Today, I'm looking for a place to put down some private thoughts. And since nobody visits my blog here anyway ...
It's just the anticipation of my visit to see B next week. I am meeting her at the airport in Minneapolis-St. Paul, and from there we are going down in my car to the neopagan event in southern Wisconsin I have attended for the last several years around the Fourth of July.
In all, we will be together four days and three nights. We have been writing each other since last August, got to be good friends, and it has evolved from there. Into love. I didn't mean it to. It just happened. Regardless of the fact that I have a wife. Regardless that she has a husband.
But both she and her husband are polyamorous, as am I. My wife can't break through those invisible walls that restrain her from doing many things that would make her a happier person. But she is happy for us. So I will drive her over for a long visit with her sisters (on my way to the Twin Cities), and she is eagerly looking forward to that. She will give me one of her quilts, to keep us warm in case the nighttime conditions at the neopagan event (We will stay there in a tent one night.) aren't as warm as we would like. It will work out.
Oh, this promises to be a very different vacation than any I have ever had with my wife. B cherishes her sexuality, and she gives every sign that she isn't going to be shy. To judge by what she has been writing me, I believe it. She hasn't been shy during our Skype video calls, which usually end up with both of us naked. She has been teasing me about the sexy things she plans to wear during our time together. She asks me not to bring too much underwear along.
Imagine. Imagine being with someone who actually enjoys the magic of sex and being sexy. That may be an ordinary experience for many men, but it's extremely rare for me. Frankly, I didn't think I would live that long. I thought I would have to wait until some other lifetime, some second chance in some parallel universe where women love who they are and the amazing enchantment they can put over a man with the magic of sex.
She is excited. I am excited. She teases me by telling how "Miss Kitty" and "the girls" are eager to meet me. I tease her right back, telling them about a hard, long friend who is waiting to get to know them better. We talked on the phone last night (Skype wasn't working on my laptop, unfortunately.) to discuss some things related to the visit and work out some uncertainties. It was just fun to talk.
We started seriously discussing the possibility of a July encounter back in February, when the countdown was something like 120 days. Now, the number is 5. Tomorrow, it will be 4. Next Thursday, it will be zero. On July 1, my wife and I will stay at my sister-in-law's place--I'll get up early on the 2nd, kiss her good-bye and drive west and then south. Her flight arrives about 12:45 p.m., and I plan to be there in plenty of time.
FYI, it will be the very first time I have ever been inside a major airport. But I have researched what the procedures are and I studied the website, so I think I know where I'm going. It may be a little hectic there. But we both will have cell phones. Near the luggage pickup area, our eyes will fall on one another. And then a wonderfully long weekend will begin.
What's on tap (besides the sex)? Two nights in motels with swimming pools and whirlpools. Some shopping at Mall of America, plus picking up this and that along the way. A lot of time in the car, talking, laughing, teasing, growing closer. Fireworks on the night of the 4th.
At the neopagan camp, it gets more exotic. A sarong-tying workshop. A henna workshop/playtime, with plenty of skin exposed. A "Naked Lunch." A symposium. A main ritual. And late at night we will walk out into a field, carrying a flashlight and blanket, find a good place to sit and gaze up into a pitch-black sky at trillions of stars shining brightly overhead, plus an occasional meteor and fireflies flashing here and there. A truly magical night.
It will all pass too quickly. The whole weekend will. Before we know it, we will be back at the airport, trying bravely to hold back our tears. It's been too short. But the days we share will be wonderful. We have both vowed to live each day to the fullest, to not hold back and to make lovely memories. Seize the day!
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