When can we fuck next?

I had a lovely evening with A last night. Shit, I am falling hopelessly in love, the more time I spend with him.
We looked at 4 apartments, (for me, not 'us') none of which was all that great, and then went to dinner, and took a long walk through the nice part of the University campus, and ended up parked on a bench in the rose garden. Sitting a respectful distance apart.
Even after all that red-hot sex we had over the entire July 4th weekend..

I think he has a thing about public displays of affection, or perhaps he's being respectful of being in my neighborhood, and possibly seeing people who know me. I don't know. Or maybe he's giving me the space to initiate things. And I can't. And I don't know why. I usually have no trouble with that. I am totally confounded at my sudden shyness with him. It's completely out of character.

And all I could think was how much I wanted to get him alone and naked. So frustrating, feeling all this intense sexual attraction, with no place to go to be alone together. Over dinner, I nearly spontaneously combusted a few times, from the looks he was giving me. (I am reminded of Marilyn Manson's 'Heart-Shaped Glasses', that blue is getting me high, and making me low.)

He also joked about being slightly embarrassed about the red rose I had delivered to his office, and how as revenge, he should send roses to my office, with a card saying, "When can we fuck next?" I turned to jello, and stammered a bit, suddenly shy like a young girl on a first date. He has that affect on me. And I love it. Even with no sex, I feel like more of a woman around him than I ever have felt.

Not even a kiss last night. Just the kind of hug he'd give his aunt. I should give him a hard time about that. Or maybe he should give me one. I can't help feeling that I want him to initiate the physical contact though, and he doesn't. And I can't, either. It's a very odd thing. He totally knows how to play me. It's frustrating, and also completely, utterly erotically delicious!!!

I feel like I'm being lead down an erotic path I've never been on before, and I am loving every minute of it. Feeling how conventional sex is a way of wasting that energy, when it can be sublimated, used, converted into bliss and ecstasy, and I feel that's what is happening here. Orgasm is a waste of that energy sometimes. I feel like A knows that, even maybe subconsciously, and I'm being deliberately played. By him or by the Divine. If there's even any difference... I am entering a world where the lines are beginning to blur. What is not Divine?

A certainly is, click here for why.

We're going to look at some more apartments, (for him this time) on Saturday afternoon, unless he's going climbing. A is the perfect person to go apartment hunting with, being as he has a job in the property industry, and knows exactly which questions to ask! He even brought a camera, in case I wanted pictures.

Maybe Saturday there will be a chance to get good and laid. God knows I need it. 3 weeks between sex with a man I'm so wildly crazy about is pretty tough. And I am in the horny phase of my monthly cycle. Badly so.

We talked about the HIV test, he is going to get it done, hasn't got there yet, but it's been on his mind. I cannot wait to make use of that vasectomy... Been having a lot of thoughts about that! Just pure fucking, no birth control necessary? Every girl's dream...

(Soon to be ex) Husband came up to my room this morning, and noticed I'd left my vibrator on the floor from last night. That was a little awkward.
My orgasms are deepening, carrying me a bit further away lately. Last night's was the slow and deceptive kind, building up over a few seconds in intensity, before setting my spine and head on fire.