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Ok, so my date on Friday ended up how I was hoping. Had sex for the first time in quite a while. This was the girl I had originally planned on working on for Halloween, but she got sick so I ended up spending some time with the girl in my previous report (which did not lead to sex).
So this girl is South American, early 30’s, very, very short. Very long hair. Always wears high heels, and still looks short. I met her through a social group where we go out to eat and drink. Second time I met her, she asked my friend if she could sit beside me, so that was a good sign. Third time we met, she took a couple of pictures of me and asked for my number so she could send them, another sign. We texted a little, but nothing much came of it (tuns out she’s not a big texter which I like). Unexpectedly ran into her at a formal event a month later, where she was with a date. Thought maybe this was why she had cancelled on me, but when I asked about him, she quickly told me that there was nothing going on between them, another sign. Said she didn’t really date because she’s busy as a single mom. I said “I’d date you, you’re cute”. She replied that she didn’t know that (that I found her dateable), and that I had her number. There was a professional photographer at the event and we took some pictures together (and also with a second girl who I may still work on later). The girls asked me to give them the each other girl's number, but I didn’t because I don’t want them comparing notes about me if I work on the other one.
So the next day I send her a message with some imagery: her hair blowing in the wind, me brushing it out of her eyes, etc. She pitches the meet for the following week. Gotta say I wish I had done more emotional type stuff in texts years ago as they seem to love it, I just gotta be careful of overdoing it.
So the plan was to meet for drinks, and she’s running late. Comes like a full half hour late. When I see her coming to the table, I realize she’s not alone. There is someone even shorter with her, her daughter. My first though is that maybe she’s crazy. But we’ve hung out a few times and she did seem normal. I say in an annoyed tone that she didn’t mention this. She goes on to explain that her ex didn’t pick up the kid on time and she’ll only be with us for a bit, that she wouldn’t have intended to do this to me on purpose. I sure fucking hope not. But I gotta say the kid (8 years old) was very adorable, and fun to talk to. Finally, the kid fucks off, so I can get down to business. Have to ramp things up, so I tell her sit beside me. She tells me that I make her a bit nervous, she hasn’t been with a man since she split with her ex 2 years ago. I take her hand and rub it, some basic kino all around, and we kiss a bit. What was really nice was the eye gazing. It was really hot, only inches away. It’s clear we’re pretty into each other.
We leave and go to catch our train. On the way I find an out of the way spot so we can make out, using my umbrella to hide anyone’s view. More eye gazing. She breathlessly asks me when she can see me again. I ask when she’s free, and we book it for the following week.
Barely any texting during the intervening week. I like this as she seems like she will be low maintenance, only thinking of her kid when she’s not around me.
So we meet for drinks again. We have a small bite and some chit chat. Once that’s out of the way, I get her to sit closer to me and we pick up where we left off. Some kissing and kino. I tell her that I’d love to dance with her. She asks where, I tell her my place, and we split. She wants to stop off at the drug store for some girly shit so we walk through the mall. She grabs her stuff and we begin to head back to the trains. But on the way out we pass by a Victoria’s Secret and she walks straight in. This catches me off guard. So now she’s commenting on all the lacy undies and bras. After about 5 minutes she picks out a lacy body number and pays $100 for it. At one point I was wondering if she was gonna try to get me to pay for it. I wouldn’t have, but I have to admit we were in her frame for this part of the evening.
Get to my place and things start heating up while we’re standing in the living room. This is the first time I see her without shoes and she is clearly under 5 feet tall. She’s rubbing my sides and asks “what is that bump?”. I tell her it’s a mole. So I grab her tit and ask her the same question. I love it when escalation opportunities come up like that. I sit in a chair and we are now basically at eye level (I’m 5’9”) making out. Into the bedroom fairly quickly from there. I keep escalating, but take my time. She doesn’t stop me at any stage. I could have escalated more quickly but the memory of the previous girl refusing most everything had me take it slow. She asks if I have condoms so I knew the end was close. She blows me for a bit, is very good at it, best at it since my ex-wife. We have sex and thus ends my self-imposed dry spell. I’m well hung so I was worried that her size meant that I wouldn’t be able to fit all my junk in, but no problem there thank God. I am free to pound away without hitting her cervix (which let me tell you hurts both the guy and girl). And we never even used the lingerie.
Key to the lay was recognizing her interest, and moving on it, with a certain amount of tolerance for her early date bullshit. If she had been some random chick I might have told her to fuck off. But it went pretty smooth, and now I have a girl for Friday nights, the only day of the week she doesn’t have the kid. Later she told me that she’s so not been in dating mode, that any interest guys have shown her recently has gone right over her head (and not because of her height, lol). She has been like clueless guy. I also think her running late (both dates) and bringing the kid may have been screening tools against guys who want a full-time girlfriend i.e. she doesn’t have the time for that, shows how busy she is, etc. But I don’t want a full-timer, so this may work out great. And I’m gonna make her come to my place from now so if she’s late I won’t really care. She’s a cool adorable chick and I like hanging out with her.
