Green eyes is a 30 year old dark brunette with an 8 year old boy. Never married. her profile mentioned "not judging anyones past..."
She opened me on Tinder with "Hi!" and a couple smilies, a wink and a kiss.
I replied at noon with a "Hi Cutie"
After we switched to text I told her I could use a drink tonight. We settled on a 7 pm meet up at one of her favorite places.
She sent me a picture of herself from Saturday night since she said she was cleaning out her car on her day off.
So I sent her one of me in a sport coat and collared shirt with my bald head shining in the light.
with the caption "Me Sans Chapeau".
She responds with "what does that mean? I don't talk that fancy talk."
Me: "well it is French for "without hat". I figured I could either talk fancy to you or dirty. Now I know which one you prefer."
Her: "Oooh you are BAAADDD"
More banter throughout the afternoon. She was already trying to set up the idea future bbq dates, and proposed dinner. She asked me to pick her up in my vehicle in front of a wine tasting room.
Finally she called me 30 minutes before our agreed time as I was running errands at the hardware store a few blocks away. She said she was leaving the tasting room walking down the street. I picked her up by the town square. She was in a short light dress, blowing in the evening wind. No jacket on a cool evening, hmmm.
She jumped in before I could get out. So I said "let me get a look at those green eyes", held her chin in my hand and gazed into her eyes for about 5 seconds and said " they are even better in person"
We drove to the bistro for a drink, and I parked cattywampus right in front. She remarked on my parking job and I said "Hey I mark my territory like that."
She laughed and we entered the bar. This is when she informs me she "already slammed 2 glasses of wine at the tasting room"
She knew the bartender and servers, and ordered a $14 champagne cocktail. I ordered a tall Gin and Tonic. We sat on a pleather settee. I immediately place my hand in the small of her back and feel the waistband of a g-string. Because of her short skirt she complained she was sticking to the seat. She gets a napkin to sit on, and a few minutes later DROPS the champagne flute on the tile floor!
We moved to the bar and the bartender brings her a replacement drink. Kino on lower back and thigh. Reciprocated frequently.
I paid the tab (only charged for one of her drinks, so I tipped the Bartender an extra $5). She proposed dinner at a less fancy place. We loaded back up in the pickup, and headed downtown. She immediately slides next to me in the split bench seat. We had to stop on down the road to adjust her seatbelt and she initiates a kiss aggressively. I obliged her and did some peripheral groping.
The dinner place was a 10 minute drive and she did a lot of talking. She starts shit testing me about if I am going to see her again. Hard. She talks about how she doesn't take guys home on the first date. Strenuously, Repeatedly.
My reply: " Hey I think sexual chemistry is extremely important to a relationship. If you wanted to have sex tonight I wouldn't judge you a bit. We can do whatever you want."
She goes on, almost becoming frantic. When we arrive in the restaurant I'm worried this is unsalvageable. Then she switches gears to say, "Lets get some margarita's" and we go into the Mexican restaurant.
We sit side by side in a booth in back with my hand on her thigh as she peppers me with questions and judgements about my relationships. Dinner wasn't much fun and I lost most of my appetite. I'm ready to just go home.
I pay the bill and we walk out into the back parking lot. She grabbed my arm an is hugging it tight. I expressed approval, and went to her door to open it.
At that point she became the sexual aggressor and was trying to eat my face off. She begins dryhumping my leg and wrapping her leg around my hip. Naturally I slid my hand up and caressed her perineum. Pretty soon her hand is on my hand urging my fingers inside. After just a few finger strokes she moans and quivers to completion. Red faced and breathing hard she says. "Oh my god, I never do this..." ......."Get inside on the seat and I'll ride you"
Before long she has her panties off and is pumping my dick. I put on the condom despite her protests, maybe half to 3/4 hard. She is straddling me in the drivers seat and writhing and bucking in a split second. It was a quickie for sure. Not my best work, but she was happy.
Afterwards she bemoaned "Oh my god, I thought you were different. I never do stuff like this. This is the SLUTTIEST THING I"VE EVER DONE." She keeps beating herself up. I try to reassure her.
She gives me directions to her friends house and instructs me to drop her off on the street. No kiss goodbye, just a hurried departure. I send a text thanking her for a nice evening. She replies with "Don't contact me again. I think you are still married. "
I replied "As you wish" and deleted the conversation.
I was puzzled, but relieved. Her rather animated behavior and extreme reactions suggested she might have been on something. I've never had a girl orgasm so quickly, or be so aggressive.
Takeaways:
She wanted to get laid, but was having a hard time with being judged for it. I think her shit testing me was her ASD.
We were in her town and car sex in a parking lot was preferable to her roommate seeing her with a strange guy.
