Soft tapping rain and humid temperatures. I awoke with my body on fire for something new. With each rain drop, the awakening got more intense. Today’s our first date. I prefer to call it our first outing. Slow and steady wins the race. That’s what I keep repeating to myself. Slow and steady. Slow…and oh so steady. It’s so dangerous when you already have a sexual attraction to someone. You have to slow it down and tell yourself that slow and steady will always win the race. Our connection is so random. I can’t put my finger on the source of the intense attraction. He’s good looking and smart but so are many others. I watched him for 3 weeks after he approached me….not sure what I was looking for. And I’ve let him take my hand on two occasions now. That’s so unlike me. My guard is still up because he’s mentioned it a few times. I still don’t get the connection. He’s not a rebound man because usually I tell those men what’s expected of them from day one and it’s either they deliver or I choose someone else. I’ve no expectations of him except for him to be respectful and gentle. We know each other in a professional capacity and fucking up my money and my reputation are nonnegotiable. Back to slow and steady. Back to moist. Back to…today’s our first outing. I barely slept last night. Anticipation of what’s to cum slow and steady…. ~KJM in anticipation on Hump Day