First of all, thanks for all the kind wishes with regard to the explosion in Hemel Hempstead. We’re not close enough to have been in any danger, but there’s something slightly weird in being pretty adjacent to an event that achieves global news coverage… and the skies were very dark indeed. Anyway, we’re all fine, and the wind seems to have shifted today because the plume is heading off in the other direction.
Right then. Saturday night… all started normally enough, other than the fact that BR parked her car at my house as it was en route to the restaurant that we were eating at. I had a bit of a chuckle at her parking as I stood at the door (so shoot me!) and then she came in and we had a glass of wine and talked for a while. She was… nice, but I knew immediately this wasn’t going to be a romance. But I thought it had potential to be a fun evening, and that was fine.
We left for the restaurant about half an hour later, and had a great meal. She was very tactile (my hands, arms and legs all got a bit of a feel at the table) and she kept making sexy eyes at me over dinner. At one point I burst out laughing and asked what “that look” meant, and she just grinned back at me. She was certainly funny, though, and we had a really good time. I drove us back to mine, asked her if she wanted a quick coffee, and assumed she’d be gone within the hour. Honestly.
The thing is, as we were sitting having a drink on the sofa, albeit slightly more alcoholic than coffee, her hand kept moving between her legs, and all the while her pupils were getting bigger and bigger. The conversation became a little more… personal, and then she just stopped talking and stared at me, her hand resting where it had been wandering moments before. “Looking at me like that isn’t going to get you anywhere…what is it you want from me?” I asked her.
“I just want to live for the moment. Fuck me” she said, without batting an eyelid. And we decided there and then that that’s all it was going to be. Two adults, no ties, and an immediacy about the need we felt. That was around midnight, and she left some time after 4.30 having had what she claimed to be the fuck of her life (I bet she say’s that to all the boys). I must have fallen asleep around 5, slept through three large explosions that woke up entire families 40-50 miles away, and then got up thinking it was just another Sunday.
And here’s the thing. I’m not stupid, and I know what and who I am. I’m no Greek god; I’m just a normal looking guy, a bit shorter than average, who happens to be able to engage with women, on all levels, more easily than most guys seem to do. But every time I take someone out, they just want to drag me into bed for some marathon shagging session, and I genuinely don’t understand what it’s all about. If I did know, I’d try to do something to stop it, because it’s slightly weird and I don’t seem to put up enough resistance.
Oh well. It could be worse, of course. At least it’s women.
26 comments:
Well if memory serves me right it may be that they want to spend a night of shagging with 'no strings' but it seems to end up something all together different once they've had a taste of you. Didn't it start off that way with GG too? I'm sure that if I met you I'd want to hop on into the bed too...but I must admit it's probably more than shagging that would keep me coming back for more.
If you knew what it was I'd advise you to write a book on it.
NWC, that's about the nicest response you could have given. Thank you.
KOW - I always thought I had a book in me, just not that one. You may have a point though ;-)
hmmm.... am I sensing a bit of complaint? odd...
what is it you are looking for?
No, not really... I'm just musing, MG. And I'm not consciously looking for anything, actually.
The movie was very good, Sirreene, but it was inevitable that I'd be vaguely disappointed. I loved the book so much when I was a child, but re-reading it, it just seemed a little... light. And then there's all the religious allegorical crap, which I wasn't aware of when I was knee high to a grasshopper.
As liberal as I can be, if there's no possibility of a romance, what's the point?
Of course, I understand the appeal of a no-string romp but in my old age...I guess I'm changing.
KD, I feel like that sometimes too. Saturday just felt... okay, though. In fact, it felt kind of healthy.
I know I have needs but I'm a bit like K.D. I don't know that I could do the one night stand thing. I've done it before and I just... I don't know.
