Unforgettable Night With Mike
Saturday night I had plans with Mike.
I told him to pick a place for dinner. I drove down and met him at his place. He didn’t tell me where we were headed. He was enjoying keeping it a surprise and I absolutely love that.
It was a cute, little bit unknown, restaurant on the water. He was hoping we would catch a sunset. Of course, in FL fashion, a storm rolled in. We were under cover, but the rain came in sideways for about 15 minutes and we still managed to get wet. It killed the live music for the night. But, the skies were nonetheless breathtaking. Photo op worthy. We stuck it out and enjoyed a couple drinks and some good food. And for the first time, got to know one another. I realized, we’ve spent most of our time drinking in loud bars, dancing, and having sex…or sleeping it all off. Not much real conversation has happened. It felt, a little, first-date-awkward. We talked about our marriages and divorces. Confirmed there were no kids. Recapped a bit of our travels and where we have lived. Talked a lot more in depth about our experience with open relationships and where and why we were in the place we were. It was not the same level of fun we usually have, but it was more, in depth. And then, I brought up Eric. It was needed. I needed to make sure it wasn’t a surprise bandaid later. But it was also pertinent to a question he asked me. He asked about my plans for finding a place to live. And yes, right now, I am a little in limbo as I figure things out with Eric. Staying with my parents has been fun. And it allows me some time to travel and figure out life. I am basically planning to wait until November or December to make a decision, since I will be in AZ for about 6-8 weeks between now and then.
Mike laid into me a bit. Kind of a lot. The gist: he thinks that I shouldn’t be waiting around in any capacity for someone who is in a relationship. And if we haven’t figured it out in 22 years there’s a reason for it.
He isn’t wrong. And I told him as much. I told him if this was my friend in the situation, I would give the same harsh advice. I wasn’t going to defend it to him, but I have made my decision on this and am seeing it through, whether it’s smart or not. Eric checks a lot of boxes for me and if there’s a chance we can make it work, I guess I am going to take a big ass gamble for a potentially big payout.
That conversation made things even more awkward at the end of dinner. As we left, he made sure to cheer things up a bit and change the subject. And we moved forward with a better night.
We bar hopped. Left his car at the first bar and ubered around after that. Mike is old school polite and well mannered. And maybe a little machismo. He opens doors, pays the tab, makes sure I am having a good time. He’s interested in kinky and open things, but at the end of the day, he’s a little protective and jealous. A different combination than I have experienced before.
Mike has told me many times he would be interested in a 3some. Gender doesn’t matter, but he would love to add a guy into the mix. We joke at bars about finding someone. I got just brazen enough to cause some bar drama for us on Saturday LOL!
We happen to see a guy with a Red Sox shirt on. I decide this is a great opportunity go flirt and start a conversation. “I love your shirt!!!”
(I think his name was Marc. We will just call him that! Lol) And we begin a great conversation about his love for Red Sox and Yankees sucking lol 😂 He is a little handsy flirty. With Mike there. And I like the direction it’s headed. He learns we are on one of our first dates and finds us very interesting. He asks if we are swingers and I acknowledge it was something like that. He says he wished he had a date then! It’s a fun flirty, touchy drinking at the bar fun night. I tell Mike “let me know if anything is too much.” He says he will and that he’s good. We are clear with Marc that we do things together. Mike says he will share, but we leave together. Mike makes it known what the general rules are. Marc seems okay with it. But, he is pretty handsy, and addressing mostly me.
All is great until all of a sudden Mike leans in and he tells me he doesn’t like Marc. He thinks he doesn’t respect the dynamic. And that he believed Marc wants me without Mike. I downplayed it and shrugged and said “well, that’s the risk when we pick up a vanilla at a bar…” I am not used to jealous guys. I just figured it was a “this guy doesn’t get the rules” statement. I agreed – was going to have fun, but no biggie because I knew who I was going home with….but I did forget that Mike doesn’t really know me. And I don’t know him. And we haven’t established these boundaries. I was assuming a lot based on my past experiences.
Mike decides to go to the bathroom and tells me that he knows what will happen. That Marc is going to disrespect the situation and wait for him to go to the bathroom and hit on me. I still didn’t take it as a warning or boundary as much as a “let’s see what happens!” I knew who I was going home with. And just found the whole thing fun.
As predicted, Marc tells me he isn’t into sharing, but would love to please me some other time one on one. And requests my phone number. I give it to him knowing I don’t have to ever do anything with it. We get pretty touchy. Mike returned. And Mike is mad.
Apparently Mike has a little NY temper. He was like “I told you this bothered me. He doesn’t respect me or the relationship…” there was more said. But that was the gist.
I was thinking about all the ways to explain that I didn’t mean anything bad and hadn’t even understood that he was that close to being MAD.
But chose to just say “okay. I understand. I get it. I’m sorry.”
nd that calmed him down. He was never yelling. Or scary. But, it was clear he was mad.
I decide we should probably leave. He paid. And we started to walk out and I notice he stops and leans in to talk to Marc. I kept walking. Fast. I didn’t need to witness this. I guess he gave Marc a earful. Marc stood up like he wanted to fight lol 😆 and Mike just walked away
Once we were outside he stopped me very nicely was like “I’m not mad. It’s okay. I’m not mad” And he repeated this several times and explained that it was all okay. t’s fascinating because I’ve not dated someone with a little temper like that, but he did clam down quickly and made sure to make sure we were good.
And we went to another bar and drank more lol 😆
And then we went back to his house and had sexy fun times.
And later when he was reflecting on the night, he found the Marc flirting situation hot and enjoyed it….🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️
During the uber ride home, he talked about traveling with me. He was pulling up trips to Ireland and Iceland and cruises. He wants a travel companion.
We talked about the toga party. I asked why he hadn’t come to the toga party and he gave the right answer. He and I think the same. He said that I hadn’t invited him. And while he’s technically in the group, he didn’t know if it would be awkward for me if he went and since I didn’t specifically invite him, he figured it was better not to go. He said he didn’t know how I would feel but presumed it might be similar to how I would feel if there was an event in his area…and would I just show up?
We had a lot of fun, all things considering, Sat. He told me Sunday morning, that he also thought dinner was a bit awkward. But, that overall, that night had been his favorite night with me so far. So interesting.