Viva La Laughter

Today was the lunch date with the new fella. He shall henceforth be known as King Awesome. So named for his ability to spout off movie quotes at at least the same rate of speed I can. That, and the fact that he made me laugh so hard I almost spit my drink out…at least three times.

We had planned to meet at noon at the Panera Bread near my house. Since I woke up to get the boys on the bus, I was too excited to go back to sleep. I took my time getting ready. I took a long shower, lotioned up my dry skin, plucked a few stray eyebrow hairs, that sort of thing. I had my laptop blasting Beyonce and Cake and Silversun Pickups and was dancing around the bathroom.

I chatted with a few people in between grooming, then rolled my hair to perfection. Seriously, this is the best hair day I’ve had in a year! I carefully put on my new makeup and was looking hawt. I had planned to wear a red sweater with a grey cami underneath, but 10 minutes before I was supposed to leave, when I was ready to finally get dressed, I couldn’t find the grey cami! It was a crisis, I tell ya! I went through every drawer, the dryer, even the hamper, but no cami to be found. So, I had to switch for my soft pink sweater, which is nice, but not as low-cut as the other. It is tight, though. Hee hee. I wore my new jeans, pulled on some heeled boots and was ready to sass it up.

I grabbed my coat, keys, purse, and the movies and book I was going to let him borrow and headed out the door, hoping he wouldn’t be waiting for me too long. I still had to de-ice and de-snow my car, which takes at least 5 minutes and usually longer. Luckily as I started the car up, he texted and said he was about 10 minutes behind. Perfect! We actually pulled up to the restaurant at the same time.

My first impression was that he was cuter in person than he was in his pictures. His hair was a bit lighter than it had seemed, and he had some sexy stubble. It was very cold today, so we didn’t really say too much before heading inside to the warmth. We grabbed our sandwiches and found a table in the crowded dining area.

We talked about school (he’s a nursing student), about kids (he has a 4-year-old daughter), divorce (three years for him), about our crazy schedules (he also works two jobs), religion, movies, music, all kinds of things. The running theme through it all was laughter. I laughed so hard that my cheeks and stomach hurt. We have a similar sense of humor, and it also helped that a lady behind us kept knocking her chair over. We also nicknamed the busboy Cubby. I’m not sure why I called him Cubby, but that’s what he looked like to me. He had a huge circle of wetness on the front of his apron and it was humorous to say the least. There were many references to Cubby.

At one point, he said it was going to be time for him to go soon, but then we just kept talking and laughing and time flew by. I had no idea what time it was when we both got up to go to the bathroom, but when we came out, he definitely had to go and pick up his daughter for his night with her. We walked to our cars, and I handed him the Reno 911! dvd’s I was letting him borrow, and a book I thought he’d like, and he handed me a stack of dvds he had burned for me. The whole first season of Arrested Development, A Clockwork Orange, Pineapple Express, and a few others I’m drawing a blank on. He also gave me some blank cd’s so I can share some of my music with him. We hugged and kissed goodbye, and there was a lot of chemistry there and the kisses kicked ass. It’s been about a month since I’ve been properly kissed, and it was amazing.

I didn’t realize what time it was until I got in my car. It was 3:00. We had been there for three hours! Talking and laughing for three hours! When I say it was a great day, that is an understatement. It was a wonderful day. I didn’t think about L.S. until Honey asked me why I hadn’t told her what happened last night. Whoops. Sorry, babe, I so wasn’t even worried about it. I got out what I needed to last night, and got my answers. Even though he never responded, I know the score, and I really knew it all along, but, meh. Fuck it.

So, King Awesome is the one who is only looking for friendship with benefits. His busy schedule doesn’t leave him time for a relationship. I’m gonna give it a try. He’ll be a great friend, I have no doubt about that. We had such a great time, and have been talking nonstop for a while. He’s smart, quick-witted, and silly. I also don’t doubt that the sex would be amazing, either. I’m sure it will be if we can ever coordinate our schedules! We talked a bit about the logistics this evening. He has a roommate and they kind of have an agreement not to bring people over to the house for sex. He could come here during the day when the boys are at school, but not at night. We don’t want to do the meet the kids thing since we’re just going to be FWB, and don’t want to get attached to each others’ kids or have them get attached to us.