But you know what... You had a rather fun and healthy romp. I am sure it was a hell of a lot better than a few hours at the gym. hehe
;-)
HAhaha! You poor thing! No I'm kidding. I can see how that would be a little dismaying at times. See the thing about you WDKY is you treat women as PEOPLE, not aliens. You have no idea how uncommon that is. I think a lot of men assume that we're SO different from them that they couldn't POSSIBLY understand us, and it starts them off all confused and shy or overconfident and condescending and they don't even know where to begin. Or they talk to us like we're children. So a man who knows how to make conversation is a HUGE turn-on.
Ruthie, it was certainly more exciting than the gym, believe me!
Blue - firstly, you don't know how much that's appreciated. But secondly, I have no time for perceived, or alleged, gender distinctions. They're just excuses for lack of communication and reasons for confusion. We're all fundamentally the same, and equally flawed.
“Looking at me like that isn’t going to get you anywhere…what is it you want from me?”
If a man said this to me, I'd be spending the night too.
I envy the night you had and I'm not sure if that's a bit sad or not.
lol...
you are so cute. Must be the pheremones you are giving off, sweetie.
They say THAT's what does it for the opposite sex... the sense of smell, etc etc.
Obviously you've got quite a shag smell!
Heeheee
Of course, WDKY, that's why you slept through the explosions and they woke me up 40 miles away - the most imperceptible shake of my bed & I'm wide awake in case it might be something interesting. Hope springs eternal!
“Looking at me like that isn’t going to get you anywhere…what is it you want from me?” would have gotten you a "well, if you can't figure it out, I'd better go now."
Perhaps that is why I have no sex life of which to speak...lol.
I'm with K.D. and Blondie; no one-night stands for this woman.
As far as why this happens to you, WDKY, I believe it's because of the conversation skills you have. It's a turn-on to have a man actually listen as well as speak. Try communicating in grunts and talking over anything the woman has to say, and I'll bet that, more times than not, there'll be no post-dinner shag.
I had to chuckle a little as I've been quite like BR a few times -- ready for a good one night stand -- and then it ended up being a relationship that lasted quite awhile. Now I'm not sure who's fault that ever was, mine or theirs, but since then I've never had another one-night stand for fear of unintentionally ending up in a relationship again.
Lamenting over senseless shagging. You're kidding me, right?
I imagine that 'healthy' was just what you needed after GG's more unusual requests. Sort of refresher training in best practice love making.
Mines a Gin, that made me laugh
WDKY...you had a post break up romp that is why it felt healthy.
Honestly, I don't know too many women who can shut that emotional sexual attachment off for a romp without strings. They say they can, because that is what they think their partner wants to hear. You might not be dealing with the most healthy-minded female there -So be careful. If that is how GG started...well..lol. If she calls you again...this new woman, wanting sex...because you were the best..then you know it wasn't just about the sex!
I somehow managed to mix up my comments so when you look at the one on the next one, it actually applies tp this post. I am too lazy to delete the other! Quite the shagger, eh? ;-)
I shall inform Security Services what set that bomb off then. They nedn't waste their time...;-)
Anna - I've noted that down. Now, if we ever meet ;-)
CLK - as it happens, she did say "God, I love your smell"...
Ginny, that was hysterical. Hope springs eternal indeed :-)
Yoursecret, my view about one night stands has changed slightly over the last year or two. I'll post about it one day.
UB - it's dangerous, I know. I'm fearless, though.
NYM - lamenting? Moi? I didn't notice any lamenting going on.
LL - yes, no doubt you're right. On all counts!
NML, please pay attention. Yes, I'm a lovely shagger though :-)
Sher... want me to come round with a feather duster?
FJL - eerrr...
Dude, are you wearing Sex Panther Cologne? honest date goes the way of honest sex, that is so brill!
wdky, sounds like you had a good evening. :) You know it's that irresistable charm of yours that would make us all jump in bed with you.
MissG, it wasn't the kind of "honest" I had in mind, but hey...
Sky - chance would be a fine thing!
I would imagine its because you sound really adorable. Plus everything else that's been said. I wish I'd met a lad like you when I was single. I hear you about the shagfest and goodbye, though. What to do about that.....
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