Mrs Fever’s fourth prompt in the Summer Writing Project is ‘Run.’ I absolutely detest running. It’s like a form cruel punishment. Thankfully, Sir thinks walking is safer than running so he won’t make me run (hopefully).
My greatest memories of running don’t really have anything to do with the physical act of running.
RUNNING TOWARD LOVE
The way lover and I started dating wasn’t through candlelit dinners or long romantic walks on the beach. I met lover on Tinder and we had normal conversations with each other before things got steamy. Can you believe one of the topics we talked about was history?
When I finally met him in person, it wasn’t in a public setting. I went over to his place. I was so unsure of going to see him. I was already with Sir at the time and really only wanted to have sex with Sir, but Sir wanted to meet someone to form a physical connection with. I had written all about my uncertainties. Things, I was afraid to say to Sir directly. How I wished it was Sir instead.
Sir had read my post about all my fears and said that due to the distance, he did not expect or require sexual exclusivity. So I reluctantly went to see lover. I had texted Sir where I was so if I didn’t respond later he could call the police. You can never be too careful.
Lover came out to meet me and when we saw each, we ran to each other and our lips locked. The moment I saw him, I wanted him and he wanted me. We ran back to his place and barely made it through the front door. Clothes were flying everywhere. There was a lot of sex over the span of six hours. Pretty sure that was more cardio than running a marathon. We didn’t say a word to each other for several hours. We had been so lost in each other’s bodies that no words needed to be said.
We’re still dating and now every time I see him, I run into his arms and he holds me close to him. I look up at him with glistening eyes. I feel safe with him. I feel comfort and I feel at home. He comes running when I’m in trouble. He comes running when I am scared.
Though, I was hesitant, I’m glad that Sir pushed me to run toward love that day.
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