The One

It has been awhile since posting on this. Lets see, over 2.5 years. To be honest, I forgot about this blog. I forgot about my "alias" and have long forgotten that life. I'm not sure how people come across this blog, since it has been forever since I've posted. This will be my final post here, so I'll try to make it a good one.

I'm here to tell you about love. Not lust. Real, heart breaking, amazing love.

And I'm also here to tell you that once you find that sort of love, there's no turning back to that other meaningless, empty lifestyle.

I found my love. Sure, it has only been 2+ years, but I know deep down that this is the real thing. At least that is what I'm hoping for.

I met this guy off of Craigslist. Yeah, I know not the most romantic setup. Let's call him The One. We met for drinks at the Original in June 2010. June 27th to be exact. It was a lazy Sunday with perfect weather. We had exchanged pics and he was really good looking. I was nervous...and running late! As I walked in, all I remember is not knowing for sure how this meet was gonna go and if he looked at all like his pics. We spotted each other and we both had big smiles on our faces.

He was cute. Handsome. You know what I mean. :)

We instantly hit it off and talked and talked.

Long story short, we've spent almost every single day together ever since. I don't know what it is, but I just can't get enough of him. He makes me so happy and makes me a better person. We have our fair share of bad moments, but the good outweighs them. Whenever I think about my future, I think about it with him. Us buying a house together. Us getting married. Us raising our family. Us vacationing in different parts of the state, the nation, and the world. Us going hunting and fishing and doing all the things he loves to do. Us trying new things and classes together and doing all of the things I love to do.

I love him.

And I will do anything to keep him.

Would I go back to that other lifestyle filled with date after date? No. Would I go back if this didn't work out with The One? No way.

The past 2+ years have taught me a lot. To me, life has been more fulfilling with one guy in it.

I don't feel used anymore.
I don't feel cheap.
I don't feel easy.
I don't feel hopeless.
I don't feel lost.

The One makes me feel wanted and loved. I have finally found who I'm supposed to be spending my life with and I've been filled with happiness (for the most part) ever since.

Ok, since this blog is a sex and dating blog, I feel the need to talk about sex. :)

Sex with The One is...indescribable. By far the most amazing that I've ever experienced. Ever. I've never wanted a man so much before! He makes my toes curl every single time. And it really seems to just get better and better over time. It's really interesting, because when I have fantasies, I only think about him. I think about things we have done and things I want to do with him. Is that crazy?? I love his body over mine, his scent, his sounds, his touch.

Sometimes life with him seems too good to be true. Love and amazing sex all with one truly great guy? How did I ever find someone that was actually into me?

Me, a Millionaire and a Mercedes

First off, thank you to everyone who supports this blog!
I know it's been FOREVER since I last updated, but life's been a crazy whirl-wind since.

One of my priorities is to move - same city, but away from my current roommates - too hectic.
So, I posted an "ad" on Craigslist asking if anyone knew of cheap studios, apartments or even rooms nearby. Well, I received a response from a gentleman who lives further than I wanted, but he states he has a room for free because he's a "millionaire who's looking for a live-in girlfriend." After telling him he lived a little further than was preferable (since I don't drive), he then told me he'd give me a Mercedes to drive around in (if we hit it off).

Now, I understand that this may be one big lie in order to chop me up into pieces, but what if he's truly a middle-aged millionaire who can't get a girlfriend? Maybe he works too much that he can't hold a girlfriend.

Do I take advantage of this situation and get everything I want in order to get out of my current place, or do I get my own place and scrape by?

xx,
Bella

Easy Come, Easy Go

Nathan and I constantly run into each other - on the street, on the bus, in the mall. We worked together for about a month; I had a major crush on him then and I have a major crush on him now. He's tall, slender, has that sparkle in his eyes and a charming smile. When we converse, there's a slight hint of flirting involved. So every time we bump into each other it's always a highlight of my day.

Last Christmas I went into the Apple store to buy my brother a gift card and who was there to help me? Nathan. What are the chances? He works at Apple, which happens to be right next store to where I work.

