My TV Movie of the Week

When I last left off, I was going to call the other injured party in our significant others affair. I did, and he was very nice. We talked for a while and at the end of our conversation, some 2 hours later, we decided we were curious enough to meet, but we made sure to tell each other that we weren't looking for anything, just curious. So we figured out where to meet, and 4 days later, at 7 pm, we met at a neat place in a local mall. We had a drink, then another, then we got a pitcher, then food, then another pitcher. Then we went to another place. We talked and laughed all night, literally. He brought me back to my car at 4 am. We talked some more, then we kissed, then kissed again. What was this I was feeling? It was excitement! I hadn't felt that in a very long time! This man had the best smile, and his eyes were beautiful, and he had a nice ass, too! At least, I thought so through his jeans! Anyway, I tore myself away from him and he asked if he could see me again and I said yes. (Thank God I didn't hoot and hollar and scare him off!) I was home and in bed by 5, and at 9, he called and asked me to come over to watch the Bears with him. I figured I would, so at 12 (fashionably late), I left my house to go to his. I was there by 12:30. More later