The Love of My Life

I first met my online boyfriend for a breakfast date one day in August 2005.

When my bell rang, I went to buzz him upstairs, and heard his voice for the first time say, "It's Timothy, Anne."  I was so excited that he was finally standing at my apartment door after e-mailing each other for the last two months. "You're here, Timothy," I replied ecstatically. I quickly unlocked my door, and we took one look at each other and melted into each other's arms and kissed passionately. We had exchanged pictures, and he was everything I had longed for, all six feet of him. Tim was everything I thought he would be beginning when he first told me I inspired the writing of his story, "The Girl in The Window".

When we went to Terrace Bagels Cafe, he was a perfect gentleman, pulling chairs out and opening the door for me. Being treated like a lady made me even more enamored with him than I've been since July when we first met online. Tim took me on a tour of the neighborhood to show me everywhere that he and his family and friends had lived when he grew up in Brooklyn. We couldn't believe we had grown up in such close proximity to each other and yet never met. He led me to a particular spot inside Prospect Park.

"This is where I had my first kiss, Anne. I want to kiss you here.

" Tim held me and gave me a very long and passionate kiss. I fell in love deeper than I've ever been before. My face became so flushed, and I was so hot all over.

"Are you all right, Babe? Your hands feel very hot, and you're getting very flushed."

"You're making me feel that way," I told him. "I'm not trying to turn you on."

"Let's go sit down again for awhile and talk."

"It was wonderful talking to you online, Tim, but now we have a real relationship. You're real to me now. When we told each other 'I love you,' it was wonderful, but it wasn't the same as in person."

"I love you, Anne. You're wonderful." After an hour of talking and kissing, I said,

"Let's walk and stop for coffee in the Park Slope Starbucks."

"I'm a virgin to Starbucks since I've never been in one before," Tim joked. "If you've never been in one before, then that's what you are," I laughed. When we were seated inside and had our coffee, he told me, "You have beautiful green eyes."

"Thanks. You have beautiful blue eyes," I replied. I touched my sapphire and ruby rings. I had picked these two rings out because of the meanings of their stones. Sapphire signifies faithfulness, and ruby was worn by Kings for nobility and intensity. I thought about how appropriate these choices were to wear today while I listened to him talk to me. We both bore King's surnames in our ancestral countries. We had talked about this before we met. I'm a descendant of King Finghin of Munster, Ireland, and he's a descendant of King Harrod of Sweden. "Color means a lot to me. I've always drawn, photographed, customized patterns to sew, made ceramics and tested very high artistically as being able to see a larger range of colors than most people."

"I did very well in art in high school when I took a course to be with my girlfriend," he told me. Looking at the time on my watch he said, "I have three watches but I hate to ever have to wear them. I just don't like to wear any watches, rings or ID bracelets. It just doesn't feel natural to me."

"Oh, you're a real nature boy," I said smiling. "That's a beautiful cross you have on though. I should wear a watch, but I don't like to worry about the time."

"Talking about time, Tim, I think it's time for me to ask you a little question about something.

Have all the girls been able to keep their hands off your ass lately?"

"It was just the woman at the Post Office that used to pinch me on the ass all the time. I guess she had a fetish about pinching my ass or something, but the girl that I really liked and would have liked to pinch my ass looked a lot like you, Anne, but she was my boss and ten years older than I at the time."

"So you felt an attraction to her, Tim?"

"Yes, I did, but it was only physical and not love. But yeah, I couldn't say no. But I've travelled the world looking for my soul mate, and now I've found you right here near my old neighborhood."

"You've talked a lot about your past relationships and sex in your stories," I said as he joked with me and talked about some of the women he has known.

"I love the way you joke and talk and bring me out of myself again, Tim." I kept touching my hair. I had a sensual tension that I had never felt before. My resistance to sexual advances was breaking down. I felt as though I had been in a nutshell for years. He was bringing out the fire in me. I said, "I didn't talk this much with my ex-husband or any other men."

"I'm not used to talking with many men, except to those in my family and at work. I haven't dated for the last several years. I had decided that I would probably not find the right man, Tim."

"I haven't been out in a long time. I'm enjoying being out again. I took care of my father before he died, and now I'm a published writer.

I also study finance online through Boston University, Anne."

"I'm glad you're enjoying being out again."

"It's so nice to be here with you. I was married many years to one man.

We moved around a lot," I explained. "I only had a boyfriend twice since then for a brief time. I am a senior in the City University of New York system, and I plan to write and to teach. We have a lot more in common than I had with anyone I ever met before." I knew that the attraction and love I was feeling and that he expressed were what I needed all my life. I wondered whether I could please such a man and keep him happy. I wanted very much to make him happy because I felt very happy with him. I was intrigued by him, and I knew that both he and I said that we wanted a lasting relationship. It was as if he read my mind when he said, "I don't just want you for a roll in the hay, Anne. I want you to be my soul mate. I'll go slow with you, whatever you want. I'm so relaxed with you. I would wait for you until you're ready."

"I'm glad of that, Tim. I want that too."

Tim asked me, "What pet name would you prefer me to call you? Is Lovelylove or Babe okay?"

"I love it when you call me any of the names you've been calling me, especially those."

He sent me links in his e-mails of his stories, and I knew I loved him from his private e-mails, but his stories are so hot and sexy, and many women are drawn to men who do that. I didn't know if I could handle a relationship with him. "I love to listen to the links of songs with the written words that you've been sending me, Tim."

