A Little Fire Last Night
I met up with a extremely long time ex-boyfriend of mine last night around my neighbourhood as he was around my area for a run. We were once intimately close about 8 years ago however went separate ways shortly, the very last time we met was about 4 years ago. When he call me up, I was making all kinds of speculations in my head, thinking why the sudden meet up.
We went straight to quiet dinner near my place as he was starving after his run, we sat down and started to catch up with what happened since we last met up. I'll like to get straight to the point here, he told me he's getting married next month with a lady he's with for the past 2 years. I was sincerely happy to hear this news. He finally found someone who can captivate his heart, that he is willing to settle down with for the rest of his life. This was something I never believe he is capable of doing from the person I knew he was. Overall, I just felt very relief for him.
After dinner, he suggested to take a walk around to reminisce our old times, the playground that we will always sit after he sent me home, before I head back. I took it as a harmless suggestion. Thus we sat down at the playground and bit by bit I realise something's not right. First of all, he asked for a hug (which is normal since that was our normal practice even after we broke up), I gave him a big friendly hug with my very best wishes to a happy marriage. The next second, he slided his hands down my back and rested on my precious butt (and a little squeeze for a grand finale). I pulled back and asked with genuine concern if "everything" is all right. He assured me that he is happy with who he is marrying. Alright...
He sat closer and closer to me, eventually had his arms around me, told me I lost weight. Alright...
Then he started to caress my leg. Alright! That's it!
"Some things never change." I looked away at the moonlit sky and told him that he should prepare himself to accept the fact that he is getting married, that he should not carry on living life as if he's still single. I was thinking in my little morbid mind "If required, I will gladly bash the fact into that thick skull of yours with my sharpest stilettos heel"...
He then told he his view of marriage. Seems like he thinks it's ok as long a you know who you really love in your heart, it is completely all right to play with "fire" once in a while to "spice" things up. Most importantly, his soon-to-be-wife should never find out. It's just no-strings-attached, harmless fun.
I don't understand how can he still make the same mistake over and over again when I saw he fell from grace once before, after he found out that the girl he loved left him for another guy. He was devastated, so the more he should know how it feels to be betrayed. I told him to think over seriously why does he want to get married and that if he's looking for "fire"... yes, I'm definitely of "fire" caliber, but I'm not interested to complicate my life. I was just disappointed with his choice.
We continued to chatted for a short while and wrapped up the session. I saw him off, he said I should call him when I'm free or at least before I get married so he can personally give me a "memorable private hen's night" (actually, he phrased the above using direct, crude words but I was too "Zen" to react). Sigh...
I told him maybe he should consider making that his profession since he is still attractive and I quickly followed up telling him I have a few friends getting married soon, in their early 40s, looking for such services. He frowned and before he could retaliate, I told him it's all about professionalism... I was hoping he could get my sarcasm but he obviously failed badly.
He left. I shook my head. Whoever is the wife of his, I feel worried and sad for you. Please be strong if he really let you down, which I think he will at the rate he's going, unless some miracle happens on your wedding night I'm just super glad that I'm out of the disastrous picture since 8 years ago.
A Little Fire Last Night
I met up with a extremely long time ex-boyfriend of mine last night around my neighbourhood as he was around my area for a run. We were once intimately close about 8 years ago however went separate ways shortly, the very last time we met was about 4 years ago. When he call me up, I was making all kinds of speculations in my head, thinking why the sudden meet up.
We went straight to quiet dinner near my place as he was starving after his run, we sat down and started to catch up with what happened since we last met up. I'll like to get straight to the point here, he told me he's getting married next month with a lady he's with for the past 2 years. I was sincerely happy to hear this news. He finally found someone who can captivate his heart, that he is willing to settle down with for the rest of his life. This was something I never believe he is capable of doing from the person I knew he was. Overall, I just felt very relief for him.
After dinner, he suggested to take a walk around to reminisce our old times, the playground that we will always sit after he sent me home, before I head back. I took it as a harmless suggestion. Thus we sat down at the playground and bit by bit I realise something's not right. First of all, he asked for a hug (which is normal since that was our normal practice even after we broke up), I gave him a big friendly hug with my very best wishes to a happy marriage. The next second, he slided his hands down my back and rested on my precious butt (and a little squeeze for a grand finale). I pulled back and asked with genuine concern if "everything" is all right. He assured me that he is happy with who he is marrying. Alright...
He sat closer and closer to me, eventually had his arms around me, told me I lost weight. Alright...
Then he started to caress my leg. Alright! That's it!
"Some things never change." I looked away at the moonlit sky and told him that he should prepare himself to accept the fact that he is getting married, that he should not carry on living life as if he's still single. I was thinking in my little morbid mind "If required, I will gladly bash the fact into that thick skull of yours with my sharpest stilettos heel"...
He then told he his view of marriage. Seems like he thinks it's ok as long a you know who you really love in your heart, it is completely all right to play with "fire" once in a while to "spice" things up. Most importantly, his soon-to-be-wife should never find out. It's just no-strings-attached, harmless fun.
I don't understand how can he still make the same mistake over and over again when I saw he fell from grace once before, after he found out that the girl he loved left him for another guy. He was devastated, so the more he should know how it feels to be betrayed. I told him to think over seriously why does he want to get married and that if he's looking for "fire"... yes, I'm definitely of "fire" caliber, but I'm not interested to complicate my life. I was just disappointed with his choice.
We continued to chatted for a short while and wrapped up the session. I saw him off, he said I should call him when I'm free or at least before I get married so he can personally give me a "memorable private hen's night" (actually, he phrased the above using direct, crude words but I was too "Zen" to react). Sigh...
I told him maybe he should consider making that his profession since he is still attractive and I quickly followed up telling him I have a few friends getting married soon, in their early 40s, looking for such services. He frowned and before he could retaliate, I told him it's all about professionalism... I was hoping he could get my sarcasm but he obviously failed badly.
He left. I shook my head. Whoever is the wife of his, I feel worried and sad for you. Please be strong if he really let you down, which I think he will at the rate he's going, unless some miracle happens on your wedding night I'm just super glad that I'm out of the disastrous picture since 8 years ago.
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