I guess I do have what it takes to get laid in a short time. About 2 hours meet to lay.
She opened me on Tinder with "Hi!" and a couple smilies, a wink and a kiss.
I replied at noon with a "Hi Cutie"
After we switched to text I told her I could use a drink tonight. We settled on a 7 pm meet up at one of her favorite places.
She sent me a picture of herself from Saturday night since she said she was cleaning out her car on her day off.
So I sent her one of me in a sport coat and collared shirt with my bald head shining in the light.
with the caption "Me Sans Chapeau".
She responds with "what does that mean? I don't talk that fancy talk."
Me: "well it is French for "without hat". I figured I could either talk fancy to you or dirty. Now I know which one you prefer."
Her: "Oooh you are BAAADDD"
More banter throughout the afternoon. She was already trying to set up the idea future bbq dates, and proposed dinner. She asked me to pick her up in my vehicle in front of a wine tasting room.
Finally she called me 30 minutes before our agreed time as I was running errands at the hardware store a few blocks away. She said she was leaving the tasting room walking down the street. I picked her up by the town square. She was in a short light dress, blowing in the evening wind. No jacket on a cool evening, hmmm.
She jumped in before I could get out. So I said "let me get a look at those green eyes", held her chin in my hand and gazed into her eyes for about 5 seconds and said " they are even better in person"
We drove to the bistro for a drink, and I parked cattywampus right in front. She remarked on my parking job and I said "Hey I mark my territory like that."
She laughed and we entered the bar. This is when she informs me she "already slammed 2 glasses of wine at the tasting room"
She knew the bartender and servers, and ordered a $14 champagne cocktail. I ordered a tall Gin and Tonic. We sat on a pleather settee. I immediately place my hand in the small of her back and feel the waistband of a g-string. Because of her short skirt she complained she was sticking to the seat. She gets a napkin to sit on, and a few minutes later DROPS the champagne flute on the tile floor!
We moved to the bar and the bartender brings her a replacement drink. Kino on lower back and thigh. Reciprocated frequently.
I paid the tab (only charged for one of her drinks, so I tipped the Bartender an extra $5). She proposed dinner at a less fancy place. We loaded back up in the pickup, and headed downtown. She immediately slides next to me in the split bench seat. We had to stop on down the road to adjust her seatbelt and she initiates a kiss aggressively. I obliged her and did some peripheral groping.
The dinner place was a 10 minute drive and she did a lot of talking. She starts shit testing me about if I am going to see her again. Hard. She talks about how she doesn't take guys home on the first date. Strenuously, Repeatedly.
My reply: " Hey I think sexual chemistry is extremely important to a relationship. If you wanted to have sex tonight I wouldn't judge you a bit. We can do whatever you want."
She goes on, almost becoming frantic. When we arrive in the restaurant I'm worried this is unsalvageable. Then she switches gears to say, "Lets get some margarita's" and we go into the Mexican restaurant.
We sit side by side in a booth in back with my hand on her thigh as she peppers me with questions and judgements about my relationships. Dinner wasn't much fun and I lost most of my appetite. I'm ready to just go home.
I pay the bill and we walk out into the back parking lot. She grabbed my arm an is hugging it tight. I expressed approval, and went to her door to open it.
At that point she became the sexual aggressor and was trying to eat my face off. She begins dryhumping my leg and wrapping her leg around my hip. Naturally I slid my hand up and caressed her perineum. Pretty soon her hand is on my hand urging my fingers inside. After just a few finger strokes she moans and quivers to completion. Red faced and breathing hard she says. "Oh my god, I never do this..." ......."Get inside on the seat and I'll ride you"
Before long she has her panties off and is pumping my dick. I put on the condom despite her protests, maybe half to 3/4 hard. She is straddling me in the drivers seat and writhing and bucking in a split second. It was a quickie for sure. Not my best work, but she was happy.
Afterwards she bemoaned "Oh my god, I thought you were different. I never do stuff like this. This is the SLUTTIEST THING I"VE EVER DONE." She keeps beating herself up. I try to reassure her.
She gives me directions to her friends house and instructs me to drop her off on the street. No kiss goodbye, just a hurried departure. I send a text thanking her for a nice evening. She replies with "Don't contact me again. I think you are still married. "
I replied "As you wish" and deleted the conversation.
I was puzzled, but relieved. Her rather animated behavior and extreme reactions suggested she might have been on something. I've never had a girl orgasm so quickly, or be so aggressive.
Takeaways:
She wanted to get laid, but was having a hard time with being judged for it. I think her shit testing me was her ASD.
We were in her town and car sex in a parking lot was preferable to her roommate seeing her with a strange guy.
I guess I do have what it takes to get laid in a short time. About 2 hours meet to lay.
