I’ve been affectionately referring to one of my men as The Pool Man. I met him about 10 months ago at one of my favorite restaurants in town. My friends love the place so we happened to “run into” him rather often. He’s charismatic, charming, always buys the drinks and looks great “on paper”. He’s the son of a former Diplomat and was born in the U.S. but spent most of his first 25 years abroad in Europe and has a sweet accent to prove it. He speaks multiple languages and has 3 degrees and works for the government = money maker!
He’s 10 years older than me so for a while I was playing the “kiss ’em and leave ’em” game every time I saw him. Finally a few months ago I gave in and went home with him after a night of drinking. He drives a beautiful car, lives in a beautiful house and has a huge, glorious bed and the best in-ground pool I’ve ever skinny dipped in.
I never knew until that night that I completely blew his mind – This man absolutely adores me. He’s the conservative type when it comes to sex but I do enjoy that he gets right down to business and does not play games with what he wants – I’ve barely seen the rooms in his house but I sure know the bedroom well. I’ve never seen anyone take my clothes off so fast!
He needs some foreplay lessons that might help turn up the heat a little more but I have no other complaints otherwise. After a few nights of sex after meeting up at the bar I proposed a skinny dip in his pool – that’s what he gets for bragging about it! And it’s always been on my sexual Bucket List.
It was my first attempt at sex in a pool and it was an unforgettable experience. There’s things you can do with your body (thanks to buoyancy) that can never be done on land! I’m glad we are both good swimmers because we both graduated to the “deep end” with great pleasure.
I’m really having fun with Pool Man and I hope it continues. He did make the mistake of saying “I’m so in love with you” one morning after some great sex. Sigh. I might have to live up to my heartbreaker reputation once again.