On The Subject of Kissing

Well, it’s truth time.  This is by far, my most important aspect in a potential suitor.  If the man and I don’t mesh in the kissing department?  QT wrinkles that brow of hers, and has a hard time wanting to see him again.  I’ve tried; don’t get me wrong.  I’ve tried but if the kiss isn’t there?  Usually QT won’t be either.

For years and years, I’ve had what I’ve referred to as “That Guy”.  What is QT’s definition of “That Guy?” Well,  I was 19, in college, and started dating a hockey player from a nearby college.  I remember the first time we kissed, by a tree in the backyard of a college party.  And that, as they say, was that.  He became “THAT GUY”.  We, in the most simplest of terms, meshed. Our kissing styles matched in every way, we used our mouths in the same way, we used our tongues in the same way, and most importantly?  I felt that kiss from the top of my blond head to tips of my painted toenails.

While things didn’t work out with him, That Guy remained That Guy for many years, extending into my twenties and then into my thirties.  Even my ex-husband didn’t out kiss That Guy.

And then one day, after my divorce, a man, who had been a friend previously, entered my life in the dating sense.  Our first “date” if you will, consisted of us having a few drinks at my place.  At some tipsy point, I told him I was excusing myself to use the bathroom but before I went, I was thinking about giving him a kiss.  He agreed and then …

**BAM**

I blinked after that kiss, looked at him and said, “Do you always kiss that way?”  He blinked back and said he needed a minute.  I am not joking when I say I went to use my bathroom and jumped around in there for five minutes before actually peeing because here is the thing – He became That Guy.  I kissed the hell out of him that night, and did so for a year after that.  He and I had the perfect kiss.  The best part about that kiss?  Is the connection we had with it.  Yeah, he is still That Guy, even though I’ve had some kisses come close since then.

I never take or took his kisses for granted, I knew how special they were. And I’ve missed having those types of kisses in the time since him.

But you know, sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

So!  Do you have a That Guy? Or fella’s, a That Girl? If so, I’d love to hear about him or her.