The last couple of months, I've had a sort of odd relationship with a guy named Michael. We had gone on a date a while back, and about a week after he told me he didn't see a connection. We both agreed we should get to know each other more and continued to be friends. Although I agreed it was the smarter thing to do, I kind of blew it all out of proportion. He continued to talk to me about my day and things like that and he would sometimes invite me over to his place, but I never really accepted.
I had told him that this weekend my parents were going to be out of town and that I was planning to so something with my friends - a movie night on Saturday, yesterday. He texted me on Thursday and asked me if I wanted to go see a movie with him and I told him about how I was going to have a movie night with my friends and invited him over and he said he'd love to come. My friends ended up not being able to come because they either had work or other plans, but he came.
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He came and we watched Batman Begins, and at first we just sat next to each other and then he asked me if I wanted to scoot in next to him. I did and he put his arm around me. A bit more than halfway through the movie, we finally got comfortable and he asked me if he could kiss me.
We kissed, for like a second. Then, he was like "Come on, it has to be at least longer than a second." So we tried for longer than a second, then I felt his tongue and I wasn't really expecting it, so I kind of giggled and looked away, and he was like "You have to try some tongue, or are you not comfortable with that?" I kind of wasn't and we watched the movie, and a bit later on I tried to kiss him with some tongue, and I did the same thing, I giggled and looked the other way and he sort of laughed too. We tried a couple times more, then we tried again, and he told me I was getting a lot better, which made me feel good.
By that point we had put Zoolander in and we weren't paying much attention to the movie. Throughout the night though, he moved my hair from my face and when we got close enough he told me I had very soft skin, which for some reason made me feel all happy inside. He told me I was beautiful a couple of times, and I just felt so comfortable with him.
We put in a third movie, which we both really didn't pay very much attention to. He sat back and had his arm around me and I rested my head on his chest. I felt safe with him.
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Then we sort of just lay in the bed that my parents have in the guest room. We talked about little things and it was just nice. He kissed my neck, and I giggled.
We're not in a relationship at all and it's great. We're just having fun and enjoying each other's company and I loved it. I had a great night.