Panic Attack!

AccountExec asked me last week if I was interested in having sex with him. I told him "of course!" but that I was unsure if he wanted to sleep with me. Up until last week, AccountExec had taken me out several times. He paid for everything. Hell, he bought me $200 boots.

But never once did he make a move or seem interested when I made a move. Yes, I went in for kisses at the ends of date nights and got the slightly turned cheek. It was awkward, annoying, confusing... but why would a guy take me out often and pay for everything and NOT be interested?

So last week when he brought up sex, I was thrown completely off guard and told him I wasn't ready that night but I would be next time.

He promptly made plans for me to go to Boulder where he lives. He picked me up yesterday, took me to a nice Italian restaurant and then back to his place.

We popped in a movie, got cozy on the futon and then of course started making out and taking off clothes. Everything was going well until he put the condom on... and went soft.

He apologized, but we continued making out and going along with foreplay. He got hard, put a condom on and entered me... and went soft.

He apologized, and I suggested that since we're well oiled with booze that maybe we should try again in the morning. Come morning, he starts massaging my back. Things heat up. He gets a condom on... and goes soft.

Last night I though it was alcohol. This morning, I'm thinking it's me. He starts profusely apologizing. He assures me it's not me.

He tells me that it's because it's the first time with me and he is having panic attacks.

I tell him it's ok... I had to do this because on the inside I was dying of laughter. I have never had a guy tell me he gets panic attacks during sex.

Well after breakfast, and plenty of Boulder sites, he asked me if I would see him again. He assured me that it will get better and I should look at this as one of the funny moments in our relationship. And of course i will...