the places that he's told me he's been (they match up) 

There is no reason for him not to use it, we have had two dates but it doesn't help my anxiety and I actually wish they'd can the feature if I'm honest. 

I was going out Saturday night anyway, into the village with the Ex Best Friend so at least that would be a good distraction for me. 

I decided to take my gorgeous Louis Vuitton purse out that was gifted to me when my friends Mum died, knowing that I could put my phone into it and only get it out at times when I wanted to check it, rather than it being on the table (I rarely have a bag unless I'm in a dress) 

I didn't know the night out was going to be her, me, her boyfriend and his friend (who I've known for 10 years and has tried to get in my knickers a few times in that time, however I've not seen him for around two) to make it clear at this point he has a long term partner of 20 odd years, although they have apparently been broken up for some of that time - it never had been an option for me and even without that never would be, with that in mind I wouldn't touch him anyway though. 

I met her and she said they'd be coming along shortly and I was, if I'm honest a bit disappointed but it is what it is, they joined us later and the guy gave me a big hug and said how pleased he was to see me, we then spent the rest of the evening with them but I ran into a few people that I'd not seen in ages, which was lovely, it was a good evening, while The Pilot stayed in my mind, he didn't dominate it. 

At the end of the night we walked home, the four of us. On the way home we walked past XBFX which was a bit awkward, I didn't even see him until we'd gone past but turned around and said Hi, at that point her boyfriend called him the Geek, I thought this was unfair and said that if either of them were geeks it was him as he works in IT - we had what I think was a light hearted argument where I told him that XBFX was a decent guy and he shouldn't be a knob, I hope we're still friends! 

The friend said he'd walk me home and I told him not to be stupid, I was literally round the corner but he insisted, he works for a builder and said he'd like to see the house, he'd looked at the friends houses for snagging, so I made a cup of tea and we chatted, in general about the friends and how happy they look together (she is seriously all over him, it's quite shocking to what I'm used to) etc, he asked for a tour of the house (yes, I know I've been here before but I assure you the tour from my point of view was just about the structure) he brought some useful things up as we walked around, missed most of the things I'd noticed but said he thinks its a pretty good build. 

We talked about the shower tray which had just started to be a bit wobbly, I got in to demonstrate and then he got in too (it's a big, walk in, so we still weren't that close) he thinks it's not properly packed out but at that point decided that It would be a good idea to try to kiss me, I pushed him away and then he tried again, to which I pushed more firmly and said that wasn't an option, we went downstairs, finished tea and I told him that it was time to go home as I was tired. 

He gave me a hug as he left, apologised for the kiss but said that he just had to try. 

I put the cups in the sink and went up to bed, clothes off, toothbrush in my mouth and I hear the doorbell, the beauty of this is that I have Ring, so I checked on the cameras and it was him, I did what seemed like the most sensible option and turned off the lights so that it looked like I was asleep, he kept ringing, I kept getting ready for bed. 

He then Facebook messaged me, saying he'd lost his keys and were they at mine, at this point I went down to check (in darkness) if his keys were at mine I wanted to ensure that he had them, surprise, surprise the keys weren't there, so I messaged him saying that the keys weren't there and that I was in bed and can't hear the doorbell there. He still tried the doorbell a couple of times after but I wasn't answering the door.

He messaged the next day saying how nice it was to see me, that he'd had to walk to meet his daughter and had found the keys in his pocket, sounds suspicious if you ask me. I've only remembered today that he used to do this in my old place, leave and then try to get me to answer the door to come back it, it didn't work then, not sure why he thought it would now. 

I messaged XBFX saying I hadn't seen him until he had walked past - he's not responded, so I'm assuming that I'm in the dog house there too.

The Pilot send his Morning message as usual yesterday and then messaged from the services on the way home and when he arrived, we spoke for most of the evening. 

We still don't have a third date set as yet but it has been mentioned a few times, so we'll see if it happens, I might actually ask what he's doing this week. 

I've swapped more photos with him than I ever have (nothing with body parts, maybe a little suggestive but that's it, I have a strict rule of they don't see anything in photos that they haven't seen in person) 

I think he tried to test the water a little over the weekend, saying that he'd had to retake a shot as showed a little too much in it, I reiterated that if I see his cock it needs to be in person, he's very sexual but remains respectful at the same time which I think is good. 

We talked previous partners last time, he said he's had three four year relationships, the last one lived with him and they are still very good friends, I asked why they had split up and added that he didn't have to tell me if he didn't want to, he said that he's happy to answer questions as we find out about each other and that they had been little more than friends in the end. 

