On Tuesday evening, Chandler's best friend, whom he hasn't seen in four years, and currently lives in Missouri, arrived here in Minnesota. I had known that he was coming up for at least a month prior to his arrival, but to be very honest, I wasn't going to believe it until I saw it. When I did, I must admit that there was a hint of jealousy that washed over me because I was afraid that because they hadn't seen each other in so long, and Chandler sees me on a daily basis if I can help it, I, and the concept of us was going to get left behind while they got wrapped up in themselves, and being with each other.
After doing some thinking about it, I decided that while his best friend was away visiting some other people, I was going to go talk to him about exactly how I felt about the situation. Once I had said everything I needed to say, and he knew I was finished, he wasted no time responding. He calmly yet firmly reassured me that me getting left behind while he was here wasn't ever has intention, and he wasn't going to let it happen. He did however make very clear the fact that for the next couple weeks at least, I was going to need to share him, or not be around at all if I couldn't handle that. I'm okay with that, I really am. Contrary to some popular belief, I don't need to be, and never have needed to be what his world revolves around. Therefore, sharing isn't a problem, it never has been, and I don't think it ever will be. There! It was done, it was settled! I felt much better about the entire situation, and didn't feel like anything more needed to be said or done.
The above conversation took place on Wednesday evening, just after seven. At about 8:30, his best friend arrived back at our complex. Just as he was pushing himself through the door, Chan and I were finishing up an AMAZING kiss. At that moment, I really didn't think too much about it, it was just a matter of timing. We got a couple more in before I left, and I was feeling extremely good about the situation, because not only had he told me that I wasn't going to get left behind, he was showing me, and that meant the world!
Then last night, Thursday, things got even better! His best friend was there with us the entire time last night, but that didn't stop him from asking for a kiss, receiving, and then almost begging for more, not once, but multiple times! Believe me, I wasn't going to complain about it, and the only reason I couldn't give him as much as he wanted, and more is because my hips weren't tolerating that position very well. After his friend left to go see some other friends last night, and he came over to hang out with me, I told him that I really, really, really, really enjoyed the fact that he was being more aggressive in taking what he wanted, and making sure he got it. When I made the comment that I thought maybe part of it was because he was marking his territory, and claiming what was his, he said, "It was nice to be able to claim what was mine, but I also did it because I wanted it!"
I have absolutely no doubt about that! Regardless of reason, I love, love, love, love, love the fact that at this point in time in our relationship, he is ready willing and able to be as aggressive as he feels he needs to be (while still respecting me of course) to get what he needs, and more importantly what he wants! Not only does that make me extremely happy because it just confirms what I've been feeling all along, which is the fact that I can give him what he needs and wants, but it's also a huge turn on for me!
Hopefully we can keep this going for quite some time, sweetheart! 