One year later
Today is my anniversary. Well, one of them. One year ago, Griffin and I had our first capital-D Date.
This may come as a bit of a surprise, since I've never mentioned Griffin here. People who have attended Max's workshops will remember him as one of the co-instructors. We've been good friends for several years, and as it turns out, had both been nurturing a secret crush for much of that time. In typical junior high fashion, we'd been flirting like crazy, but were both completely convinced that the other was not interested in pursuing anything more than friendship.
When April 2009 rolled around, we'd gotten in the habit of monthly dinner dates. Over sushi, we'd talk about D/s, poly, lifestyle issues, personal history, likes and dislikes, what we were each looking for - in short, everything you suss out before adding a partner, if you're a slow-moving kinky nerd. We also made lots of stupid jokes and hung around in playgrounds at night. On April 8th, after some gentle prodding from a matchmaking friend (and some negotiation with Max), I decided enough was enough. Tonight would be the night, I would confess my crush, whatever the consequences. I spent a whole lingering dinner gearing myself up for it and waiting for the right opportunity. And in the car on the way to dessert, Griffin beat me to the first move. There must have been something in the air. The date suddenly became a Date, and the rest is history.
When that long-burning fuse finally exploded, it was hot and fiery and may have temporarily blinded innocent bystanders. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, played hard enough I worried about scaring my neighbors, upended our schedules to have more time together. We dove into a passionate exploration of the possibilities - shmoopy affection, intellectual intercourse, an intense D/s dynamic - and found them all delicious. Since then we have settled into a more well-measured routine. We've had to be realistic about the limitations of our busy lives - we each had a full plate before adding another partner. But we're still crazy about each other, and still enjoying our mutual exploration.
Due to the eccentricity of poly scheduling, I actually won't be spending the evening with Griffin today. I'll be seeing a concert with Max, followed by a date with someone else. Griffin and I are saving our celebration for this weekend, when we'll have some uninterrupted time together. And here's one of the many reasons Griffin is a good partner for me: he's hoping I have a good time tonight. Thanks, sweetness.
