Cocaine Princess here.
I’ve never been one to kiss and tell and the reason I don’t (and this is my personal opinion) is because I feel it takes the respect out of the relationship and the person you’re in the relationship with. There are certain aspects of my life I choose to keep to myself only because I consider them to be sacred however I’m going to make an exception, a one time only exception.
Earlier in the week I was in my bedroom all dolled up and staring at two different pairs of shoes. I was trying to decide which pair looked better with the outfit I was wearing. My clock radio was on (as it always is while I’m getting ready) when a song came on that I hadn’t heard in ages. Not just any song, a song that is so near and dear to my heart. As the intro music began I was instantly taken back to 2003.
I had been dating my boyfriend for a solid eight months and everything between us was perfect. It was a Friday night and we had just left the Cineplex and were walking towards his car hand in hand. As I was putting on my seat-belt and deciding where I wanted to go eat boyfriend asked me a question. A question I wasn't expecting.
BF: Have you ever made love in a car?
ME: Um......no. Have you?
He nodded no and replied he had done a little making out before in the past but he had never gone that far at least not in a moving vehicle.
He leaned over, unbuckled my seat-belt and held my hand.
BF: Do you want to?
I stared into eyes. He was dead serious and although I already knew the answer I still had to ask.
ME: Are you serious?
BF: Yeah.
ME: Okay, don’t tell me watching that film put you in the mood because there was nothing remotely arousing about it.
Oh, I guess I should mention what film we saw, right? The Fast and The Furious 2 which doesn't exactly scream romance.
BF: No, the film had nothing to do it. I'm just in the mood to.
Followed by....
BF: I’m always in the mood.
I was hesitant, however it didn't take him long to convince me. His hand on my bare knee, a soft kiss on my neck is all it took for me to say, "yeah, let's." I’ve always said I’m willing to try anything within reason at least once.
The windows were tinted and the sun had already set. I crawled into the back seat first and then he did. If memory serves me correct as I went into the back I felt a slight love pat on my behind.
So there I was in the backseat of my boyfriend's car sharing a passionate kiss when the car that was parked next to us alarm went off causing me to pull away. I took the alarm as a sign that what we were doing was a bad idea. Boyfriend didn't seem to agree.
BF: It's a sign we're in a bad location. We need someplace a little more isolated.
Boyfriend clearly wasn't a fan of horror films the way I was so I explained how in nearly every scary movie whenever a couple goes to an 'isolated area' to make out it never ends well. It never ends well because the two love birds always end up being hacked into tiny pieces by a maniacal serial killer on the loose.
"Don't worry I'll protect you from the Big Bad Wolf," he said as he returned to the driver's seat. I remained in the back seat laying down trying to figure out what position would be the most comfortable given how much space there was. The car stopped. Not even two minutes had gone by. I sat up to see exactly where he had driven us to. It was the back of the Cineplex. To be more precise, the employee parking lot.
Boyfriend turned around in his sear and jokingly said, "You want me to check and see if there's anyone hiding around the corner in a hockey mask?"
We picked up right where we left off until I started giggling. As you can see I wasn't 100% focused.
ME: What if when we're right in the middle of well you know, our car gets towed?
"Shh," replied boyfriend. I only said what I did because of the sign that was posted across from where we had parked, "Employee Parking Only. All Other Cars Will Be Towed." Despite boyfriend assuring me we wouldn't get caught I still couldn't get myself to focus but as hesitant as I was there was a large part of me that had always wanted to try it in a car.
Let me start off by saying that making love in the back seat of a car is definitely not like in the movies. Sheesh, they make it look so easy. For starters my leg kept cramping and please don't ask me how but I managed to bang the left side of my hip (the next day a bruise appeared) and to make matters worse the Cineplex's security guard kept making rounds by driving around in this while little car with bright flashing orange lights on top.
ME: What if security finds out what we're doing? How funny would it be if we got fined?
BF: There's nothing funny about a grown man appearing in front of a judge and having to explain why he couldn't have just gone to a hotel with his girlfriend.
At that moment we decided to take a little break and see how much time went by before the security guard's next drive through. It was 20 minutes. All he did was drive around the parking lot and then leave. Luckily he wasn't checking the license plates. For boyfriend it was probably the longest wait of his life.
ME: It wasn't that much of a wait.
BF: You're not a guy so you don't understand. 20 minutes is like an eternity.
As I wrote, it's not like in the movies. Without going into too much detail I will say the back seat is good for doing other things but I wouldn't recommend it for engaging in the most ultimate intimate act. You know where I do recommend? The drivers seat! With boyfriend now in the driver's seat and me wearing only my unmentionables and heels he pulled me onto his laps.
Oh.... my.....God! A reclining front seat and a titled steering wheel made all the difference in the world. Oh that rush and adrenaline you feel.....
As I think back to that night I'm blushing so very badly and giggling. Blushing at the all the things boyfriend and I did, and my God did we do some things. And giggling as I remember my hot pink colored bra dangling from his rear view mirror.
BF: I'm keeping this (bra) as a souvenir.
Boyfriend left me with a souvenir as well. Three of them to be exact. Three red marks or as I prefer to call them, Love Bites. I don’t dare to mention where though.
Making love in a car may not be like in the movies but there is one aspect that is similar--- the windows do fog up.....at least it did with us.
What made me recall all this? This is where I go back to the beginning of my post. Remember the part where I mentioned about the song that was playing on the radio? It was “The Kissing Game,” by R&B group Hi~5 and it so happened to be the same song playing in the car on that hot summer night in June.
So what eventually happened between him and I. The lyrics say it all.
"It wasn't meant to be
Just you and me
This is still new
We're still young and hearts, can break in two
But I know our love
Will always be there"
We may not have been meant for each other that didn’t mean we weren’t in love because we were. This particular ex is what I call a good egg, meaning he was an all round good person. His heart was so sweet and so kind and best of all he treated me amazingly. We parted ways ten months later. The breakup was mutual and it hurt us both deeply but had we not I wouldn't be where I am today and he wouldn't be where he is.
Just I believe life isn't accidental and that things happen for a reason, I also believe that everyone we meet is for a reason . There are 7 billion people in this world, the people who cross our paths is no accident. Some people have a people have a type of energy about them that draws you to them. Each and every one of them has something to teach us. Whether they stay for an hour, a day, or years, they are there for the right amount of time. Sometimes it only takes a short time to figure out the reasoning why and sometimes it can take years until suddenly it hits us, or what I like to call the final piece of the puzzle where it all makes sense. There are certain things in life that are beyond our control and one of them is the people who come into our lives.
What do you think? Do you believe people come into our lives for a reason? And for my male readers, is 20 minutes of waiting really like an eternity?
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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.
Whatever your plans are have a phenomenal weekend.~x
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
