Sleepin Single In a Double Bed

I’m W….and I’m a wimp. I admit this freely. I like to hug. I like to cuddle. I like to spoon. I want to be cared about. Most of all, I want to wake up next to the woman I slept with the night before. This explains why plain ole missionary is my favorite position. I want to look her in the eye and feel as much of her touching me as humanly possible. I have tried casual sex often and usually failed. With the exception of Roommate (who is an ex-gf of seven years) this has only occurred with a very few of my sexual liasons.
It didn’t happen with Match.com girl because our trysts were usually in the afternoons or early evenings. The other times were during the week when one of us had to get up at the buttcrack of dawn.
It never happened with Texas Flame for several reasons. First, she had a bed that wasn’t big enough for the both of us to be in comfortably unless we were on top of each other…my preferred position anyway. Second, I didn’t want her to hear me snoring like a freight train. Thirdly, and probably most importantly, our physical relationship was SUPPOSED TO BE casual sex and nothing else. We had a border that we agreed not to cross. A border which was my idea and construction. A border which I later demolished and plowed thru with an Abrams A1A tank.
It did happen with AOL girl, although she is probably the only girl since college that I never wanted a real relationship with. For once it was pure sex. We met once and that was that.
It certainly didn’t happen with Married Nympho Coworker, because she obviously had a husband to go home to. I never thought it possible to actually get tired of good sex but it is and I did.
Which brings me to Belle. Like all of the really good relationships I’ve had with women, Belle and I are friends first. She listens to me whine about things never to be with other girls and I listen to her pine over other men. Belle and I spent 2 and a half days sequestered in a hotel room. We didn’t cuddle as much as we both wanted, which I again blame on a need to cover up my snoring. However two mornings I got to wake up a bit early and just watch her sleep….a beautiful thing.