Until then, here is another adventure that recently took place.
Night out with Jesse
A few posts back I mentioned Jesse. He is the gay brother of Julie, Linda’s co-worker. Jesse is new to the area and doesn’t know anyone other then the few people he works with in a small office. He is not from this area so knows little about the gay scene or where to go for a night out.
Julie had asked Linda if there was a chance that I could take Jesse out some night to show him some of the local watering holes frequented by the gay community. Linda had volunteered my assistance without consulting me, as if she really had to! I always do what Linda tells me.
So it is not surprising that Thursday evening I found myself getting dressed up to go out for the night with Jesse. Linda insisted that I wear the short skirt and slinky top that she had picked out. I thought that it would send the wrong signals to wear something so sexy, but I put them on as Linda instructed.
We went to the gay nightclub, which was of course kind of quiet, being a Thursday evening and all. So it wasn’t much of a surprise when we ended up the only people on the dance floor. Jesse was a good dancer as well so we danced several dances before sitting down to our drinks and conversation. I even found myself relaxing during one of the slow dances as he maneuvered us around the dance floor. Somehow, we found ourselves in the back corner of the dance floor when the song ended, and Jesse took advantage of our location to kiss me. For some reason, I just went along with the kiss and let it last longer than it should have, sending wrong signals and setting the stage for the rest of the evening.
For the rest of the night Jesse held my hand or put his arm around me as we walked to and from the dance floor. Several more kisses were shared, and soon we were headed home. A long, tongue-wrestling kiss ensued at my door, and I found myself inviting him in for coffee, which somehow led to us making out on the sofa for another half hour. He tried to advance the action further but I was somehow able to convince him that it was time to end the date and pushed him out the door.
As I entered the bedroom, Linda asked from the darkness, “Did you have a good evening?” Fortunately, she was too tired for details so I was spared having to confess my actions. As I fell asleep I had very mixed thoughts… I had fulfilled my task of showing Jesse a place that he could go and meet people… but did I want him to go there without me?