I was out of town for my friends’ wedding this weekend and the whole weekend was just amazing all the way around! I got down there early on Friday to have my nails done with my two friends and then we went to decorate the hall. The place was just beautiful and I kept laughing because somehow the three of us were now grown-ups and she is having such a classy wedding!
Anyway, the new guy (J), was also going to be at the wedding (he’s friends with the groom) and we’d been texting during the week and then quite a bit Friday and Saturday morning. I was a little nervous about seeing him again (no clue why!) and made sure I looked amazing! We get to the church (I’m with a group of my friends) and I see him and wave “hi”…oh, and he’s looking adorable in a suit. So I get walked to our seats by the bride’s brother (who also wanted to have sex with me…more on that later) and I was waiting for my friends to get in the pew when J comes up behind me and puts his hand on the small of my back and then grabs my hand for a second. I give him hell because his hands are freezing, we joke a little, then both sit down (across the aisle from each other).
Wedding is beautiful and there were lots of happy tears. Now we have well over an hour to kill before the reception hall opens up, so we (my group of friends, J and the wife of a groomsman) head down to a bar, where we proceed to get loud and obnoxious. On the walk back to the hall, J is giving me hell about my shoes….telling me he’s seen them before at a strip club, so I’m laughing and telling him I just have to pay for college. I swear not stripper shoes!!!
Fast forward to the reception….we’re all drinking and J pulls me aside and is all “I assumed you were going to come back to my hotel with me”. I get all sassy and say “you assumed? Don’t you think you should ask if that’s what I want to do?” and he’s all “Doris, would you like to go back to my hotel with me tonight?” Then I’m laughing and all “yeah, I totally assumed I was coming back to your hotel anyway!” So there’s lots of flirting and laughing.
Oh, and at one point I went up to one of the groomsmen, E, (whose wife we were hanging out with) to apologize for how unruly she and my BFFs bf were getting (she tried to stab BFF’s bf with a knife, he smacked her in the face). E is laughing off the shenanigans and is all “it’s cool”. E is also one of J’s best friends. So E tells me that he knows about last weekend and I’m all “wwhhhhhaattt??? What do you know?” He wouldn’t tell me but confirmed that J thinks I’m hot and is digging me.
Then there are slow songs and the bride’s brother asks me to dance with him. I’m down, so we’re dancing and he’s all “I think we should hook up…..I’m uncut…and I’ve never had any complaints”. I tell him I can’t be a cougar (he’s 5 years younger) and he’s all “DORIS, it’s just 5 years!” Then he sees J walk by and says “wait, you’re not going to hook up with him are you?” I explained that we’ve been hooking up for the last couple of weeks and he gets the sadz. I head back to the bar and J asks me to dance, so we go slow dance.
There was another guy who was totally hitting on me and being a little inappropriate and I just kept blowing him off. Found out he FB friend requested me from the reception….and he’s engaged. Yeah…no.
Anyway, lots of dancing….some dirty with J and then the reception was over. So J grabs my hand and says “let’s go”. So we bail (I totally forgot to tell anyone I was leaving….I text later so they knew not to worry) and walk a few blocks until we catch a cab back to his hotel. At the hotel, it’s all “helllll yeaaaaah”….I’ll spare you the dirty details!
In between the multiple rounds of sex, he’d pull me over to cuddle and we were talking. At one point he was telling me I was playing hard to get (which is hilarious) and how he was a little worried about his competition from earlier. I’m laughing and telling him there is absolutely no need to worry about competition. He also told me he’s got me all figured out….that I play like I’m a total bad ass, but that is the exact opposite of who I am (true)….that I’m totally low maintenance (true)….there was one more that was right, but I can’t remember right now!
I end up sick….like flu/wanting to die sick and puke a few times (kid was sick earlier this week). This is 7 AM and I am miserable. I end up waking J up and asking if he can take me back to my hotel so I can grab my shit and go home, where I can die a miserable death. He’s totally cool with it, even though it’s wayyyy too early to be up. I keep apologizing and he’s all “don’t worry about it”. So he drops me off at the hotel and we hug goodbye and he asks me to text him when I get home so he knows I got there in one piece.
I showered, chatted with BFF and her bf for a bit and then made the long painful drive home. I text J when I got home to 1. Tell him I got home 2. Apologize again 3. And to let him know I’ll make it up to him. He text back that he was glad I made it home and not to worry about it. He also let me know he had a lot of fun with me.