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Gooey on the Inside
\nBy Patt<\/p>\n<\/p>\n
As I drove home, all I could think of was how lucky I was to have such a thoughtful lover. He hadn\u2019t wanted to write me a love note for Valentine\u2019s Day, but he did anyway. And I made sure and showed him that night how much it meant to me. Twice. He was very appreciative. That\u2019s my Jim. Always happy. Not\u2026<\/p>\n
He asked if he could go with Simon to have a few beers. He wanted to tell Simon about us, so what could I say? I told him to go ahead and have a good time. I\u2019m driving sweetheart. I can\u2019t believe he let me drive his truck home. That says a lot about the man and how he feels about me. He really does wuv me. I\u2019m cracking myself up. I think I spend too much time alone. I snicker at my own jokes and talk to the thin air. Oh well, as long as I\u2019m not hurting anyone, that\u2019s what\u2019s important.<\/p>\n
I stopped and picked up some Chinese food, because I hate cooking for one person. I\u2019m so used to cooking for two now, that\u2019s its weird when it\u2019s just me. I love Chinese food, so that\u2019s not a hardship at all. I parked in the lot below the loft and got out and took the elevator upstairs for a nice quiet evening. I was looking forward to some reading or maybe even some writing.<\/p>\n
Once inside the loft, I locked the door, sat dinner on the table and began to eat. I was once again reminded of the loneliness of eating alone. I was glad we didn\u2019t do this often. But I knew that Jim needed to talk to Simon. He was afraid that Simon would find out from someone else.<\/p>\n
Jim likes to act all tough and hard-ass, but he\u2019s really quite nice. He\u2019s a sweet, caring gentle soul, but I\u2019m never admitting it to his face. He would get all defensive about that.<\/p>\n
I cleaned up the area I was eating at and went to throw it in the trash and some paper caught my eye. It had Jim\u2019s handwriting on them and I have to admit, I wanted to know what he was writing and to whom. I picked them out of the bottom of the trash and sat down to read.<\/p>\n
The first sheet said, Blair,<\/i><\/p>\n
You wanted a love note from me, telling me how I felt about you.<\/i><\/p>\n
And then there was no love note. I cracked up. He must have been having performance anxiety. I\u2019m cracking myself up again.<\/p>\n
The second paper I unfold says,<\/p>\n
Blair,<\/i><\/p>\n
Roses are red
\nViolets are blue
\nSugar is sweet
\nAnd so are you. <\/i><\/p>\n
Love, Jim<\/i><\/p>\n
I fall out of my chair, laughing. I can\u2019t believe he was having such a hard time writing something from his heart.<\/p>\n
I can\u2019t stand the suspense and open the next one,<\/p>\n
Blair,<\/i><\/p>\n
I love you in the morning
\nAnd in the afternoon.
\nI would love to be fucking you,
\nCould we make it soon?<\/i><\/p>\n
Love, Jim<\/i><\/p>\n
Hey wait a minute; I sort of liked this one. He\u2019s more of an action type of guy then a verbal one.<\/p>\n
I only thought the others were cute until I saw this next one,<\/p>\n
Blair,<\/i><\/p>\n
You\u2019re like a vision
\nSometimes it\u2019s like double vision.
