4 posts tagged “rob”

I absolutely LOVE Rob right now! He’d been calling me and hinting that he had a surprise. I thought it was a visit – either him here or me there again so when he told me to get a bag packed for somewhere chilly I figured he was sending me a ticket to CO again. My doubting side told me to "slow down, don’t accept his invitation, it’s too much!" But my adventurous side said "Hell yes, I’ll start packing!" That was on 3/10. He sent me an email that said: after you’re all packed, make sure you clear your calendar on March 16^th and 19^th – for a long weekend!

I was so excited! I went ahead and cleared my calendar for the 20^th too and worked all week to get caught up before the surprise.

On Friday morning the 16^th, I got a Fed Ex package with the following things in it:

A rhinestone shamrock pin

A green wool scarf and gloves

A ticket to Denver flying out THAT NIGHT at 8 pm

A limo driver’s business card with a message on the back: your eyes will be smilin’ whether they’re Irish or not! A driver will pick you up at your house at 6 pm tonight and another one will meet you in Denver when you arrive here. Can’t wait to see you! Rob

Holy crap that was too cool to handle! I was wondering what I could do to surprise Rob a little too so I took off to the mall and got the cutest emerald green silky nightie and robe. Then I got a green bra and panties combo too. There was also a cute T-shirt that said "I’m not Irish but kiss me anyway"

When the limo picked me up at my house I was excited and nervous. No one has ever gone to these lengths for me. There were a couple of pints of Guinness on ice in a green ice bucket. A note attached to it said: sit back, relax and enjoy your flight - see you in a few hours. Rob

Wow.

When I arrived in Denver, I got my suitcase from the carousal and when I turned around there was a driver all dressed in green with a sign that said my name on it. I started laughing and he was right there grabbing my bag and walking me out to the awaiting limo. I hopped in and there was Rob, all smiles from ear to ear! I laughed and hugged him, we kissed and I told him I had a great day, loved his surprise and thanked him for the trip.

"We’re not done yet. This is going to be a great weekend"

The limo circled around the terminal and dropped back into the loop. I must’ve looked puzzled because Rob said, "Don’t worry, he knows where he’s going"

Just then he pulled over to the sidewalk, stopped and opened our door.

"This is your airline sir"

Rob had already checked us in so he dropped off our bags and we headed to the gate. I looked at the monitor as we sat down and saw that our gate was serving Denver to Boston, leaving in 1 hour.

Boston!?

"You’re kidding, right?"

"Nope. You said it’d be fun to be in Boston for St. Patrick’s Day, didn’t you?"

I couldn’t believe it!

So you can see why I’m walking on air! We had a fabulous time in Boston. It’s like Mardi Gras in New Orleans. CRAZY!! Something to be experienced. We went to the parade, ate corned beef and potatoes, drank pints of Guinness and danced the night away to Irish music. Rob has a college buddy that lives there now so he took us to the best spots and then let us stay over at his house. By the time we flew home on Sunday night I was hooked! We took a late afternoon flight to Denver after lunch at a nice restaurant on the water. We then stayed in a hotel by the airport and I took a flight home on Monday afternoon. Not once did Rob say anything dorky about our relationship, asking where it’s going or say anything stupid that would send me packing. (Thank God) We had so much fun – he just blew me away! Oh, and he loved the green under-things J It was a truly facsinating weekend!

Again…WOW!

What a great adventure I had mid-February! Vacationing in Colorado was a thrill – in more ways than one!

First off I must apologize for the long absence and for the long diary entry this time. I must get my journal up to date and then make a vow to keep it current!

ROB:

Colorado was so awesome! I’d never been there before and I had a blast! Rob picked me up at the airport and we went to dinner at a cool pueblo style restaurant. Very rustic and southwestern. He lives outside of Denver a ways and the restaurant was on the way to his place. I was pretty tired since I’d worked all week and had some other issues that were stressing me out (see "JESSE" below) so we decided to call it a night after dinner and just head to his house. What a gorgeous place he has! I can see myself in this house – or something very similar! We have a lot in common so I knew I’d love his home. He insisted that I sleep in the guestroom that first night. Said he wanted me to get a good night’s rest. I thought it strange but sweet too. Not being presumptuous was a relief actually. After a nice talk by the fire with a glass of wine I was ready for bed and the down comforter on the carved 4 post bed was like heaven to me!

