After meeting him with his Dad I thought about him a fair bit. So I called him a week later, looked up his number and gave him a call. He knew exactly who I was, no hesitation in his voice at all. I told him I was coming to town with my kids the next day, did he and his daughter want to play with my kids? He was really keen on that. He asked if we wanted to stay the night. Now having seen his house and how small it is I said no. But he said there was a trundle bed and he could fit more people in. I said no, but said another time when I don't have the kids sure. Another time turned out to be a weekend later.
Now I wasn't sure if I should let his Dad know I was chatting to his son, I figured Dad would call son and give him some advice if he knew and I didn't want that. But I didn't want things to work out for us and be a total surprise for Dad either.
So the next weekend I headed down there, he was going to be out when I got there, he was meeting friends and I was running late so I got instructions on how to let myself in, make myself at home and then join them. I did.
When we got to the bar he introduced me as My Dads friend, that was so embarrassing! He said "My friend too" when I blushed. We had a lot of fun, laughing and drinking with his friends, we both got very drunk. He pulled me up for a dance and then pulled me in close and kissed me during it. His friends were way past ready to go home and we walked with them a short distance then walked hand in hand for a while then stopped in a shop doorway and made out a bit. He felt my breasts, I felt his very firm crutch, I was ready to go home too, or at least to the park nearby. But he said, No, I never get to go out on the town, lets go to a few other places first. Well the town had sure changed since I went there and there were several bars I'd not been to before to visit. I felt fairly old but not fat in this town! I was quite surprised by the amount of overweight women about.
He was just like his Dad to walk about with, said Hello to everyone, seemed very alpha male and dominant. Then as we were crossing a pedestrian crossing a car full of kids shot right in front of us, he thumped on the window of it. It screeched to a halt and the drive jumped out and grabbed him by his shirt and tried to head butt him. he said Mate if you want to fight do it here and backed into a shop that was open that clearly had security cameras. The guy took one swing, then came to his senses and got back in his car. I know Son of a Gun was drunk, but I couldn't stand the way he acted. He was very macho, and threatened to burn the guys house down if he messed with him again. I was like, whatever and tried to get him home. He wanted some food first and we waited on a burger and some chips, all the time there was macho crowing and it annoyed me.
By the time we got the taxi home my annoyance had worn off though, we had a lot of fun that night in the shower and on the couch, he slept on the couch and I slept in the spare bed, his bed remained untouched. We had fun on the floor in front of the fire in the morning.
I got up and did the things I had to do in town and then bought some lunch back, he was still in his dressing gown and nursing a hangover while I was dressed and had been up for 5 hours and was feeling fine. So I was sitting at his place having lunch and there was a knock on the front door... It was his Dad. I felt like a teen who had been caught in the act. I explained what I'd been up to, censored of course, and He explained why he was visiting his son. I told him about the fight the night before and made out I was leading his son astray, taking him out on the town and then fighting in the street. I had to go, I had my next appointment to get to.
Son of a gun called me a few hours later and suggested I come back for a cup of coffee. In the sober light of day he wanted to spend some time with me. It didn't take long till we were making out on the couch again. But afterwards, he seemed distant. He jumped onto his computer and was checking Trade Me auctions. I had packed everything up and I said to him, "I'm not sure when I'm in town again but that was fun so if you are still single and I'm still single next time I'm in town, perhaps it would be fun to do that again." he replied "For sure"
I'm in two minds about him, he is a lot like his Dad which I find very attractive, but he is also a lot different from his Dad in ways I don't like, the over drinking and aggressiveness is huge turn off, his Dad never get drunk like that- I admire the way his Dad drinks. he also wasn't that great in bed, the sex was good but it was my efforts rather than his that made it that way, just talking he is a lot less experienced than me, there are things he has never done sexually that I'd like to change. However, I feel like I'm only interested in him as he is his fathers son. But I just can't find his father sexually attractive at all.
I'll update this and let you know what happens.
UPDATE 1
No contact from SOAG for a couple of week, then got a text from him 9 in the morning Sunday, exactly a month after last contact. "Hey, wot you up too" I was still in bed and replied I was having a sleep in. He said he was too and was having fun thinking about my visit and wondering when I was next in town.
I was a bit thrown by my reaction to him, I smiled and replied right away, I was keen and turned on by the idea of visiting him again. His texts back to me came instantly too. I think thats always a good sign.I had planned to go to Invers the next weekend. I let him know and he offered accommodation. Later that day I found out a dear friend had passed away and the funeral was Friday, so my visit was confirmed.
He knew a lot of friends of my friend who has passed, but he had work the next morning and started at 5am so wasn't interested in going to the wake. But then after the wake, some friends were heading to a hot tub another friend had, swimwear was optional there and he was early tempted into coming. I called over to see him for a bit... yeah a booty call. I have to admit, he does it for me when he smiles. I spent a couple of hours with him, then joined my die hard friends giving the dearly beloved the send off she would have loved. I got back to his place just in time to see him off to work. He totally did it for me in his work uniform too, I'm very attracted to him physically.
After a long sleep in I spent the day with my friends, but made it back to his place in time for him to get home. He pretty much ignored me and got out of his work gear, got changed and said he was off to watch the rugby. I had plans with my friends and he said he might join us later. Later I sent him a text, but no reply, later I said I was heading back to his place but no reply, I felt weird about sleeping in his bed without him there, so I slept in my sleeping bag on the spare bed. I fell asleep, i was knackered, at 4am I woke up and he still wasn't home, I checked my phone and there was a text from his at 1am saying he would be home soon. I felt sick. It bought back how I used to feel about my ex husband when he got too drunk and fell asleep somewhere. I worry about people. I sent him a text asking if he was ok, as soon wasn't 3 hours in my book. he replied after 30 mins saying he was two mins away. He was home and all my sick and angry feelings melted and I was happy to be with him again. I spent what was left of the night with him, the first time we had slept in a bed together... as in sleeping not ... yeah.
He wasn't snuggly and cuddly, but then I usually find that a bit suffocating. When he woke up we were at it again... the sex was a lot better than last time. But I didn't want to hang about, I left while he was in the shower, said I'd call him next time I was in town.
I don't think we are relationship compatible, there is too much I'd want to change and mostly his drinking habits. But I do think he could become a good friend with benefits.
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