\nIt\u2019s good that I can see this well. <\/i><\/p>\n
Love, Jim<\/i><\/p>\n
I liked this one, too. I liked that Jim was using his senses in the note to me. It was a very good move, I would have enjoyed that one, too.<\/p>\n
Oh, I read the next one and sighed.<\/p>\n
Blair,<\/i><\/p>\n
Thank you for keeping me out of an insane asylum.<\/i><\/p>\n
Love, Jim<\/i><\/p>\n
He wouldn\u2019t have ever let himself get bad enough for the insane asylum. Well, I hope not anyhow. He\u2019s better then he thinks he is.<\/p>\n
The last paper, was his rough draft of the final one he gave me in the card. I loved it, it was totally Jim.<\/p>\n
Blair,<\/i><\/p>\n
I love you more then you\u2019ll ever know
\nI wish I had the words to tell you
\nYou\u2019re mine forever
\nI\u2019m yours too
\nI love you
\nI love you
\nI love you<\/i><\/p>\n
Your man, Jim<\/i><\/p>\n
I am definitely his and he is mine. I love him and he loves me and we\u2019ll be together forever. This last one was perfect. Jim didn\u2019t think he did that well, but he did. Once again, his actions spoke louder then his words. He shows me every day how much he loves me. Everyone else around us knows too. I\u2019m sure that Jim telling Simon tonight won\u2019t be a surprise to Simon.<\/p>\n
The bullpen can tell that we\u2019re an item. I\u2019m glad. I like the idea of people knowing about us. So far no one has asked about why my old room is so clean every week during poker. I think they don\u2019t want to embarrass Jim. Not that Jim is ashamed of us, but he would just blush if he knew that everyone else did. He\u2019s very shy about us. The only reason he\u2019s telling Simon is another way to show me he loves me.<\/p>\n
I go into the office and pull out a romantic card and decide to give him a little poem from me. That ought to make his night complete. Hopefully he won\u2019t drink too much and miss the fun poem.<\/p>\n
I get done writing it and smile. I can actually write decent poetry, but I wanted to give him something sweet and cute. This is both. Now I just have to wait for him to get home.<\/p>\n
I decide to take a shower while I\u2019m waiting. That will pass a little of the time. Come on, big guy, get home soon. I want you. In the shower, I\u2019m soaping down my body and I\u2019m hard as a rock, thinking about Jim. No, I\u2019m saving myself for him. It\u2019s as simple as that. I got out, dried off and put my comfy clothes on for the evening and picked out a book to read.<\/p>\n
I tried. I really did try to read, but my mind kept wandering back to Jim and his perfect ass. You know, he\u2019s enough to give a man insecurity issues. His cock is perfect, he has a beautiful chest and stomach and his ass is finer then I\u2019ve ever seen. Yes, he needs to get home soon. I want to do some wandering with my wicked, wicked hands.<\/p>\n
Its great fun making love to a man that is super sensitive. He\u2019s easy. This is simple, but true. He is putty in my hands within moments I start touching him. And did I mention, easy?<\/p>\n
Jim is everything I always wanted in a mate and I\u2019m so glad that we finally found each other. Took us long enough to figure it out, but the important thing is we did<\/b> figure it out.<\/p>\n
I think I hear Simon\u2019s voice outside, so I walk over to the balcony door and look out. Sure enough, Simon was telling Jim goodbye for the evening. Oh goody, he was almost mine.<\/p>\n
I let him get in the front door before I pinned him against the closed door and kissed him like he had never been kissed before.<\/p>\n
\u201cChief, I\u2019m not complaining, but what brought this on?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw your notes,\u201d I admit to him.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy notes?\u201d Jim asked somewhat confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour rough drafts of the love note for Valentine\u2019s Day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh shit\u2026I should have thrown them outside. How embarrassing. So you decided to kiss me stupid because I\u2019m an idiot?\u201d Jim asked, still confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cI liked them,\u201d I confessed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHas anyone ever told you to get your eyes checked?\u201d Jim asked smiling.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have a card for you and I wrote you a poem.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d Jim asked happily.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, let me get it,\u201d I said as I grabbed it off the table.<\/p>\n
Jim opens the envelope and reads the front of the card. He is smiling so sweetly, I wish I had had my camera ready. Then he opened up the card and started reading. He blushed. Yes, he blushed.<\/p>\n
Jim,<\/i><\/p>\n
I love you soft and I love you hard.
\nI wanted to give you a special card.
\nNow first you lick,
\nThen you suck,
\nI\u2019ll hold on tight,
\nWhile you fuck, fuck, fuck.<\/i><\/p>\n
Love, Blair<\/i><\/p>\n
Jim pulled me into his arms and said, \u201cGet upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
I love when he takes charge. This is my hard man that is all gooey on the inside. Just don\u2019t tell him I said that.<\/p>\n
The end<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Gooey on the Inside By Patt As I drove home, all I could think of was how lucky I was to have such a thoughtful lover. He hadn\u2019t wanted to write me a love note for Valentine\u2019s Day, but he … Continue reading