I found Stacy on OKCupid.
We exchanged a few emails, and I asked her out for a drink.
She didn’t respond to my invitation until several days later, the morning of my proposed date.
Now, I don’t care for online girls who delay confirming until day of the date. It’s selfish and shows lack of respect.
But not always. It could also mean that she’s just flaky – and maybe horny and down to fuck.
In this case, she said she “hadn’t seen” my email.
Gotta be flexible.
So I gave her the benefit of the doubt and re-pitched the meet.
She grudgingly said yes:
Stacy: Where at? The drink that is? ;)
MF: coffee shop on [redacted] st ;) 45 minutes
Stacy: Damn thats a ways from me… I don’t even know if I can make it there in 45 min..
MF: lol. no worries, how long?
Stacy: Can we meet half way? I’ve still gotta take my dog out.
MF: where do you live?
Stacy: almost in [redacted]
Stacy: No on the half way thing? I just got home to let her out.
MF: Hmm. Sure you wont come down here?
Stacy: Sure.. give me about an hour and a half..
MF: OK, That works
We met at the coffee house up the road from my place.
Got there at the same time; walked in together.
Stacy looked good in her profile pictures. But I was still pleasantly surprised. She was petite, but with a thick ass. Tits smallish, but shapely. Big, brown eyes, with a delicate chin and rosy cheeks. Well-dressed, very professional looking. Nails nicely done, clear skin. She did have one flaw. She’d recently chopped off most of her thick, lustrous, brown hair – had that terrible American girl bob. I hated it. But, she was good-looking enough to overlook it.
We ordered drinks and found a table. I told her where to sit, pointed to the chair so she’d be sitting right next to me. She told me she’d been a waitress at a strip club. Uh huh. Later, she admitted she’d actually been a stripper. She wasn’t stripping now though, and actually had a well-paid office job.
I started in with the heavy touching 15 minutes in. I made her show me her tattoos, had her expose her midriff. I caressed and carefully inspected all her ink. She was bold, and touched me back. That was a good sign. I figured the chances of banging her same night were strong.
Cut it off, or go for the same night lay?
I decided to go for it, and stretched the date out. We ordered another beer; kept talking and flirting for a while.
Finally, I invited her back to my house for a drink.
She agreed and followed me home.
I went for the kiss almost as soon as we got inside my house. Then I made her a vodka drink and started the movie. We smoked a bowl. It was late night by now, after midnight. So I went for a second kiss and escalated quickly. We got naked, then went upstairs and had unprotected sex. It was a good night, Stacy and I were extremely compatible. She was easily orgasmic and came repeatedly. Of course, she was surprised at herself! She never did this sort of thing!
Anyway, I let her spend the night, she left early the next morning.
Then she texted me hours later:
Stacy: I think I pulled a George Costanza on you…I left my earrings on your nightstand!
MF: no worries. want them back? ;)
Stacey: yeah, probably ;)
MF: lol, okay ;) tomorrow night
The next day:
MF: Still on for tonight?
Stacy: Yes sir
MF: OK ;)
Stacy: Feel like doing something up here?
MF: You come here tonight ;)
Stacy: Hmmm…that is such a far drive.
MF: OK. maybe another time then.
Stacy: Damn..like that, huh?
MF: Yah ;)
Stacy: Well for you…I guess I could make the drive.
MF: Ok. See you tonight.
She was at my house later that night for another round of unprotected sex.
Driving to see to Stacy for our first few dates would have been a mistake, counter-productive.
Instead, I was rewarded for refusing her demands, holding firm, and making her come to me.
Total Cost: $13.78
Time Spent: 3-4 hours to first sex
Lesson Learned: Insist on getting your way from the beginning of the relationship. Make girls come to you; avoid going to them. Be willing to let her walk if she resists.
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