I Smell Sex

A really nice thing about this blog is that I have an accurate record of everything in my life. Dates, times, people I meet, places I go, etc. I also have a lot of "posts" that I write but don't finish and thus never publish, and they contain a lot of detail as well. It was in one of those unpublished posts that I pinpointed the last time I had sex, and realized it's been nine and a half weeks, which is just despicable.

I am happy to report, though, that the clock has been reset to zero.

Last night I went for dinner and drinks with Bartender. I had a good time, but it was an interesting experience.

First of all, she knows everyone who works in the service industry. Granted, I've only gone out with her twice and to a total of about five places, but in each of those five she knew everyone. Bartenders, waitresses, cooks, she's practically a celebrity - though I'm not certain if she's famous or infamous. Of course, free drinks galore come along with her rock star status, which isn't too shabby.

Bartender has a decent sense of humor. She's sarcastic, which I like. During dinner I asked Bartender how old she was. When she said 23 I think I said "Oh...I'm a little older..." because I wasn't sure she knew I could almost drive when she was still in diapers. But Bartender just said "Well, you'll get over that, don't worry." It was funny/sarcastic and showed confidence.

We had drinks after dinner then decided to head home at midnight. We had met at the restaurant, so I walked Bartender back to her house. When we got to the front gate of her house Bartender invited me in for a drink. We went inside, each opened a beer, took a sip, then went directly to her room. Basically our clothes came off as soon as we walked through her door.

I was surprised to see that Bartender had tattoos all over the place. They were all in area that she could hide, and some were a little goofy, but I like ink so it was a pleasant surprise. Also, her body wasn't bad either. She's kind of a big girl. I don't mean she's fat, she's just...big. She's tall, she has giant boobs, her ass is great, not fat, not tiny. I would say she has a very average body, I mean that as a compliment.

I'm trying to think of the best way to describe the sex but it was pretty standard. Good but standard. No crazy antics. No slapping, spitting, or other shenanigans. I was kind of sore today, though, both my junk and my lower back. I've been limping around my office and didn't realize it until my secretary said "What in the hell is wrong with you today?" We have a good relationship, I really like her, but I wasn't about to tell her the truth. I just said "gym" and left it at that, but it would have been really funny to say "sex".

Bartender and I had sex twice last night then fell asleep. I'm not sure when but at some point really early in the morning I started going down on her and she swatted me away and said "Need sleepy" which cracked me up because it's from Tommy Boy. We woke up at 7am and started fooling around and went at it again. After we were done she said "And good morning to you, too!".

I can still smell sex. It's on my hands, my face, in my mouth. Do you know that smell? Stale sex. It's a combination of sweat, and pussy, and cum. I can't hear worth a shit, but I have a terrific sense of smell and I smell sex. She didn't have a particularly strong odor, and I took a shower this morning, it just stuck to me. It's really distracting to be in a meeting and catch a whiff of last night's pussy. My train of thought goes right out the window when that happens. I may as well go home. I think I will.