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It is a boring weekend morning and out of boredom I open my Badoo. I open this girl, Betty, Kenyan, 26 years old and very pretty pictures. The mood is good, and we quickly switch to WhatsApp. We discuss our usual weekend activities, and she insists she likes to go to the beach.
My game
I run a game which is quite physical, body language based. I initially focus on building tension, by avoiding to give her cues, verbal or physical, on whether I like her or not. I also find a way around the usual pitfalls ("what are you looking for in Badoo?", as well as questions about ex wife or former relationships). At some point, I release the tension, but then I do a lot of physical push pulls. All this, while the communication goes on normally in the foreground.
When we get out of my car I open my hand and she puts hers in mine, then I lead her to the lounge. We order food, wine, enjoy the view, and have nice chat. As I feel her increasing comfort, I start with a little "accidental" kiss on the forehead then pull back. She's getting more touchy now. When I lean back, she gets closer and touch me. Later on, she rests her head on my shoulder... and at this point we kiss. She kisses very good! Although I'm not a big fan of early make out, when the impulsion comes from her, I provide! Alright, I need to be more sexual, so I go for her boobs and gently cup them in my hands. They are big! It is OK to touch a woman as long as the vibe is right and you wrap it up with a sexy comment. "Wow, there’s lot of people inside here!". But it's already time to go. In the elevator I gently caress her ass. I put her in a cab and off for today.
Later that night, we exchange the pictures we took today. She comments on our picture together: "I’m so fat, just like my tummy!" "Did I look like complaining about the assets? They were fitting nicely in my hands ;-)". I show her my late selfie with some lipstick all around my mouth. She comments:
The next day (Dec 2nd) I open her in the morning by sending a picture of my gym ("Time to hit the gym!"), and later tease her "I confirm: I would certainly do it again!" "OK boss. Would love to be your company" "We have an understanding then!". We decide on meeting for a drink in a beach cafe around 5pm.
She comes at 5:45pm. For as much as I don’t like lecturing a girl on dos and donts, I can’t just let her walk away with this because it’s open door to more abuses. She notices my straight face, and I tell her that it is not OK to show up 45 minutes late. The proper way to handle that is to inform in advance of the delay, or even better avoid the delay altogether. It’s out of my chest, but for 30 minutes she’s silent, not answering much my attempts to create dialog, and looks elsewhere. Alright. I trigger the discussion on her being late, again. She voices out what she wants to say, and now the issue is finally behind. The mood warms up and we finally resume our previous good interaction. The drinks are over. We take a few pictures then move. For the next place, I tell her we have a choice. "Either we do a restaurant. Or second choice, we go to my home and taste the dinner I cooked last time. There will be wine too." She chooses my home (as I correctly guessed she would), so now we’re now going straight to my place.
At my home
We get comfortable, start heating up a dish I cooked two days ago, then kiss again. We open a bottle of wine, sit next to each other on my sofa, and have the dinner. Dinner done, we kiss, and her hand is on me, feeling my hard-on. I am cupping her big breasts, kissing her around the neck. When I want to access the boobs, it’s tightly packaged and decide we'll need to be more comfortable. I tell her "Come!", take her by the hand, and lead her to the bedroom. We lie on my bed, I kiss her, and undertake to remove her dress. "We can’t have sex!" she says. Alright! We're up for a round of LMR. I try to insist a little, but she’s firm that we can’t have sex. I tell her that now is the moment. If it doesn’t happen now, it will never happen.
Overcoming the LMR
We go back to the living room. I am now purposefully affecting a detached behavior and body language. Tension again! She says that we just met yesterday. I go for the position of authority: "Oh come on! I’m 48, you can’t make me wait like a 25 y.o!" She wants to make sure it’s not "just sex". I tell her that I’m open to any outcome, except for marriage, but as a honest man I can’t promise anything. She says that I told her "not looking for marrying again", and avoided to talk about ex wife. The ex wife thing gets me started, needs to be killed off right of the bat. "You think people divorce just for fun? Do you really want me to go and unearth the crap of a 15 years failed relationship?". I am now a little out of my bounds. I repeat my first argument. "It either happens spontaneously, or it doesn’t happen at all. The right moment was now. The spontaneity was killed. It didn’t happen now, so it will never happen." In other words, it was now or never. Her hopes to be able to make me wait for sex are waning. She suddenly picks up the message, comes near me and starts kissing me passionately. "I’m sorry" she says. It's time to insist. "Alright, I agree to no full sexual intercourse. But I want to see your boobs!". We kiss more. I repeat that I want to see her boobs. "But be aware that I will try to kiss them". She says "OK it’s fine, you will see my boobs".
