Valued Involvement (Closed for Bluntitis)

[Bluntitis]

I get up at half past six. Slept very restlessly because I'm afraid to sleep through the alarm clock. Take a shower and then get to work in the kitchen. Making batter for the pancakes, cleaning strawberries, whipping cream, squeezing juice, making coffee and tea and setting the table neatly. The whipped cream is very fresh with little sugar, but well whipped until stiff. I hope whipped cream stays on your lip that I can then scoop off with a finger and stick in my mouth.

The pancakes I bake when you are there. I am ready when I hear a knock on the door. I welcome you and start baking the first pancakes.

"Good morning Sally, how are you? Make yourself comfortable. I hope you like pancakes with straberries and cream, there are also blue berries and of course maple syrop. What do you like to drink?"

You look radiant, rested and cheerful. I put on some music, John Hiatt, my favorit singer/songwriter.

 

[Becaa57]

"Good Morning!!!!"

Giving you a quick hug and peck.

"Pancakes with strawberry and blueberries one of my favorites, do you cook the blueberries in the mix? Either way is good"

"Just coffee for me this morning, I had kind of a rough night last night. I almost texted you to see if you were up. One of those toss and turn nights"

"Is there anything I can help you with??, totally not used to someone cooking for me"

 

[Bluntitis]

“I manage to wait one table! Sit down Sally. I didn’t sleep very well, anxious to be too late to prepare breakfast. You were welcome to cross the street at night.”

“Here is your coffee and the first pancake. The blueberries are not in the batter. You can choose between strawberries, blueberries or both. It’s all on the table.”

I wonder how you handle whipped cream. Whether you smear it or throw it in blobs with a spoon. I always do the latter, then the cream stays fluffier.

“What was on your mind that prevented you from falling asleep?”

 

[Becaa57]

Smiling at you as I sit
"Well sometimes only 1 table is harder to wait on then several"

"Thank you these look wonderful!!! The berries in the batter is something I started when the kids were little, only way to get them to eat a blueberry which is one of my favorite berries"

I spoon some whipped cream onto them, and pour a generous amount of the syrup.

"going to have to hit the gym after this one."

"I guess everything that happened yesterday, the meeting with Margaret, the day with you. My life in general"

"One of those 1,001 thoughts in my head"

 

[Bluntitis]

“I didn’t have problems to fall asleep, although that kiss stayed on my mind. I regretted Margaret watching us.”

“Those calories won’t harm you and there is a solution. As long as you move enough you won’t gain weight. Waiting tables is one thing, hiking is great as well. If you like you can join me this weekend. I go for a walk on Sunday. Saturday I stay at home.

 

[Becaa57]

"I'm glad you slept ok. You regretted Margaret watching us, but not the kiss??"

"For me I was surprised by the intensity of the kiss. I know we'd kissed before, but really just a kiss between friends, that one felt and I'm sure looked like we are much more then friends"

"These are fantastic pancakes!!! As good if not better then at the diner"

"I know I get a lot of steps waiting tables there, so helps keep my what you called a fine frame?

"A hike sounds good!!! The kids are visiting their father this weekend. So I'm free and a hike with you beats laundry every day!!"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Certainly not the kiss. You are an attractive woman and I like physical contact with you. I now realize that I have missed that the last two years. But don’t get me wrong, I like hugging, cuddling, feeling the warmth of your body against mine, an occasional kiss. But in a way it’s platonic, I am not ready for more intimacy. That takes more time I suppose. I would regret if tensions between us would jeopardize our relationship.”

“I think you should go now, otherwise you are late. Sunday morning I will knock on your door for our walk.”

 

[Becaa57]

"Good answer!!! I think we have both missed something the last few years. And spending time with each other is reminding us and filling a void"

"You're right!!!"

Getting up I put the dishes in the sink to be rinsed. Then going to the door. You walk with me
I turn and give you a nice tight hug. I kiss as well

"See you Sunday morning. Text me when you have time. Have a nice day and thank you for breakfast"

 

[Bluntitis]

After you've left, I'll have an other cup of coffee. I walk into the garden and think back to how you were just eating and chatting. What a great start of my day.

I'm relieved that you feel the same way. We take our time and no pressure. I'm having a wonderful day. I finish my lecture and plant the bulbs for next spring in the garden.

