Again, this was suppose to be written a while ago so I am reflecting how I felt at those moments in time.
This isn't the really final chapter; it is the end of the beginning and the beginning of an entire new and fantastic chapter (Kinda like Star Wars but without CGI and all that great marketing).
The first play date (that ended up being the first date).
Monday after our dinner I send thank yous to Ma'am and jenna for the great time and they responded (I would love to have many more dinners with them).
Tuesday I get another note from jenna, I am hoping it is some free dates, in November, to get together (I am really hoping that she might be free in October, I'm anxious). But no, she says she would be free the next weekend or the one after, if I am free, my choice (personally I would have wanted to do both). I agree to travel to her that weekend and we get permission from Ma'am to do so (and limits ;( ). If you know me, you know that I will not violate any limits. I will dance incredibly close but not break them. Something about having someone beg to do something they can't, denying them and having the control to not break that rule (more on this later hehehe, Did I say thank you Ma'am).
I had no expectations, I wanted to spend time with jenna, get to know her and see where our energy would take us (would we be occasional play partners, more than that or allot more). That week we have several more conversations that help set the tone for what we may do that weekend. We skirt around the subject of sexual activity till Friday night where Ma'am lets us know all the limits. To my pleasant surprise we can do almost everything but vaginal and anal penetrative sex (thank you Ma'am). I plan on leaving early on Saturday morning to get there.
I am one of those guys that don’t do a lot of planning (I hate to set something up to have it fall through). I do have one request. I want to go out to dinner, Saturday night, and have jenna wear the same outfit I saw her in the Saturday night before the dinner (remember the night she hit on me, hehehe). She had on the black skirt that fit so well and a shear black shirt (the downside was that she had to wear something under the shirt or I would have a great view of her breasts. jenna has really nice breasts). On the drive down, I start thinking of what we may and can do. I bring my toy bag just incase we go in that direction.
As I said before, I had no expectations. I even figured that I might spend Saturday night on her couch. I wanted this weekend to be about getting to know each other, grow the friendship. But, I am a guy, a "naturally" horny guy that has a sadistic streak in him, so my mind wanders to the no penetrative sex thing and how I can "use" it. There is a hurricane off the coast of NC and the drive is rainy, windy and slow. jenna gave great directions, so finding her place was easy - er (I am driving direction impaired).
I arrive, knock on the front door and she greets me with a hug and kiss. It feels so good to be there. Already I am glad I made the trip and know I want to do this again. jenna has so much depth and passion, it feels so fantastic to be near her. We talk for a while and go to lunch and talk some more. jenna doesn't realize that during these conversations, she gives me some great ammunition to use later (I promise I will only use it for the good of all mankind).
Who would have thunk that she hates to beg and if you nibble on that right spot, she melts (I hit the jackpot). The downside, I found out after, is that she is only completely satisfied with penetrative sex and everything I did only frustrated her more, hence the whole Fucking Bastard name (that is another chapter).
I believe in love at first sight. I also believe in destiny and soul mates. I wear my heart on my sleeve so it is hard for me to hide that I am attracted to someone.
As the hours past (way to fast), I kept feeling a stronger and stronger connection with jenna. I hate that I have to leave on Sunday. We talk about how we enjoyed the weekend and want to get together again. I hope she feels as I do. From the moment I walk out her door, I miss her. I was so incredible happy to hear that she felt as I do and would like to "explore".
For those who know jenna, they know Ms. Lemon owns her. She is also part of the Lemon family so she is co-owned by "lug", Ms. Lemon's hubby. jenna is also married. She also has a few more entanglements so this is a women that a solidly polyamorious. I've explored poly a couple of times and feel that I have the capacity to love more than one but it never worked out (I think it was the whole can't do poly with monogamous people and there does have to be trust, openness and honesty). My vision of poly has always been, myself and a primary partner with each of us having secondaries. Involving myself with jenna would stray from that "norm".
I know how I feel when I spend time with her and can only see our relationship grow closer. And, this form of poly is working extremely well. Everyone involved knows I need a little help (I'm being conservative with the help thing) to grow within the family. Some of the help the family is helping me with is sharing their openness and honesty and assisting me in sharing mine.
Ms. Lemon and jenna's husband have been incredibly generous and I can't thank them enough.
I am a very loving, caring and respectful man (hence the Daddy before the Fucking Bastard) and want to insure that the family, I feel I am part of now (the Redd Hand / Lemon Family) is respected. I will not do or allow anything to affect the relationship between jenna and Ms. Lemon and "lug". I will also not do or allow anything to effect the relationship with jenna and her husband. These aspects of her life are as important to me as to jenna and the rest of the family.
Update (I can do that, I said this was suppose to be written a while ago)
Since that first date, I've met jenna's husband. He is a great guy and made our first meeting easy - er. Ms. Lemon and I went to dinner and she is interested in sharing jenna's service (I feel so incredibly honored) and assist her in jenna's scheduling.
I am so honored to be able to be called Daddy, Fucking Bastard (I do smile when she says that) and most importantly boyfriend (insert cheeze eating grin).
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