There was this girl named Raquel who I dated for a while. I was digging her and the feeling was mutual, so the relationship eventually turned physical. Everything was fine—great actually—in that department, but on our first night together I discovered one of Raquel’s quirks. After we did the deed, she announced that she was leaving.
At first I thought it was me, but she assured me that wasn’t it. She was just very particular about spending the night over at a guy’s house. I tried to reason with her and explain that that it was late, about 3 in the morning, and if she could share her body with me, the least she could do is share my bed afterwards. Raquel was hardheaded and stuck in her ways, part of what I liked about her, and after lounging for a bit, she hopped in her car and promised she’d call me when she got home, which she did.
Raquel and I would go through this tug and pull every time we were intimate, until finally she buckled and spent the night. Prior to that, though, sure she would lay next to me in the after glow for a bit, but as soon as she felt herself dozing off she’d jump up, gather her things and drive home. I’m sure that there are plenty of guys that would love such a scenario but that’s usually for someone you don’t really care about (NOTE: Just because a man sleeps with a woman doesn’t necessarily mean he cares about her). Fortunately, this wasn’t the case with Raquel. She was a good woman that I actually liked, and sorry if this makes me sound soft to the guys, but sometimes I don’t mind some post-coital cuddling. But like clockwork, Raquel would always try to bounce before sunrise.
Maybe she just liked sleeping in her own bed and didn’t like the idea of getting too comfortable at a man’s house that she wasn’t in an official relationship with. Okay, I could understand the comfort factor of your own bed because I loves my queen size, but I’ll be damned if I’m gonna troop all the way to it in the middle of the night after I just had a sexual eruption. The only thing on my mind after one of those is having another one or catching some Z’s. Once Raquel got used to idea of staying over, she was introduced to the wonders of morning sex, coupled with breakfast in bed. That’s when she finally realized what she was missing out on. LOL
So is Raquel alone in her desire to not stay over at a lover’s house? For those that share this practice, what’s the reasoning behind it? Is staying over at someone’s house too intimate for you? Are the reasons behind a woman’s post-sex departure the same as a man’s? Does having someone leave after sex make you feel cheap? Or are you glad you have your bed back to yourself?
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