In the evening I watch a movie. Before I go to bed I look across the street, wondering what you are doing. After a long shower I feel rosy and sleepy. When I pull the duvet over me, I imagine you are lying next to me. That makes me feel like I have company. Not so lonely and I can think of Vanessa without black feelings of mourning.

 

[Becaa57]

After breakfast I go home and finish getting ready for work.
At work I have a busy day, accept a lunch invitation from a co-worker, but turn down a dinner invitation from him. Not ready to have a real date with him. Plus it would feel like cheating on you, which is weird because we both keep saying that we are just friends.

I receive a call from Margaret, she just wanted some clarification on a few things. She tells me, that she has reached out to my ex's lawyer and will keep me informed.

The rest of the week goes fairly well, you and I text throughout the day, but don't manage to meet up again.

On Sunday
I'm up early and waiting for your knock. Dressed in jeans and hiking boots with a short sleeve top but carrying a jacket just in case.

 

[Bluntitis]

Saturday was slow. I calculated that I needed the day for maintenance in the garden, but most of the work I had done the day before. There were periods of drizzle, so I decided to stay in. Read in a novel, a romance during the First World War in France. Was tempted to knock on your door for company and conversation, but didn’t want to seem bored with myself.

Sunday morning is hesitant but dry. After early breakfast and a fast shower I am ready for a walk. At nine I knock in your door not knowing what to expect. Maybe you are still vastly asleep. I will find out. A cup of coffee while you hit the shower is also great.

 

[Becaa57]

At 9 sharp there is a knock on the door. I open it to see you, a happy smile from me and a good feeling inside when I see you.
"Come on in, do you have time for coffee? Have you had breakfast?"

"I'm about to sit down for a coffee and roll, a bit nervous about the hike today, I hope I don't slow you down"

 

[Bluntitis]

I smile at you happy to see you again.

“I have had breakfast. A cup of coffee will do. You don’t have to worry. I am quite sure you can keep up with this old man. Anyway … I didn’t plan a route. We can start from here and we can make it as long as we wish. Your company is most important, not the achievement.”

I have to smile when I say this. When I walk alone I always hurry. It’s good to have you with me, doing things together is much more rewarding. We also should stop for lunch somewhere.

 

[Becaa57]

"Sounds good!!!! Let me get us some coffee, then give me a few minutes and I'm ready to go"

"I know there is a trail behind my place, I've never been brave enough to take it, always images of someone waiting in the busy to capture me and do unmentionable things to me"

Blushing when I say that.

"Plus I can bring you up to date with what Margaret has told me about the case so far. Unless you'd rather not hear"

 

[Bluntitis]

“We can take that trail. I know were it leads us. In two hours time we can reach the village near the river where we can have an early lunch. There won’t happen unmentionable things, at least … when you don’t want to.”

“When we are on our way you can inform me about how Margaret is doing. I like to know but won’t comment on it. I send her a first cheque on her request.”

I think about unmentionable things. What do you have in mind? I guess I wouldn't mind obeying you.

 

[Becaa57]

a bit later
"Ok ready to go!!!"
"As far as the unmentionable things, nothing something I think most women worry about when walking on a dark trail alone"
As we head out
"Margaret called the other day, she has been in touch with my ex's lawyer. They are setting up a meeting. She told me for this, I won't need to be there. This is what she called a lawyer to lawyer one"

 

[Bluntitis]

It is a varied walk. Stretches of forest interspersed with open terrain. In one of the forest pieces we hear a woodpecker, but we don't get to see him for a long time. When I see him in a tall tree quite far away I can’t indicate it to you. I stand behind you and sink in to get my head on your height. Now I can point at the woodpecker in front of your eyes. Following my finger with your eyes you discover him as well. It's a spotted woodpecker.

I press you against me and kiss you on the cheek. I feel your weight as you lean back against me. I long to stand like this and I don't feel the need to say anything. Just hope that you understand. The feeling of a soundless connection is magnificent. You give in by pushing you head lightly back against my chin. I close my eyes for a moment before setting you on your feet again. I take your hand and we walk on. After a while the trail becomes smaller and I let your hand slip away when you advance in front of me.

