Booty Calls from Ex-Lovers

ATTENTION: there is NOTHING WRONG with a booty call! I would seek more of them if I was not near polysaturation in my wonderfully open-relationship-filled love life!

I had a lover just call me out of the blue yesterday night, and say “I could really use your affection right now. Can I get some loving from you? I don’t suppose you are free?” I was. I had spent all morning working, and had gone home to take a long-ass catnap. I woke up near ten in the evening, and had zero plans on my plate. Ten minutes later, I got a phone call from that sweet lover, asking to get intimate.

Of course, I said, “Come on over, love! I would be happy to provide you with all the passion you need!”

My night was dripping with bliss. Super-duper, sexy-deluxe passion magic happened, and there was no mind games, delays, or hesitation tricks necessary to gain trust and honesty. We had been with each other many times, sometimes consistently, sometimes not for months, and there were two years we spent apart after our initial meeting.

There are no rules to when real love can live again, I feel. So yeah, it was funzo times again! Boom, out of nowhere—let’s fuck the night away.

The difference I think between this situation and a booty call, is that a booty call pretty much means “Keep your emotions out of this situation, and don’t tell me your personal life, please and thank you. Pass the genitals!” And that’s all good for those who use those rules—more power and pleasure to you.

I don’t mind if they want to make it an orgy with emotions, opinions, passions, demons, shadows, issues, and fantasies with their genitals. People can just show up and fuck me, or they can show up and fuck me and then pour their hurting heart and lost soul out to me when we are post-coital and naked and sweaty. It’s all love!

The thing is: when you show up, you gotta show up and be safe and keep your integrity, no matter what level of self you reveal. Could be surface stuff or subconscious stuff, just can’t be some fraudulent version of your person. That script ain’t working or worth it!

Let your true self show up and shine through. Shit is good times, trust me! All the fun is felt in the present moment. Meet me there!

Love,
Addi Stewart

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