He lived in the suburbs upstate, and this was the first time we were able to get together. We passed a deli which sells different varieties of fresh flowers. "What kind of flowers would you like, Anne?"

"You pick because I like both the pink and red roses very much."

"If you like both of them, I'll buy you both bouquets."

"I don't want you to do that. I would really like the bouquet of red roses from you. I would love any flowers you picked though.

Pink roses mean appreciation and thanks, but the red roses mean passion and love.

Tim paid for two dozen red roses and handed them to me as he smiled and gazed into my eyes.

"Thanks so much, Tim, for the flowers. They're lovely."

He was very passionate, and I realized I wanted to talk and get to know him even better. We had planned on seeing a movie, but we ended up talking, kissing and shared lots of hugs on a bench at Prospect Park because I thought the movie would make him late for his train home. We were almost completely oblivious to the passersby. Every once in awhile we French kissed, and he told me we had the right chemistry for one another. We began to breath very heavily. "I love your kisses, Tim."

"What do you want to do now, Anne?" "Let's walk some more back towards my home, and we'll stop somewhere nearby for another coffee."

"Do you still want to see a movie? We can go inside, and I'll stay with you longer. I don't have to take the train that I had originally planned on."

"Let's walk back and look at the movies and times again and see."

Tim and I kissed again. By this time I had my leg on his leg, and we were hugging. Two Sanitation Department men drove by in a truck and yelled, "Nail her, Bro," and we both laughed. "I feel so young, Anne."

"And so do I with you."

Tim said, "I think we're going to get arrested."

"Tim, lots of people sit and kiss each other outside, but we should walk again."

As he stood up, Tim held me around the waist, and we walked back towards home because we decided not to go to the movies. He showered me with kisses and hugs every once in awhile while we walked. "Where were you when I lived here?" Tim asked me. He told me he had joined the Navy when he was young, and travelled the world to search for his soul mate. "I was married very young, but I've been back here three times to live since the divorce. I feel like I've been looking for you all along."

I smiled. "Let's stop at Connecticut Muffin for a little while first and have iced tea with lemon, Tim." At Connecticut Muffin, I told him, "I love holding hands with you and sitting here talking."

"I love you, but long-distance dating is all new to me. It's difficult when you don't live near each other," he said. "I don't ever want to leave you," he told me. "I don't ever want you to leave, but we need to head towards my apartment so you don't miss your train." 

We talked and kissed whenever we would sit on a bench and even as we walked along.

"I'm worried about the people watching us because we keep getting carried away, Tim.  We're almost at my place.  I hate to say goodbye, but I know you have to leave for now."

We arrived at my apartment, and Tim turned to me and began hugging and kissing me, and things started getting pretty hot. Our chemistry was quickly kicking into high gear. "Its time to come up for some air. I am not trying to seduce you today, Anne. I really wanted to talk and get to know you. So lets just sit back and talk a bit before I leave for the train.

Tell me what happened with your ex-husband."

"I was with my ex-husband since I was seventeen, Tim.  We never understood each other, and there were many arguments.  I'm so glad I found you because you and I both love to write and have a lot in common with each other."

"I'm glad I found you. I hope you can be my soul mate. I've been with lots of women, Anne."

"Was there anyone else that you really loved, looking back on everything?" "No, in hindsight, I think it was just lust. I was lonely when I travelled around in the Navy."

"Why are you holding your neck Tim?" "My neck hurts, Anne."

"That was a long trip you took just to come to see me, and you still have a long trip home. You're my Baby now. Just lie down with your head on my lap, and let me massage your neck and back, Tim. That's what I want to do for you." "It was a beautiful day, Anne. I really would not try to seduce you until you were ready.

" Tim laid down on the couch with his head down on my lap, and I massaged the tension out of his neck and shoulders. As he relaxed, I realized that I loved doing this for him. "It feels good, Babe. I'm so relaxed with you."

"I wish I could just stay here and be with you all night, but it's our first date. I have to catch the train."

"We can't stop kissing, but I'm afraid you'll miss the train. Do you want me to call and find out the time of the next train?" "No, that's all right. I'll just catch the next one."

"I'll walk you to the nearest train station entrance so you'll know where that one is. It's so hard to part."

"I don't ever want to leave you.  I do have to leave now though.  I have a lot of work to do."

Before he left, Tim told me, "I shouldn't kiss you again, but I'm going to." Then he kissed me passionately with open lips. We both told each other, "I love you." "Write me online when you get home so I'll know you got home all right, Tim."

"I'll e-mail you as soon as I get there." Later that night, when I returned from my brother's house, I called him since I had not received an e-mail on his computer to say that he got home safely. "I'm so glad you're home and all right, Tim. I was worried about you since it was already ten o'clock, and I didn't hear from you."

"I'm all right. I just got in ten minutes ago. I just e-mailed you. I just had to go to the nearest town and get home from there. The buses don't run directly to my home town at the time that I left."

"I'm so sorry you missed that bus. It's my fault."

"That's all right, Babe. It was a beautiful day."

"I'm so glad we got to spend the day together, Tim. I love you, Baby."

"I feel the same way."

The very next day, I looked at Tim's blog online and read about how he had picked out a spot on a hill to build a house now that he had found me. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world now that we'd found each other. I told Tim, "I would be happy to be anywhere with you. I can't wait to see you again."

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