So Mr. Mint Undies is so far not a total douche bag!
This also confirms that I am not just a magnet for dickfaced, loser panzies with small weiners but that I can indeed attract a decent man from time to time. Yay me!
After our first encounter a couple of Saturdays ago we arranged to meet up this past Wednesday for a movie and a bottle of wine. How darling! Upon entering my apartment he presents me with the wine aaaand….. a cupcake. Yes. that’s right. A cupcake. Adorable? I think so. He tells me we’re watching Coriolanus. (Now either he knew of my obsession with Shakespearean language or he didn’t – but if he didn’t then he’s just that good). Furthermore, he reveals that this flick has Gerard Butler in it. Instantaneous orgasm. I am really starting to like this guy – Mint Undies I mean – not Gerard Butler – although if Gerard Butler were presented before me I probably wouldn’t be able to resist. Anyway – back to the point of the story…
The movie was interesting but let’s face it … wine + a cute guy = makeout! Oh yeah – we went there and it was awesome.
But…..here’s the thing.
What are the rules?
It was only our second date and already we were hot n’ heavy. I probably should have established ground rules but I had no idea any of this was coming! As a result, I entered panic mode and a million thoughts started to rush through my head – is making out acceptable on the second date?
If not it was too late for that. So what is acceptable? What’s not acceptable and on what date should it be acceptable? (For the men: welcome to the mind of a woman).
Now, maybe Mint Undies was only interested in the cookie within my pantalon but truthfully, I really didn’t get that vibe from him. He seemed legit. At the same time I was also fearing thine own self. In the throws of passion I tend to lose every ounce of wit that I have and end up doing things that I regret within a matter of hours. The entire time my brain was battling my heart in terms of what to do.
But oh how I loved being kissed by someone who was actually good at it. The kind of kiss that sends pins and needles throughout your body. Needless to say, my brain won this round. I did the ol’ push the hand away technique and settled with just the makeout. *sigh* However, Mint Undies did not disappoint. He respected the fact that he wasn’t gettin’ any cookie anytime soon and we managed to control the urges for the remainder of the movie.
It was a good night. No…it was a great night. Simple yet fun. Sexy yet 18+.
It was only the second date but I can’t help but wonder . . . . . . . .