Final escalation
We go back to the bedroom. She asks me to turn my back while she removes her dress and gets beneath the blankets. I join her in the bed, remove the blankets, and start kissing her boobs. They are big and nice, quite a view, it’s a pleasure. She starts moaning... "I’m so horny!" More kissing her large nipples. "I’m so wet now" "I can kiss you there and make you come!" She agrees, so I remove the underwear and start licking her pussy and her clit, with my finger inside. She loves it and comes. I go on. "Fuck me!" Alright, no need to say it twice. I put on my condom and penetrate her. She starts screaming like crazy! I make her come again. She’s now on her belly and I take her from behind. Soon, it’s me coming. Finally we're done, and she says she enjoyed and thank me."Are you seriously 48? You feel like 21!" "That’s the best compliment I had in a long time!" It’s now past time (her curfew at 10pm). She takes a quick shower then I drop her to a taxi stand.
My takeaway
Girls sometimes need help to overcome their own bullshit, and they’re grateful when you do. She wanted to be sure that it wasn't "just sex", so I had to give her an argument plausible enough. But beyond the logical reasoning, I think it was the "now or never" that helped seal the deal. She thought she got me and could keep me waiting, but I was basically telling her that I was willing to let her go. She picked up the message and the deal was done.
She finally comes at 5:30pm. One hour late, some story about her cab driver who got caught overspending by police but didn’t have a valid driver license. She informed me all along, so I waited for her. It is already late for my initial plan of a drink here. She needs to be back home by 9pm, so I decide we won't have time for a pull. We make a quick tour of the Souq, see the camels, see the falcons, have pictures, then we take my car to a more intimate location: the Strata lounge, a 55th floor skybar with a magnificent city view and one of my favorite spots in the city.Me: I was going to propose a coffee in Souq Waqif (a popular spot here, full of coffee shops and people)
Her: Which day?
Me: Like this afternoon
Her: Am lazy (tears emoticon)
Me: Stay home then (tears emoticon)
Her: Mmmmmm someone is mad at me
Me: No. If you don’t like my proposition then what can I do? I will clean my flat instead
He: I didn’t say I don’t like. I said I’m lazy
Me: Nuance. You need some insisting
Her: No no no. I don’t like people who insist
Me: Would you please be so kind as to join me for a coffee in Souq Waqif ?
Her: (laugh emoticons). OK. 4:30pm
My game
I run a game which is quite physical, body language based. I initially focus on building tension, by avoiding to give her cues, verbal or physical, on whether I like her or not. I also find a way around the usual pitfalls ("what are you looking for in Badoo?", as well as questions about ex wife or former relationships). At some point, I release the tension, but then I do a lot of physical push pulls. All this, while the communication goes on normally in the foreground.
When we get out of my car I open my hand and she puts hers in mine, then I lead her to the lounge. We order food, wine, enjoy the view, and have nice chat. As I feel her increasing comfort, I start with a little "accidental" kiss on the forehead then pull back. She's getting more touchy now. When I lean back, she gets closer and touch me. Later on, she rests her head on my shoulder... and at this point we kiss. She kisses very good! Although I'm not a big fan of early make out, when the impulsion comes from her, I provide! Alright, I need to be more sexual, so I go for her boobs and gently cup them in my hands. They are big! It is OK to touch a woman as long as the vibe is right and you wrap it up with a sexy comment. "Wow, there’s lot of people inside here!". But it's already time to go. In the elevator I gently caress her ass. I put her in a cab and off for today.
Later that night, we exchange the pictures we took today. She comments on our picture together: "I’m so fat, just like my tummy!" "Did I look like complaining about the assets? They were fitting nicely in my hands ;-)". I show her my late selfie with some lipstick all around my mouth. She comments:
Second date
The next day (Dec 2nd) I open her in the morning by sending a picture of my gym ("Time to hit the gym!"), and later tease her "I confirm: I would certainly do it again!" "OK boss. Would love to be your company" "We have an understanding then!". We decide on meeting for a drink in a beach cafe around 5pm.
