Jon, John n Jonathon

Yeah, a bit like Ed, Edd n Eddy but with less boogers I promise you! The only problem with real time blogging is that sometimes stuff (sex) just doesn't happen! And this week its been a little light on the action front.....such is life but busy in other ways. This week, John's have been like buses, none for ages then three come along at once. So let me tell you the story about the 'John's' and how I turned into an email queen!

Jon
Also referred to as IT guy in my previous post. Ahhh another coffee date, gotta love em. There is nothing like the little thrill of excitement and anticipation in meeting a new potential lover and this date was no exception. We hit it off exceptionally well via email and arranged to meet up. This all happened quite quickly which is typical for me, I'm not really an email queen, would rather get the first meeting over and done with in fairly short order instead of to-ing and fro-ing via email. So I meet up with Jon at the cafe, lovely guy, quite cute in a nerdy kinda way. We are chatting happily away over coffee doing the whole 'getting to know you' conversation and part of it goes like this...

Me: So how long have you been married?
Him: Oh just over 5 years
I think to myself, gosh that's not long before you start straying!
Me: Do you have any children?
Him: Yeah two, ones 17 months old and the other is 8 weeks old
I start hearing this little clanging noise in my ear, alarm bells perhaps?
Me: Sooo out of curiosity, why are you looking at dipping your toe outta the marital bed?
Him: Well my wife and I just don't have sex anymore, with her being pregnant and that I have hardly had any sex for nearly a year now.

At this point I think my jaw fell open, I started breathing deeply to try and control the overwhelming urge to speak before I thought (a terrible habit I have) In my eyes, Jon had just lost all of his attractiveness. Now I know I am an adulterer and therefore I am no position to judge others who want to screw around but I have a few morals left and I'm not going to screw a guy who in my opinion should be at home helping out his wife, not having a coffee with me bitching about how hes not getting any. I was his wife once, two small children, sleep deprived with zero sex drive due to circumstances. So instead of letting rip at this guy how he needs to man up, go home and give his wife a foot rub instead of looking for another woman to fuck, I politely made my excuses and bolted for the door. Before I climb off my soapbox, I just have to say in my humble opinion a pregnancy and small children are not a reason to stray, its situational, we all have gone through it, get over it dude, its a dry spell, learn how to wank or something!

John
After my previous meeting with the other Jon, I am now evolving into a bit of an email queen. I'm also developing quite a long check list of 'stuff I need to know' which I throw randomly and haphazardly into conversation before setting up that all important first meeting. I haven't actually met this John yet, the big day is this Tuesday. Woohoo I cant wait! But so far, he's ticking all the right boxes and from his picture I don't think a paper bag will be required.

Jonathon
I met this guy through a slightly different method from the usual (hey you take your men from where you can find em) and I am in full email queen mode now! I am having a huge amount of fun bouncing emails back and forth with this guy. Hes witty, articulate and a lot of fun to chat to......oh and hes tall! I am really looking forward to seeing where this one takes me, but just quietly, I think he's a keeper.

First Meeting

It was a gorgeous sunny day and we had arranged to meet in the morning for a coffee. As I was parking my car he sent a text to let me know he was running a little late (wins points for being thoughtful!) I ordered a coffee and found a table outside so I could enjoy the sun while waiting for him to arrive. I looked up just as he walked around the corner and I immediately knew it was him. Don’t you love it when their pictures online do absolutely no justice to them and they end up being far better looking in real life?

He spotted me instantly and exchanged greetings and cheek kisses before he went inside to order his own coffee. I welcomed the chance to lift my jaw off the ground, wipe the drool from my chin, and bat that damn lust fairy off my shoulder. I don’t usually judge men purely on their looks, for me personality counts for just as much. I thought I was lucky with the last one being better than average looks-wise, but this guy is ‘Oh.My.God’ good looking.

Tall, tanned and toned (does triathlons and has the body to prove it) short sun-bleached blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He has that classic ‘air force/fly-boy’ look about him, possibly because he flies helicopters (yeah, I’m shallow enough to be turned on by that too!)

He returns to the table and we sit and chat about this and that. He has a lovely personality, quite a serious kind of guy and completely different to the usual ‘type’ that I go for, which is why I deliberately chose him. The usual ‘inked up, pierced, x-factor, full-of-himself bad boy’ type that I usually go for has recently caused me nothing but grief, so I thought I would give another ‘type’ a go.

By the time we had finished our coffees it was clearly obvious that the chemistry was there and we both well and truly approved of each other, which led to the ‘when can we get together again?’ question. I told him that I wanted to think about it and would let him know very soon, hell after he last time I was making sure that I was thinking about this with the right bits of my anatomy!

Within 15 minutes of leaving the café he text me: It was really great finally meeting you today and I would love to see you again. Yup, we have a winner here! Yeah, I put him out of his misery and text him straight back saying I would love to see him again too. Now all I need is a blog name for him, cause this one is sticking around….