I got up the next day early. It was still dark and I could smell coffee brewing so I got my running suit on and headed down to the kitchen. Rob was in his robe and had his back to me. I walked up to him and put my arms around him in a back-hug. He smelled of soap and coffee – I sighed as I inhaled. It felt good to be here. Rob turned around and returned the hug. "How did you sleep?" "Great, I love that bed. You really know how to make a girl feel welcome," I said taking the mug of coffee from his hand and setting it aside. I looked deep into his eyes and saw a flicker of desire. I looked longingly at his lips, the invitation I hoped he’d been waiting for. He bent down slightly and kissed me deeply. We made out in the kitchen for a couple of minutes and finally broke free when the phone rang. I could tell it was a client, which was okay since it was Friday and technically a workday. I got myself a cup of coffee and sat on the couch enjoying the view while he finished up the call. "I’m sorry" he said when he joined me on the couch a few minutes later. "I promise that once we get on the road this afternoon, there will be no more work calls. But until then, I do have a few things to take care of. I’m going to take you into town to the ski shop so you can get outfitted with your gear and when I pick you up, we’ll be on our way." I kissed his forehead and went back to my room to get my bag.

The guy in the ski shop knew the drill. He had coats and pants and skis and boots all ready for me to try on. Rob was good at guessing my size and style because it didn’t take long at all to get geared up. I wondered how many ladies this ski shop owner had outfitted for Rob. It’s weird to think these things, I know but I couldn’t help it. Rob’s a great looking bachelor living in an awesome area and he invited me for a visit, I’m sure he’s done it before.

The trip to Breckenridge was really nice. It was snowing lightly and it was dusk when we arrived. We were staying in a great lodge and I was excited to hit the slopes the next day. It’s been years since I’ve skiied, but I was still looking forward to it. We ate dinner in the lodge restaurant by the big stone fireplace and played a game of chess afterwards. We took a walk in town with all the lights glittering on the snow. When we got back to the lodge we decided to take a soak in the hot tub. No one was in it so we snuggled together and talked about all sorts of things. We were a comfortable couple. Lots in common and enjoyed each other’s company. I just was wondering if there was much of a passionate connection though. I thought for sure that we’d have had sex the night I arrived. No. Then perhaps the next morning – no again. Here we were half-naked and although I really wanted sex I was starting to worry that Rob wasn’t really attracted to me. I remembered our last encounter. Delicious. Why hadn’t he made a move then? All of a sudden he stood up and said, "We should think about going upstairs soon. We have a big day tomorrow and I don’t want us to be too tired to ski."

What the hell?

Did he mean that we’re still not having sex so we can be energized for a long day of skiing? Or did he mean that we should go up now, early in the evening so we can have a good round of sex and then a great night’s sleep for the long day of skiing?

I didn’t need to worry because once we got inside our room, Rob came alive. He started kissing me right at the door and peeling my sweater off. Jeez, I thought. So suddenly he’s going to town when I’ve been with him for 24 hours by now. Whatever, I just went along with it. We ended up on the living room floor with the fireplace as a backdrop. The sex was as tasty as it was the last time. Rob is skilled at foreplay and by the time he entered me, I was ready to explode. It was definitely worth the wait! I was surprised when he became hard just a few minutes later while we were lying there catching our breath. "Do you want to go again?" he asked. My answer was to hop on top of him so that I could have some control this time.

So the next day we had a fantastic time skiing together and after lunch we went upstairs to "nap" and after Rob went to sleep I posted my note to Vox that I was on vacation and would write more later. The rest of the trip was much the same as Saturday. Skiing, napping, eating and walking. It was such a great time. I was really relieved to see Rob get over his shyness or whatever it was the first 24 hours we were together. The passion is alive and well in us and I can see us having a great long-distance romance. At least for a while. I don’t intend to get serious with him and if those feelings start to come, we’ll have to end it because an "exclusive" long-distance relationship is not what I want. It’s one thing to have a mutual attraction and see each other occasionally and it's quite another to try to sustain an actual relationship on those terms. My beloved Greg was wise enough to know that we would end up hurting each other if we tried to do it that way – so he broke it off with me permanently as difficult as it was to do!