Last night's messaging was particularly flirty, I said I was disappointed that he's not in his Captains uniform today for work and he sent through a Morning photo today of him in his shirt and tie. 

And that's currently where we are with The Pilot, I really do have that 'this could be something' stashed away with 'but he's obviously got a girlfriend stashed away or is dating 10 other people and that he does continue to use Bumble (I know this is allowed and he's doing nothing wrong) but I definitely have no interest in anyone else at the moment. 

I've popped a hairband around my wrist today, to see if I can stop myself overthinking a bit. 

I'm going out tonight, my gorgeous goddaughter got amazing GCSE results last week so I'm taking her out to celebrate, I won't be interrupting our evening with the phone, so if he and I talk tonight it will be later on. 

Going on dates with men where you know you aren't interested within 30 seconds of meeting them is a LOT easier! 

The Pilot..............

The Pilot and I matched early on in the year but lost touch just before the world started turning mad, I remember thinking it was a shame at the time, the conversation had been good and he ticks a lot of my boxes but there you go.

We matched on Bumble again two weeks ago, I said 'We must stop matching like this' and he replied saying 'it's obviously meant to be' we've kept up a good level of conversation since, switching over to Whatsapp just before this weekend and then asked me if I had any free evenings this week, so we planned to meet up on Tuesday. 

I can't remember when I felt this nervous about going on a date, maybe four years ago with Cunt Face? So we all know a fall is coming don't we? Even before meeting he did seem too good to be true. 

He's 38 which is pretty age appropriate for me, I do like them younger but sometimes I veer on the side of 'young' I suppose (as in early 30's not 19) but if I could pick an age I'd pick early 30's/late 40's. 

He's 6'4 and I do love a tall guy, I like to be able to wear heels and them to still be significantly taller than me, if I was to pick a perfect height for me it would be 6'2 but who's going to complain about an extra couple of inches?! 😉

From the title of this post you'll know what job he does, he's career minded and driven which I find attractive.

He's consistent with his messaging, I find that really attractive, I can live with someone that gets in touch sporadically (like EBFX) but it's not something I enjoy, I guess with EBFX I'm used to it now but I hate lack of communication. This morning The Pilot sent me a photo in his flying suit (in exchange for one of me in my dress for work) and then messaged saying he was just heading towards the Aircraft which meant I'd not hear from him for a couple of hours. He messaged Monday saying that he needs to find somewhere for us to meet tomorrow, so there is no is it happen, isn't it happening; although he is on standby so it could be cancelled at the last minute but I'm prepared for that as he's already pre warned me. 

His consistent conversation is good, enough flirtation to think he'd not fuck around when it comes to erm fucking around but not enough for being too pushy or dick pics, he's good with compliments without being sickly. 

He's got his own house, it's nice to find someone that doesn't live with their parents or house share, so that's a plus. 

He's about an hours drive away, which isn't the end of the world but he's already said that when he's on standby he has 90 minutes to get to work and that as long as he had his uniform with him being at mine wouldn't be an issue - again it's nice that he's thought about that. 

He's offered to come to a pub a couple of miles from my house, most would (and nothing wrong with it) want to meet in the middle.

He is very attractive; dark haired, blue eyed, of course being attractive and saying he's a Pilot I've checked him out on LinkedIn, Facebook, Twitter and Instagram, all of the info checks out, he sends ad hoc photos if  I ask for them, so it seems legit (who'd have thought you'd need to go to that much effort to check someone out?!) 

He messaged yesterday saying he was excited and I was too although also quite nervous, it's nice to not spend the day wondering whether it's going to happen or not. I've met people in the past that I've spoken with and it's sounded like it's going to be a great match and it's not been once we were there so that's always a concern. 

 

I was getting ready to go out when I managed to smash a plant pot in the kitchen (honestly?!) then I came down and realised that my car keys weren't where they should be, I searched all the places I could think of but they weren't there, so I dived in the drawer and got my spares out, hoping that they worked as I'd never tried them, went out to the car, all good so came back and sorted my other bits out, while telling myself to calm down and I can stress over pots and keys later!

I messaged when I got to the pub, he said he'd got us a table in the garden and off I went, thankfully I recognised him straight away, he looks just like his photos, smiley, very tall, he stood as I got to the table and gave me a hug and a kiss before offering me a drink. 

I told him about the plant pot and keys and he said that with all that I'd got there on time and we swapped losing key stories. 