So this girl is South American, early 30’s, very, very short. Very long hair. Always wears high heels, and still looks short. I met her through a social group where we go out to eat and drink. Second time I met her, she asked my friend if she could sit beside me, so that was a good sign. Third time we met, she took a couple of pictures of me and asked for my number so she could send them, another sign. We texted a little, but nothing much came of it (tuns out she’s not a big texter which I like). Unexpectedly ran into her at a formal event a month later, where she was with a date. Thought maybe this was why she had cancelled on me, but when I asked about him, she quickly told me that there was nothing going on between them, another sign. Said she didn’t really date because she’s busy as a single mom. I said “I’d date you, you’re cute”. She replied that she didn’t know that (that I found her dateable), and that I had her number. There was a professional photographer at the event and we took some pictures together (and also with a second girl who I may still work on later). The girls asked me to give them the each other girl's number, but I didn’t because I don’t want them comparing notes about me if I work on the other one.
So the next day I send her a message with some imagery: her hair blowing in the wind, me brushing it out of her eyes, etc. She pitches the meet for the following week. Gotta say I wish I had done more emotional type stuff in texts years ago as they seem to love it, I just gotta be careful of overdoing it.
So the plan was to meet for drinks, and she’s running late. Comes like a full half hour late. When I see her coming to the table, I realize she’s not alone. There is someone even shorter with her, her daughter. My first though is that maybe she’s crazy. But we’ve hung out a few times and she did seem normal. I say in an annoyed tone that she didn’t mention this. She goes on to explain that her ex didn’t pick up the kid on time and she’ll only be with us for a bit, that she wouldn’t have intended to do this to me on purpose. I sure fucking hope not. But I gotta say the kid (8 years old) was very adorable, and fun to talk to. Finally, the kid fucks off, so I can get down to business. Have to ramp things up, so I tell her sit beside me. She tells me that I make her a bit nervous, she hasn’t been with a man since she split with her ex 2 years ago. I take her hand and rub it, some basic kino all around, and we kiss a bit. What was really nice was the eye gazing. It was really hot, only inches away. It’s clear we’re pretty into each other.
We leave and go to catch our train. On the way I find an out of the way spot so we can make out, using my umbrella to hide anyone’s view. More eye gazing. She breathlessly asks me when she can see me again. I ask when she’s free, and we book it for the following week.
Barely any texting during the intervening week. I like this as she seems like she will be low maintenance, only thinking of her kid when she’s not around me.
So we meet for drinks again. We have a small bite and some chit chat. Once that’s out of the way, I get her to sit closer to me and we pick up where we left off. Some kissing and kino. I tell her that I’d love to dance with her. She asks where, I tell her my place, and we split. She wants to stop off at the drug store for some girly shit so we walk through the mall. She grabs her stuff and we begin to head back to the trains. But on the way out we pass by a Victoria’s Secret and she walks straight in. This catches me off guard. So now she’s commenting on all the lacy undies and bras. After about 5 minutes she picks out a lacy body number and pays $100 for it. At one point I was wondering if she was gonna try to get me to pay for it. I wouldn’t have, but I have to admit we were in her frame for this part of the evening.
Get to my place and things start heating up while we’re standing in the living room. This is the first time I see her without shoes and she is clearly under 5 feet tall. She’s rubbing my sides and asks “what is that bump?”. I tell her it’s a mole. So I grab her tit and ask her the same question. I love it when escalation opportunities come up like that. I sit in a chair and we are now basically at eye level (I’m 5’9”) making out. Into the bedroom fairly quickly from there. I keep escalating, but take my time. She doesn’t stop me at any stage. I could have escalated more quickly but the memory of the previous girl refusing most everything had me take it slow. She asks if I have condoms so I knew the end was close. She blows me for a bit, is very good at it, best at it since my ex-wife. We have sex and thus ends my self-imposed dry spell. I’m well hung so I was worried that her size meant that I wouldn’t be able to fit all my junk in, but no problem there thank God. I am free to pound away without hitting her cervix (which let me tell you hurts both the guy and girl). And we never even used the lingerie.
Key to the lay was recognizing her interest, and moving on it, with a certain amount of tolerance for her early date bullshit. If she had been some random chick I might have told her to fuck off. But it went pretty smooth, and now I have a girl for Friday nights, the only day of the week she doesn’t have the kid. Later she told me that she’s so not been in dating mode, that any interest guys have shown her recently has gone right over her head (and not because of her height, lol). She has been like clueless guy. I also think her running late (both dates) and bringing the kid may have been screening tools against guys who want a full-time girlfriend i.e. she doesn’t have the time for that, shows how busy she is, etc. But I don’t want a full-timer, so this may work out great. And I’m gonna make her come to my place from now so if she’s late I won’t really care. She’s a cool adorable chick and I like hanging out with her.