Okay so now on to JESSE:

I must go way back for this one. As you might recall, I suspected something odd in Jesse’s wife’s behavior when I found my business card in her file with my note to Jesse written on the back! Jesse was due back in town on February 3^rd. He knew we needed to talk – he just didn’t know what about until we met. So on that Sunday we met for breakfast at the restaurant by the marina. He came up to me and gave me a big hug. "I’m so glad we can meet today. I’ve missed you so much, D." I was standoffish because I knew he’d blow a gasket once he heard what I had to say:

"I have some really bad news, Jesse." His expression changed and I dreaded the further changes it’d take on before I was done.

"I’m just going to come out and say it. Your wife is my client. At least she was till I terminated her"

"WHAT?!"

"She called me a few months back seeking nutritional advice so I took her on as a client"

"Did you know who she was when you took her on?"

"Yes. Let me finish before you completely lose it. She came to me and told me all kinds of things about you and her and how this baby was going to bring you back to her. I felt sorry for her. She said you two were working it out. I believed her and that’s why I treated you the way I did. I’m sorry. A couple weeks ago she called and told me she was in the hospital having problems with the baby. I didn’t hear back from her ever again and I thought she must’ve lost the baby and isn’t feeling up to calling anyone."

"She’s not pregnant, Dayna. How many times do I have to tell you – she’s making it all up to get back at me!"

"I think I know that now. Again, I’m so sorry. So I thought she wasn’t going to call me anymore and I was cleaning my office and found my business card in her file. Only it wasn’t one I gave her. It’s one I gave YOU – last summer! With my phone number on the back! The only thing I can think of is that she got it at your place and called me to come between us."

"No shit, Sherlock! I told you she’s crazy. I told you she’s relentless. Why did she stop calling you? Did she figure she wasn’t ‘showing’ and you’d figure out her lie?"

"I think it’s cause I told her about my upcoming trip to Colorado to visit a firend that got her to back off. I guess she figured her work was done, that you and me were through."

"Well she got that part right! How could you take on my WIFE, Dayna? Do you know how betrayed I feel right now? You put your love of health and wellness before your feelings for me! And to help the enemy! Why couldn’t you believe me that she was evil? I tried to tell you so many times!"

"Jesse, I can’t tell you how sorry I am. I don’t know what I can do to make it right. Please believe me when I tell you that I wish I’d done things differently. I made a mistake. Please let me be your friend again. I promise I’ll never mistrust you again."

"That’s just it, Dayna. I don’t trust YOU anymore. Please don’t call me. I need time to think about what you’ve done. Goodbye, Dayna. Try to stay out of trouble."

And he walked out. Leaving me to feel like a complete shit. He wouldn’t side with me at all. Not even a tiny bit. I’d hoped he’d forgive me and tell me that it was all Karen’s fault. That she’d duped me and played us both. I knew that it wasn’t going to be the last time that I talked to Karen. She owed me an apology and one to Jesse too. She deserved to be in the nut house for faking a pregnancy to get back at him.

I didn’t know what to do so I went home and got on the treadmill. I ran 8 miles before I stopped. I took a shower. I made coffee. I listened to my voicemail and then cried after I heard Jesse’s message:

"Dayna, I’m on my way to meet you at the restaurant. I’m so excited to see you and can’t wait to tell you how I feel. By the time you hear this message you’ll know I’m tired of us being apart and want to figure out a way to be together. I’m looking forward to proving this to you every day. See you soon, D."

Shit!

Things have been really crazy so I'm writing this to let you all know that I'm still alive and well and will write a diary entry soon. 

I'm on vacation right now (visiting Rob in Colorado) but I have a LOT to tell.  Jesse came back last Saturday and we had a talk and it was interesting to say the least.  Not sure where it'll lead.

I’m exhausted and so glad it’s the weekend! The last couple of days have really gotten to me. And I have to say that I’m relieved that Jesse is tied up on a problem job and asked for a rain check for the train trip. I can’t face him right now.

