Friday Night Date Night

Oh my god, it's been like forever since I've dated. I went on one right after I got back from NC and it was nice, but not the same as this. I mean, I've had sex with several (read more than I should have...whatever) men over the past few years, but I haven't dated them. I met this CUTE guy on www.plentyoffish.com and we met out for drinks last night at a local bar in Haleiwa. We had a round and talking with him is pretty easy. For one, he loves to talk and loves to talk about himself. Secondly, I can pretty much talk to a brick wall. When the waiter came, we ordered another round and then the band started to set up. First dates in bars with bands is not ideal, so we decided to go buy a bottle of wine and sit on the beach with it.
We headed to my favorite beach (You guys remember the paradise post? It's THAT beach). We sat there and drank the whole bottle of wine before he ever made a move to touch me...at all. It was kind of weird. I thought that he might just not be that into me, but the fact that he'd continued the date made me think otherwise. It's so confusing to hang out with men in this environment where you can't just ask what's on your brain. I wanted him to just kiss me by the way, I wasn't expecting anything else. Anyway, he finally kissed me and the next thing I know (well, after he went back up to my car to fetch the condoms), we are naked and rolling around in the sand. I have mixed emotions about beach sex. In theory it always sounds smoking hot, but in practice sand usually gets in places that it shouldn't. Last night, it did not matter. It was super hot, intense, drunken sex.
Once all was said and done, we were dressing and I realized that I'd lost one of the earrings that Russell and Chloe gave me for Valentine's Day and my check card...fuck! It was a full moon out and so we had good light, but as much as we combed the area we could not find either. Alas, we left and I took him back to his car where he realized that he'd lost his phone! I went back to the beach and found my check card, but nothing else. At least I can use said card to buy a replacement pair of earrings before they notice!!
Am I going to see him again? I don't know...I know I liked him well enough in the whole 'Mr. Right for Right Now' kind of way and even though it was good fun sex, it didn't hold a freaking candle to sex with Owen.
-Jules