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The Date with T

T’s message was actually the first I responded to on AM since I reactivated my profile. He sent me a message months ago and I never responded, so I thought it was only right to make his the first reply.

I liked his profile because he seemed to be a “normal guy” and that’s what I was looking for. A fun companion, great sex, no drama, and honesty. His emails confirmed what his profile said.  He is a normal guy. He is also very bright, well-spoken, funny. An all around nice guy.

Perfect, right?

Well, not exactly. He lives in my town (that’s awfully close to home) and he’s in the middle of a divorce, which means that for all practical purposes, he’s single, not married. And you know my rule about single men, right?

I decided to overlook those concerns because I liked him. Plain and simple.

So we set up a date to meet today at a restaurant in a nearby town. Between the time of setting up the date a couple of days ago and showing up for the date, I had exchanged emails and phone calls with another AM suitor I really liked.

I almost cancelled the date, and I had a long list of reasons. I’m still quite wounded from the experience with SNS Guy.  If this guy didn’t like me, that would be a little more rejection than I wanted to take in one week. Also, I really liked the other guy I was talking to. comprare vardenafil Abruzzo  Shouldn’t I meet him first? And what about JJ?  I don’t want a bunch of men in my life.  I want enter one. Finally, I hate first dates. And don’t forget – I don’t date! What if we didn’t have anything to talk about? My head was going around and around and I almost called to cancel.

But I didn’t. That was a good choice.

We met in the parking lot of the restaurant we agreed to.  It was closed. What now? He suggested we go to a Popeyes just a block away. That wasn’t what I had in mind, but I could go with it.  When we got there we saw that it was actually at a gas station, attached to the mini-mart.  I had to laugh.  So far, it wasn’t going well. Then he suggested a local Mexican restaurant and we went there and the date actually started.

I was comfortable immediately. He was funny and engaging and direct and all the things I like in a friend. There were a few times when I thought, source url Why are we wasting time here?  Let’s get to a hotel. I know what I want to do with you. But I never said it because I was so engaged in the conversation and I was thoroughly enjoying talking with him.

Yes, it’s true.  I chose talking over fucking. Go figure.

After a while we decided to drive back to the parking lot of the first restaurant because it was a bit secluded. I felt electricity when he kissed me, and he’s an follow link amazing kisser. We kissed a long time.  I stroked his hard cock through his pants.  He fondled my breast. I sucked his cock for awhile but the angle in his car just wasn’t great for that.  We kissed some more. Every now and then we’d stop and talk a bit, but the kissing always won. At one point, he lifted my shirt and bra and sucked one of my nipples.  I felt my pussy going from damp to wet to drenched. It has been a long time since I wanted a man as much as I wanted T.

I was so aroused and so dazed with passion that I probably would have done anything he wanted, but…..

We ran out of time.  I had a phone meeting and he also had some place to be, so we had to end the date, but I didn’t want to go. I was ready to blow off my meeting and spend the rest of the afternoon with him, but he couldn’t so we went our separate ways.

When was the last time you sat in a car making out and petting for an hour? I don’t even remember the last time I did. It was amazing.

As I drove away I thought about how glad I was that I hadn’t canceled the date, and how much I couldn’t wait to see him again. But the next time I see him, I want it to be in a private room where I can admire him without his clothes on and have my way with him.

I’ve never been a big believer in chemistry.

I am now.


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  1. Advizor54

    What a great way to start the new year! Keep us updated! 🙂

  2. Tom

    Wow… you’re smitten!

  3. cammies on the floor

    Can’t wait to read about the next time!
    My first date with my husband went all wrong as well, I was lost for hours.

  4. Lust for Love

    Wish I can have the same kind of experience!

  5. Kat

    Smitten might be exactly the right word, Tom. 😉

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