She comes at 5:45pm. For as much as I don’t like lecturing a girl on dos and donts, I can’t just let her walk away with this because it’s open door to more abuses. She notices my straight face, and I tell her that it is not OK to show up 45 minutes late. The proper way to handle that is to inform in advance of the delay, or even better avoid the delay altogether. It’s out of my chest, but for 30 minutes she’s silent, not answering much my attempts to create dialog, and looks elsewhere. Alright. I trigger the discussion on her being late, again. She voices out what she wants to say, and now the issue is finally behind. The mood warms up and we finally resume our previous good interaction. The drinks are over. We take a few pictures then move. For the next place, I tell her we have a choice. "Either we do a restaurant. Or second choice, we go to my home and taste the dinner I cooked last time. There will be wine too." She chooses my home (as I correctly guessed she would), so now we’re now going straight to my place.
At my home
We get comfortable, start heating up a dish I cooked two days ago, then kiss again. We open a bottle of wine, sit next to each other on my sofa, and have the dinner. Dinner done, we kiss, and her hand is on me, feeling my hard-on. I am cupping her big breasts, kissing her around the neck. When I want to access the boobs, it’s tightly packaged and decide we'll need to be more comfortable. I tell her "Come!", take her by the hand, and lead her to the bedroom. We lie on my bed, I kiss her, and undertake to remove her dress. "We can’t have sex!" she says. Alright! We're up for a round of LMR. I try to insist a little, but she’s firm that we can’t have sex. I tell her that now is the moment. If it doesn’t happen now, it will never happen.
Overcoming the LMR
We go back to the living room. I am now purposefully affecting a detached behavior and body language. Tension again! She says that we just met yesterday. I go for the position of authority: "Oh come on! I’m 48, you can’t make me wait like a 25 y.o!" She wants to make sure it’s not "just sex". I tell her that I’m open to any outcome, except for marriage, but as a honest man I can’t promise anything. She says that I told her "not looking for marrying again", and avoided to talk about ex wife. The ex wife thing gets me started, needs to be killed off right of the bat. "You think people divorce just for fun? Do you really want me to go and unearth the crap of a 15 years failed relationship?". I am now a little out of my bounds. I repeat my first argument. "It either happens spontaneously, or it doesn’t happen at all. The right moment was now. The spontaneity was killed. It didn’t happen now, so it will never happen." In other words, it was now or never. Her hopes to be able to make me wait for sex are waning. She suddenly picks up the message, comes near me and starts kissing me passionately. "I’m sorry" she says. It's time to insist. "Alright, I agree to no full sexual intercourse. But I want to see your boobs!". We kiss more. I repeat that I want to see her boobs. "But be aware that I will try to kiss them". She says "OK it’s fine, you will see my boobs".
Final escalation
We go back to the bedroom. She asks me to turn my back while she removes her dress and gets beneath the blankets. I join her in the bed, remove the blankets, and start kissing her boobs. They are big and nice, quite a view, it’s a pleasure. She starts moaning... "I’m so horny!" More kissing her large nipples. "I’m so wet now" "I can kiss you there and make you come!" She agrees, so I remove the underwear and start licking her pussy and her clit, with my finger inside. She loves it and comes. I go on. "Fuck me!" Alright, no need to say it twice. I put on my condom and penetrate her. She starts screaming like crazy! I make her come again. She’s now on her belly and I take her from behind. Soon, it’s me coming. Finally we're done, and she says she enjoyed and thank me."Are you seriously 48? You feel like 21!" "That’s the best compliment I had in a long time!" It’s now past time (her curfew at 10pm). She takes a quick shower then I drop her to a taxi stand.
My takeaway
Girls sometimes need help to overcome their own bullshit, and they’re grateful when you do. She wanted to be sure that it wasn't "just sex", so I had to give her an argument plausible enough. But beyond the logical reasoning, I think it was the "now or never" that helped seal the deal. She thought she got me and could keep me waiting, but I was basically telling her that I was willing to let her go. She picked up the message and the deal was done.
