The Wanderer

 

The Wanderer

I had only met him once briefly years ago at a conference before I approached him on Twitter and asked if he wanted to do some rope. Prior, we had struck up a friendship of sorts through the sex blogging community, knew each other liked kink, and also knew it had been awhile for him with rope. To my surprise and delight, he said yes.

Half of his suitcase laid out nonchalantly that I couldn't take my eyes off of

Half of his suitcase laid out nonchalantly that I couldn’t take my eyes off of

Our association had only always been one of respect across great distances, and sadly that still persists even though we’re now engaged in a relationship of sorts. He travels extensively and is an absolute workaholic. He has play partners scattered about and I appreciate how he still treats me as an individual person yet our arrangement takes pressure off of becoming more – something I shy away from since my divorce.

Not knowing him well and yet knowing him so well from communication over the years, he is a challenge to feel intimate with:  I question if he is pleased, or if he wants to see me again. I wonder if I’m his “type”, I wonder at the dynamics we will forge as our loose arrangement of seeing each other whenever we can (so maybe three times a year?) – what he hopes will happen and what I hope will happen.

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