Last Tuesday I left work and Nathan happened to be passing by. We spoke briefly, only because I was in a hurry. The following day as I was leaving work, he was entering his!

"We should have lunch sometime" he charmingly said as we hugged.

As he took my number I was jumping around with joy inside because this is the moment I have been wanting for the longest time. But a part of me couldn't help wonder - is this a date or just lunch? I thought I'd be clever and tell him to take my number so that way I don't have to make the first call, basically leaving the ball in his court. Little did I see what would happen next - he called my phone right there in order to give me his number!

Not only have I not called him yet in order to have lunch, but he hasn't called me neither. Should I call him? If he were truly interested, wouldn't he have called by now?

Rick, from Denver

I met a Rick, from Denver, last night on Craigslist.

(First, as much as I don't like finding men online, I still do it. Why? Well, a busy girl has to get laid somehow.)

Rick, from Denver, is a vice president for some software company and happened to be in town on a business trip. He's a 48yo wm who's d/d free (all internet lingo I've picked up along the way). Everything sounded legit, so I agreed to meet him at his hotel room. He was working on spreadsheets when I arrived and was, well, genuine the entire night. Genuine and gentle. Things heated up pretty quickly and he did not disappoint!

Though he flew out of town already, he emailed me telling that he's coming back next week, and that we should meet up again. Am I crazy to meet up with this man again who I know almost nothing about? I left his hotel room with a smile on my face, is it selfish to want that again? Anyone?

Four's a Crowd

I met my next door neighbor the first day I moved into my new apartment. Late 20's, average height, great smile and a dog lover. The potential of, at least, a great night was there, until he mentioned his wife and kid.

For the longest time, I had never even seen his wife nor his kid. Yes, I heard the constant screaming of his baby girl and the occasional yelling from his wife, but never had I seen them. That of course still gave me hope. With what I assumed was yelling from his wife (and still may be), I assumed they were having marital troubles like many couples do. Today though is the first time I met her...and her. I met both Married Neighbor's wife and daughter, and that last little bit of hope of sleeping with Married Neighbor vanished. Why? Well, Married Neighbor's Wife is everything I hoped she wasn't - beautiful in every aspect. Her style, her figure, her smile, her teeth, her sparkling eyes, her bubbly personality. Everything.

And that's when I figured Married Neighbor really isn't into me.
xx,
Bella

Defining Moments

The guitarist and I rarely talk. We make eye contact and say the polite hellos, but nothing more than that. One time he did high-five me, which is more of a "buddy" gesture than a hubba hubba one (though Aiden on Sex and the City high-fived Carrie one moment and wanted her in bed the next).

Why do I obsess over guys like this?

xx,
Bella

The First of Many, I Suppose

Writer Robert A. Heinlein once said "Sex without love is merely healthy exercise." I'm here to say that I agree with him. Sure, STI's and the fear of getting knocked up doesn't make it entirely "healthy", but nonetheless, unattached sex is perfectly fine with me. The trick is getting sane, healthy men to have sex with.

My name is Isabella, though I go by Bella most of the time. This is my first post, so I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself. I don't look like a model - I have a waist and breasts (and cauliflower thighs and a watermelon belly and a pear for a body, but I digress...). On the flip side though, I'm pretty comfortable with my body. Beauty's in the eye of the beholder, right? Like everyone, I'm trying to lose weight, but that's so I can get to a healthy weight, not solely so I can look like Penélope Cruz.

  The downside of being Bella Laurent (that will be the 1st and last time I refer to myself in the third person, I promise) is that I fall into lust ALL THE TIME. It must be my raging hormones, but my entire life I've always wanted to sleep with men. The truth is though, that I haven't slept with anyone since August.

My latest crush? A guitarist. Ugh, I know. I slept with a guitarist once and though he wasn't as confident in himself as the stereotypical guitarist is, he did have that ego still. What makes this particular guitarist worse (my new crush) is that he's a bartender as well. Not only is he used to every woman and their mother flinging themselves at him since he's a guitarist, but he's also used to every woman and their mother flinging themselves at him because he's a bartender.

Maybe the two will cancel each other out?


xx,
Bella