Thursday I had my session with Karen – Jesse’s wife. She told me stuff that made me want to slap the crap out of him. He was always coming home late, breaking plans and leaving her alone. She suspected an affair. She thought that having a baby would be the ticket to their marriage. He’d be a good dad if he’d make the time to stick around and a kid would make him want to, right? Every time she was pregnant and lost the baby, he’d stay things to her that were unfeeling – it wasn’t meant to be, maybe it’s better this way, etc. Then last spring she told him how unhappy his behavior had made her over the last few years and she wanted to go to counseling and he said no, let’s just put this thing out of it’s misery and moved out the next day. (the story he told me was much different – she wanted to leave him)

So over the summer she tried to reconcile with him, telling him she’d do anything to get him to come home and he wouldn’t even return her calls. In October she said he showed up on her doorstep and told her he was sorry for being so mean, would try to be nicer and was there to get some of his things. Somehow she got him to sleep with her and although she thought it would be the road to recovery, he called her the next day and told her what a big mistake it was and that it was definitely over – he was consulting an attorney to get the divorce started.

She had of course gotten pregnant that time they had sex.

Now he didn’t want anything to do with her, told her she’s making it all up and to get lost.

I was pretty upset by this story because it did in fact contradict everything he’s told me about their break up and the relationship they now had. I couldn’t help but believe her when there was no reason for her to lie to me – I was her coach.

Okay, so I met Rob downtown in the lounge of his hotel. We had a great time at dinner and at the comedy show and then we headed back to the hotel for some dancing in the club there.

About 11:30 Rob asked me to come up to his room for a nightcap. I remembered the last time we shared a nightcap in his room at the conference and how difficult it was for me to leave his side.

I am not naïve and I knew what would happen if I accepted his invitation for that drink in his room. Part of me wanted to go to spite Jesse and then I thought, "what is up with that? – Jesse doesn’t deserve even spiteful feelings from me – the lying ass!"

Besides, it’d been a LONG time since I’d had sex and this guy was ready and willing and so gorgeous!

We were in his room and Rob got us a drink from the mini bar. We sat side by side on the couch drinking our drinks and having small talk. He got up to put our glasses on the dresser and took my hand for me to stand as well.

He started kissing me – he is a great kisser! He started to undo the buttons on my blouse and then kissed my neck and down to my breasts, which were still in my bra. He came back up to my mouth and his hands were on my ass and thighs, lifting my skirt.

He guided me to the bed and I sat down. Kneeling down, he unzipped my boots and took them off. He started caressing my calves and then ran his tongue the length of my right leg, zip-zagging from the front to the inner thigh. He reached my crotch and teased my lips with his tongue, through my panty hose. It felt absolutely delicious.

Then he was pushing me up on the bed, my head getting closer to the headboard as he slowly peeled my panty hose off. I reached back and undid the button and zipper on my skirt and pushed it off as well. He got on the bed, sort of next to me and removed my top and bra then he slithered down the length of me and started to eat me. I squirmed with delight. He was good at what he was doing. His fingers were inside me and then his tongue and then his hands were on my ass cheeks, getting good leverage and his face ground into my twat.

I arched my back and came with great force. I let out a cry as he stood up and tore his clothes off. He was back on me before the convulsing stopped inside my pussy.

He laid his rock hard cock on my belly and I started to stoke it, easing him toward my tits. He put his huge manhood between them and he started to rock forward as I pushed my tits together, my nipples were so hard they hurt.

A few minutes of this and Rob exploded all over my chest and neck. He rolled over onto his side and let out a huge sigh.

I got up to get a towel and when I got back Rob was snoring. Wow, I didn’t know a quick romp like the one we had could knock it out of a guy. I got dressed and left his room as quietly as I could.

So now it’s Saturday and instead of the train trip with Jesse, I’m mulling over the last few days.

Rob called me on Friday to apologize for falling asleep. He was tired from the business trip and admitted that he had drunk too much when we got back to the hotel from the comedy show. I told him there was no problem, I actually had a really good time and that the things we did were totally sexy and would have me thinking about the next time he was in town. Then he asked me to come to Colorado in a few weeks and I said I would.

I have a good feeling about us. We’re having fun together and that’s what I need right now.

As for Jesse, he did call me to make a new date and I ignored the call, letting it go to voicemail.