At 52 found my first big real love.
Running a queer bar the second lockdown felt like the final beating up of me and my life's work. Running a place where people can meet and share their stories and live in a safe and positive environment is a fulfilling and great way to make my live worth. But now it was shut down again. Online little action, but there he was with his smile on the photo in the app, this cute and attractive guy i saw regularly on there terrace during the first corona summer and often thought to myself, he is a nice guy to have a fling and maybe a bit more with.
But how to start the conversation. Not being in a serious relationship for over 24 years had me me being in a loop of short onces, falling in love but losing intrest after a little time. So talking online to him was the first step for just that i thought. Somehow we did not go that far that we would really date (or have a wild night). The second corona summer we could open up a little again and there he was again, even more handsome in real live then i remembered from before or online.
Little did i know he was fancying me also. Although we do know but don't want to believe at first. After a few visits of him and his friends on the terrace i noticed he was often earlier then his group. After talking to him online again i promised a big hug at his next visit. And so i did, and i das next to him, nervous and not able to look him in the eyes i was complaining to him i had no staf left after 2 lockdowns. He offered to help me out because his job as sound engineer was very low also because live events where very little during the pandemic. So a week later he did his first bar work for me.
I couldn't stop telling him about my hospitality passion and finally i was able to look at him all the time, with the excuse i needed to watch him in a professional way. after his first shift we had after drinks and the first kiss was there. magic. this happened for like 3 days in a row, and even the words i was in love poped out of my mouth that sunday evening, we agree we would have a date on monday (my day off) but of course he was there the evening before. although difficult we agreed to wait one more night to go further then kissing.
That monday was the first day of now a great 1 1/2 year of love. At first we talked about expectation, and we both thought it would last for as long as it was fun. no expecting it would be the first 9for me0 long term very loving relationship. This last late summer we took a trip through Europe in our camper. 4 weeks of love was sealed for a long time more.
Running a queer bar the second lockdown felt like the final beating up of me and my life's work. Running a place where people can meet and share their stories and live in a safe and positive environment is a fulfilling and great way to make my live worth. But now it was shut down again. Online little action, but there he was with his smile on the photo in the app, this cute and attractive guy i saw regularly on there terrace during the first corona summer and often thought to myself, he is a nice guy to have a fling and maybe a bit more with.
But how to start the conversation. Not being in a serious relationship for over 24 years had me me being in a loop of short onces, falling in love but losing intrest after a little time. So talking online to him was the first step for just that i thought. Somehow we did not go that far that we would really date (or have a wild night). The second corona summer we could open up a little again and there he was again, even more handsome in real live then i remembered from before or online.
Little did i know he was fancying me also. Although we do know but don't want to believe at first. After a few visits of him and his friends on the terrace i noticed he was often earlier then his group. After talking to him online again i promised a big hug at his next visit. And so i did, and i das next to him, nervous and not able to look him in the eyes i was complaining to him i had no staf left after 2 lockdowns. He offered to help me out because his job as sound engineer was very low also because live events where very little during the pandemic. So a week later he did his first bar work for me.
I couldn't stop telling him about my hospitality passion and finally i was able to look at him all the time, with the excuse i needed to watch him in a professional way. after his first shift we had after drinks and the first kiss was there. magic. this happened for like 3 days in a row, and even the words i was in love poped out of my mouth that sunday evening, we agree we would have a date on monday (my day off) but of course he was there the evening before. although difficult we agreed to wait one more night to go further then kissing.
That monday was the first day of now a great 1 1/2 year of love. At first we talked about expectation, and we both thought it would last for as long as it was fun. no expecting it would be the first 9for me0 long term very loving relationship. This last late summer we took a trip through Europe in our camper. 4 weeks of love was sealed for a long time more.
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At 52 found my first big real love.
