The First Kiss

I must start by apologising for all the time i've spent without posting but blame it on the ISP. Just to take you back to that last day, i went out with the regular guy whom i shall call Q and spent a wonderful four hours getting wasted. On getting home however, i found that i couldnt shake the temptation to talk to the biker. As fate would have it, just as i reached for my phone, he called and we got into this wild long conversation that was spiced with innuendo about what we will do to each other at our next meeting.

Anyways, the night passed blissfully and i woke up the next day faced with the prospect of yet a more intriguing day. I must confess that friday was not that eventful for me mainly because of the stress from work. I simply planned to spend a quiet evening watching movies with my dearest little sister who was yet to return to school. The biker joined us for the movie night and it was delightful having him massage my feet as the movie rolled.

I next saw the biker on Sunday when we rode together along the Mbarara highway while taking my sister to school. I immensely enjoyed the experience and my spirits were high when we got back to town. We hit the Big Brother eviction party and proceeded home to rest.

It was on Monday night that we shared our first kiss. To say the wait was worth it would be an understatement. It begun in the guise of a massage to ease my tension but resulted into an intimate session that promised lots of pleasure in the future. I think the thing that stood out most was his sensitvity and the way he respected my boundaries.