My Long Distance Romance

My Long Distance Romance

I never thought I would fall for the long distance romance trap. Not really, I avoided out-of-towners like the plague, but there was one guy. He caught my attention, it started with some hello’s and how ya doing. It became late-night online conversations.

The smiles and the flirting lingered long after we had closed our devices.
Desire doesn’t always slap you in the face; sometimes it sneaks up on you. Hiding in emojis and shy comments. The connection formed not IRL (in real life) but through a wireless signal traveling across the miles. When we talked, the world went quiet.

There was an intimacy in the disconnectedness of the screen. It was safe in a way. If it didn’t work out, they were a thousand miles away, and I’d never have to see them again. He wasn’t the guy I met in the neighborhood; he was a name and a face living far, far away. When we chatted, I had time to think about what I was saying and how I said it.

Long Distance romances have a spice all their own.

You can tell when someone is fully engaged in the conversation, their response time, and shifts in tone. The effort to keep things charged and flirty. My guy had a way of drawing things out, building the tension, flirting with the simplest statements. He had great use of emojis to show the emotions when words failed, not just the eggplant or the water drops either. Even if that was what I was wishing for. We talked about everything, honestly and openly, and there was no danger that there was a price tag.

The long distance romance deepened, and our conversations turned spicier. It wasn’t rushed or crude, just suggestive…at first. My body started to respond, making me aware I was alone in the room. I would cross my legs or shift in my chair, noticing a moistness. Restraint became arousing, holding back, a badge of honor.

Then came the video calls.

Our sexy video calls didn’t start out being explicit. It was just an extension of our chats with the smiles in real time. It was a whole different vibe. The tone of a voice changing, the clothing choices started upping the heat. I wore clothes that made me feel confident and sexy; he did too. Even though I was alone, I never felt alone knowing he was there on the other side of that screen.

In a long distance romance, anticipation becomes its own language. We learned to tease; sometimes the heat came from what we didn’t say or show. What we were thinking was far wilder than what we were showing, even when we showed more than a little.

Nights grew longer and time zones were ignored. “Just one more call” was the new normal. Our video conversations stepped over the line between intimacy and desire. We talked about touching and loving, pretending what we wished was real. We talked about what we missed between us IRL.

I was surprised how deeply emotional it became. It was fueled by a shared intimacy yes, but also by consistency. I didn’t have to worry if he would come home at night because he was always just there on the other side of that line.

There was no need to filter in this long distance romance.

It was so much easier to be vulnerable. Distance didn’t weaken the bond; it made it stronger. We had to be more intentional, more creative, more attentive. Sexy chats and video calls taught me intimacy doesn’t just live in a touch. This long distance romance was more than touch, it was intoxicating.

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