I just returned from the Tampa airport, where I dropped off my weekend house guest for his flight back to Kansas City. We kissed one last time while riding the elevator, and then I was on the road, back to my island home.
Not only was this young man extremely cute, but he was also very passionate. We couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. And it felt so nice, waking up next to him Saturday and Sunday mornings.
We dined at home Friday night, then we walked to our neighborhood cafe for breakfast on Saturday. Saturday night, we dined at a new restaurant/hotel only a few blocks from my house, where we had a couple of glasses of wine on the rooftop bar and watched a spectacular sunset. Our meals were excellent, and the ambiance was nice. Then we walked home and got a little passionate before calling it a day.
This afternoon, I drove us to downtown St. Pete for a nice lunch in an farm-to-table restaurant with tasty fare. I drove us to a mall in west Tampa so he could buy an Apple power cord for his laptop.Then It was time for the airport.
Both of us agreed it was a great weekend, and that we’d be stupid not to see each other again. I can truthfully say he’s the first guy I have dated in the past two years I’d consider getting serious with, but we’ll see. I’m grateful for the time we spent together.
Have a great Sunday night, friends.