I still have keys to L.S.’s apartment (hee hee) and to a friend of mine’s apartment, but I wasn’t about to say, “hey guys, mind if I use your place to screw a dude?” It’s too cold for outdoor play, and there aren’t any places around where one could park without being noticed. I was beginning to get very frustrated!

Then, he got back with me after dinner and said that he’d talked about it with his roomie. She said that she didn’t see why we can’t work something out to where we could be at their house alone sometimes. Also, she wouldn’t mind if I came over just to hang out anytime. So, that’s cool. Now the only problem is the schedules. The days I have only one class, he has two or three, and vice versa. We’ll see if we can ever get it together and get busy. Lord knows I could use a good rogering!

Here’s what he looks like.


Handsome, yes? So tell me, my lovelies, how many of you have ever had a FWB? Was it hard not to get attached? What are the best and worst things about it? I really want to know! Don’t be shy, please. It’s all about the love, baby, all about the love, and if you’re nice, I’ll stroke your hair for you while you tell me all about it. Just ask Penelope.

8 Responses to “Viva La Laughter”

  1. 1 Ron January 9, 2009 at 10:26 am

    OK there was Lord Swank and now King Awesome, but who the hell is this Roger guy you want to meet so badly?

  2. 2 kc January 9, 2009 at 11:19 am

    OK…I may be the leading expert on the FWB situation. I do, however, have the ability to have sex with no emotional attachment whatsoever. This is key. If you even begin to think that you are going to want more – don’t do it.

    Less intelligent guys make the best FWB, because you know you don’t want to date them, but they are easily mold-able for your purposes. Really, the FWB thing is just about satisfying each other physically. DO NOT expect to hang out all the time, do not expect to talk for hours on the phone. It’s good to get along, but the closer you get, the harder it is for it to JUST be about sex.

    Just keep in mind that he has been clear about his intentions. He does not want to date you. He will not suddenly want to date you. It is JUST sex. if you are cool with it – it can be the best thing in the world. Just know yourself enough to know if you can handle it.

    PS – He’s cute

  3. 3 Penelope January 9, 2009 at 12:45 pm

    We’ve had this conversation already but FWB is fine as long as it’s what you BOTH want. I think he sounds exactly like what you need right now – it’s time for some Fun (with a capital F) baybeeeeeeee ;o)

  4. 4 eviltwinswife January 9, 2009 at 12:49 pm

    After an ex-boyfriend and I broke up, we had a FWB type relationship. Neither of us wanted to get back together, but we were already so comfortable being together, it seemed logical. And it worked. And then I met the Evil Twin, so FWB ended. I would totally do it again if anything happened to TET.

    And, I agree with everything kc has said above: You just *can’t* let your heart get involved. If you can stick to your guns (no love thoughts), then it should be fun for you both. πŸ™‚

    Oh, BTW : Peen!

  5. 5 honeywine January 9, 2009 at 12:50 pm

    OMG…for half a second there I thought it was a pic of Douche… :O Wuuu… Yikes!

    And you SO know I’m with KC on this one! I just can’t picture you as the heartless sex type babe.

  6. 6 lola January 10, 2009 at 12:16 am

    He is cute! I worry a little about you going down that road after all the things you’ve written previously about falling hard for guys and getting hurt, and Honey truly knows you.

    But, hey, as long as you really think you can handle it, go for it. I had many friends with benefits when I was a young slut, and it was my choice really. I didn’t want a steady boyfriend. Some of them would try to make it more, but I stuck to my guns.

    My now husband, who I’ve been with FOREVER, was my last FWB. We carried on that way for years and years, having a blast, until we just figured out that we actually were together.

    Good luck, girl!

  7. 7 gingermagnolia January 10, 2009 at 8:31 pm

    Thanks for the advice, guys. Aww, you really DO care about me! (Tear)

  8. 8 teeni January 11, 2009 at 2:08 am

    Just be careful. I have to say that you don’t seem the type to not be looking for a FWB only relationship but you never do know where these things will go. The thing is, things always change. So I will just say be careful with your heart. He IS cute though. πŸ˜‰

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