If fidelity were a test Kitty would flunk with a capital “F”. When BD2 was off at his concert and his car show and having the time of his life with God knows who, Kitty was planning my own fun.
Just before BD2 and I met I had met this guy on POF. He was formerly a Chef but had to close his deli and so I think he is leaning more toward being a handy man/construction guy which is fine by me because as sexy as the idea of a chef is…they work on the weekends and that simply does not work for Kitty.
So this guy who I will refer to as Tom Hagen from this point on and I met for dinner several weeks before I met BD2. Why do I call him Tom Hagen you ask? Well…for one thing he has a very VERY Italian name. Kitty LOVES Italian men although they don’t seem to take too kindly to Kitty for whatever reason.
So Tom Hagen traveled down here to meet Kitty for dinner which was pretty impressive. We hit it off right away. He has a great personality. He makes Kitty laugh and is pretty cute. But wait! He didn’t LOOK Italian AT ALL!!!
Kitty mentioned that at dinner and it turns out that he is actually German/Irish and had been adopted by an Italian couple…the best of both worlds as far as Kitty is concerned.
So even though we seemed to hit it off and Tom Hagen told Kitty he saw “potential”. Kitty believed Tom Hagen and like clockwork as soon as Kitty began to believe, Tom Hagen disappeared. Oh, I still saw him logged onto Plenty of Fish but he made no effort whatsoever to contact me.
Two weeks ago after the ever frustrating “Text and Dash” with BD2, I hopped onto POF just to check my inbox and noticed that Tom Hagen deleted his profile. He didn’t just HIDE it like BD2 and I…he DELETED it! In the POF world that means one of two things…either he got back together with his wife or he met the woman of his dreams on POF and that woman sure as hell was not Kitty.
As we know Kitty can never leave well enough alone so I texted Tom Hagen and asked why he deleted his profile. He said he gave up on POF. This led to a friendly little text chat which amounted to nothing but Kitty proclaiming us friends and a promise to get together real soon.
Over the past few weeks I’ve heard more from Tom Hagen then the guy I’m supposedly in a relationship with. As the weekend grew closer and it became more and more evident that BD2 was not going to make time for Kitty, I reached out to TH. In no time at all we began planning what will most likely be a little fuck session much like my Ashley Madison days with questions like “where do you want me to cum?”
Kitty began to get that feeling again. It was the feeling I used to get just before meeting a new lover at a hotel room. My pussy began to get wet as he texted “Can I lick you?”
“Hmmm I don’t see why not.”
“Then I want you to sit on my hard cock and ride me”.
DAMN! That’s Kitty’s all time favorite position!!!
The more we texted the further from my mind BD2 was. I recently got a fortune in a fortune cookie that said “Behind every able bodied man is another able bodied man.”
So Kitty is taking Bad Boy’s advice. I’m enjoying my freedom. While BD2 is having HIS fun, Kitty may be having some fun of my own.