I saw Jan the other night – he’d invited me to his local and I went because we hadn’t seen each other since the last time before he went away, halfway across the globe to attend a cousin’s wedding.
It was a strange evening – I was tired and his friends seemed aggressive in their bantering irascibility. Back at his we spent a companionable couple of hours on the sofa before his lodger, an ex returns. I kiss him goodnight just past midnight and drive home. Neither of us slept well. His sleep punctuated by surreal dreams – of weddings, not unusual as he has just returned from one.
I think sometimes that he is self absorbed – a little unaware of the needs of others around him. Is that why Carly and his other women fall to the wayside? I’m still around, he must like me. I like him but am wary, of giving too much away.
In contrast to this relationship with Jan is the one I have with Goran. I love the wild sex with him and always have. But he isn’t always accessible as he lives with his young family and jealous, alpha wife. The sex was punishingly good last night, even though we had tried to keep our hands off each other for the first hour or so. I flirt with the thought that we might be something more to each other than lovers but know that I want his marriage to succeed. And because of this I keep my emotions in check.
This morning we went for some coffee at our local coffee bar. I was feeling a little rough as we’d finished a bottle of cava between us and some red wine after that. We kissed chastely outside and go our separate busy lives, until next week.
It bothers me that an ex thinks it is un-womanly my having so many lovers. I am not ashamed of it. I don’t draw attention to this lifestyle but the men I date are aware of it. It bothers me to think that they might think badly of my character or morals but I don’t really aspire to that kind of virtue/morality.
I couldn’t fully focus on writing today as distracted by the men who send me messages, I am flattered by their attention, and break off from what I’m doing to reply to them.
Jan asked me up to his this Friday and I made arrangements to stay over at his. We had a slight misunderstanding but it was cleared up in minutes – when we both openly spoke our minds. I have been feeling a little over sensitive and vulnerable lately, my senses working overtime, occasionally picking up slights where none were intended. I am grateful I have his warm friendship and feel a little guilty for thinking early in the week that he might have been self-absorbed. No one is completely without virtue.