The conversation flowed all evening, we met at 7:30 but he was on call until 8 so I had a Rose Spritzer while he had a coke and we swapped over later on once he could have a drink, I could only have the one as I was driving.

He walked me back to my car and gave me a hug and friendly, end of first date kiss, he's a good talker, there were no awkward silences, which is always good, difficult to know on chemistry I think, until you kiss (properly) but all signs were good. 

I always think that if they don't message that day to ask if you got home ok it's not a great sign and for the second time this year (and not many times in total) I was a bit nervous about whether that would happen or not. I do think that dates are a bit like interviews, unless I don't want the job (Which is more often than not) I walk away having absolutely no idea about what they thought of me. 

Within an 45 minutes I got a message so I didn't have to wait for long, he talked about 'next time' and we both said we'd like to see each other again

He messaged me Good Morning first thing, we appear to have a lot in common, so with all that in mind, the real question is; what's the catch? I mean there has to be one, or a million, so far the only thing that raised spidey senses was seeing on Bumble that he'd been online at the pub (location change) but there is nothing wrong with that (I mean I'd rather he didn't but it's not like I've not done it myself and you have to keep your options open these days) it's also not like there isn't a XBFX and J in the background either is it...............

He's messaged saying he's heading up North tomorrow to see his brother and some friends and as he'll be passing within a few miles and said he could pop in for a cup of tea if I fancied but no worries if I'm busy as it's within work time, I've quite surprisingly said yes, I'd not normally have someone here after a first date but it's just a cup of tea and famous last words, he doesn't seem like a murderer!!

So, thats The Pilot who appears too perfect to be true, so do we think he has a wife and six girlfriends stashed? Or he's a serial shagger? It's got to be something right? I'm really trying not to overthink it but I'm really rubbish at that! I'm sure we'll find out. 

Cunt Face has made dating difficult for me, I can't help meeting someone where I think there might be something there without thinking back to the chemistry I felt with him and the web of lies he pulled me into, honestly what a fucker! 

Did I miss the boat for getting back on the horse?

It's been a LONG time since I've had sex, I'm pretty sure it's over five years now, the last person I slept with was Knight in Shining Leathers, it was the night that I realised that my feelings had changed from something that ranged between friendship and more to just friendship. It was disappointing (not the sex, that was always good) 

I have seen him twice this year though and have to say that I doubted that decision when he nearly kissed me the first time but the second time I knew it was the right decision (wine might have been involved on the first occasion!)

Since him the only person I've really dated to the point of sex is Cat Lover and he had some real issues, he was never able to get and/or keep an erection, which in turn made me feel like I was a terrible person and I couldn't do anything right and wasn't attractive enough for him to get excited over, not good enough for him, I know you shouldn't feel that but it doesn't mean you don't. 

It caused a lot of turmoil in the six months that we were together, I should have really called it a day but we'd already been together for a few months before anything sexual was initiated (I know, I know I should have guessed there was something up) 

It wasn't until we split up that I broached the subject and he said that the problem wasn't only with me, it had happened before, why the bloody hell didn't he tell me that? I wish he'd told me. 

I remember discussing it with a male friend after who said that I shouldn't get wound up about it, by the end of our relationship I'd put off any signs of trying as I just couldn't face the feeling of rejection when it didn't happen (it never happened successfully)

We went away one weekend to a stunning hotel, we were in the honeymoon suite for the weekend, I was nearly in tears at breakfast because I was so upset about what was happening, all of the way home I was going to tell him it wasn't working but the words just wouldn't come out. My friends that knew told me to bin it, it was his issue, not mine but I don't think that stops you beating yourself up over it. 

I know it was no one's fault but I think I could have been saved a lot of anxiety if he'd told me, maybe after the first time?

We're now two years later and all I've done is a few first dates and one second, I'm not totally convinced I'm not too scared to get involved with anyone because the thought of getting sexually involved with someone terrifies me currently and it's taken me a while to realise that could be an issue.

We've also got the XBFX - we've got to not far off sex but it's still not happened (yet?) I wind myself up with anxiety over it, what if it doesn't work, what if it is me? What if I can't remember what to do? Am I past relationships and sex? Have I been on my own for too long?

Should I have slept with someone as soon as Cat Lover and I split? If I got bitten by a dog I'd still stroke another dog and when I've come off a horse I've made myself get back on, they say if you don't you never will.......

I'm now wondering if it's why I've done such a good job of putting off dating? Relationships are always better in my head than they are in reality. 

I'm an amazing over thinker............