 

[Becaa57]

The walk is nice, we walk a bit of it side by side, sometimes holding hands as we get to a spot you reach out to take it.
When we hear the woodpecker and look, I can't see it but you can.
You come behind me, your arms around my waist and you guide my head with yours. I see it up in the tree.
I really enjoy your arms around me, leaning back against you. Feeling you support me physically in a way that I feel you starting to support me emotionally too.

A kiss on my cheeks surprises me, but it's soft and gentle. Like you are. I close my eyes and just enjoy the moment, your arms around my waist you cheek pressed against mine. Then you release me which saddens me, but I know we have to continue the walk.

After a bit the trail narrows and you have me walk in front of you. Strange we've hardly spoken but we've said a lot at the same time. After a bit I turn my head to check on you and I see your looking at me. Well more specifically at my ass as I walk. I smile and tease
"Enjoying the view back there mister?"
I love your blush and we continue although I add a bit more wiggle to my walking now.

 

[Bluntitis]

I blush when you ask me looking backwards if I like what I see. I immensely enjoy what I see! I don’t answer your. Just give you a guilty smile. You walk on in front of me in a coquette way. You show me your femininity. I didn’t know you are a teaser. Highly erotic, a huge surprise! If you walk through the diner like this, I suppose you will get a lot of attention from guys. I only need a little push to make a pass on you.

After two and a half hour we arrive in the village where we can have lunch. We watch the menu that’s attached to the front of the restaurant.

“Sally, I suggest we take lunch here and than the other way back. What do you like for lunch? A sandwich or a more extensive lunch? We could take a steak with fries and a salad. I invite you to eat soup, when we are back home. How does that sound?”

 

[Becaa57]

I like teasing you this way, knowing it's safe because even though I think we will end up being intimate, that's a ways away once my legal problems are done with. It's nice knowing that you like how I look, I don't get many, make that any compliments outside of the guys in the diner who keep trying to pick me up. Most of them have given up, probably think I'm a ice queen.

At the restaurant I look at the menu. In response to you question about what I want for lunch, I bite back my first thought of you.
"I think a sandwich and a beer, but only if you have a drink as well, otherwise lemonade. Not willing to risk the hike back with an overly full tummy"
With a smile
"Plus seems I have someone checking me out, have to start watching what I eat"

"Dinner tonight sounds good though a nice steak and salad. I'm not big on fries"

 

[Bluntitis]

“A beer won’t kill you, I will guide you home safely. We can ask for baked potatoes instead of fries. Or you can choose the spaghetti Bolognese.”

You have a blush on your cheeks. Food will do you good. It’s a long walk home. I will take care of you, also when we are back home. I look forward to it!

 

[Becaa57]

"So, will you have one too? As you said a beer won't kill you and we are walking, not driving"

"I know it's a long walk home"
Liking the idea of going home with you.
"But a pasta dish is too heavy. I'm good with a steak sandwich, rare with horseradish on the side"
"Baked potato will work or maybe a side salad, a bit healthier. Joking aside I do watch what I eat"

 

[Bluntitis]

I take menus as they are. Negotiating about what you want to eat but is not on the menu is not for me. I order a beer because I don't want you to give because I don't take it.

“Maybe you can negotiate with the waiter to order what is not on the menu. I don’t know how flexible they are here. With your charms you probably get what you want.”

When the waiter comes I order the steak. He says it can be served with baked potatoes instead of fries. I say that’s fine. I also order two beers for both of us and leave it up to you to order your food.

 

[Becaa57]

I smile at you when you say I can negotiate with the waiter. Glad you ordered a beer, but wondering if I pushed you into it. I have a feeling my drinking may become a thing with us.

When the waiter comes to me, I smile and ask if there is any way I can just get a burger, or something similar, maybe a steak sandwich. He answers me that while it's not on the menu the chef does do a pretty good steak sandwich. But I would have to switch from beer to a merlot. to get it. That's an easy choice for me.

"Sounds good!! Steak rare to medium rare please, with a side of horse radish"
He chuckles you may get a visit from the chef, as that's how he fixes it for himself

Talking to you
"Well looks like I we both get what we want, at least foodwise"

 

[Bluntitis]

I laugh at you, the energy you use to get what you want! I love and admire that. It’s something I don’t possess.

“I'm not worried about you getting your money's worth in any other way either. But I'm not complicated. You can just say what you want and you don't have to negotiate with me. You don't have to worry about me either, I don't go beyond my own limits.”