One of the reasons I love my job is that I get to travel often, and it allows me the chance to date all across the country without having to spend too much time in one place. It works out well for everyone because the women know I don’t live there, so they don’t expect too much; and, in return, I don’t have to worry about having an awkward conversation with the ones involved.
Last week, I was in Chicago staying at one of my favorite properties inside the Loop. On Tuesday night, I made plans to meet a woman named Sara that I had been talking to for awhile online. I don’t do much online dating; but when I do, I usually take my time in meeting them in person, so I can measure how legit they are. I actually found Sara on eHarmony. The one thing that drew me to eHarmony was their personality test. Those are always fun to take because they offer a glimpse of how others may see me.
Anyway, I had been talking to Sara for over a month, and we finally agreed to meet. She works at a bar in the Gold Coast area of Chicago, and we both thought it would be a great idea for me to come to her bar and talk during her down times. It was the perfect scenario for a first meeting. The pressure was minimal as she was working, so I didn’t have to think of interesting things to say every second of the night.
The night went well. The conversation was great, and I enjoyed watching her work the bar. She was hotter than her pictures on eHarmony. It kind of built up my own ego to watch other men flirting with her while she worked. She had fantastic cleavage in the tight black tank top she wore, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her when she had to stretch to reach a bottle on a high shelf. Needless to say, between the conversation and the body, I was revved up! She was able to get out of her shift close to midnight. Apparently, she had been feeling me too because she started kissing me in the cab and continued into the elevator (she stopped for a bit in the lobby). The kissing was hot. It was that brand of kissing that had been built up for a month based on conversations; and then when we saw each other, I think it took all we had not to jump over the bar.
Anyway, inside the bedroom, she was down to her sexy black thong in less than 5 minutes. I think my clothes melted off when we walked into the door. The foreplay was amazing and lasted a little over an hour. I could tell we were both type “A” personalities because it was an ongoing struggle to see who would be in control. I ultimately took the prize, but I think she let me win. The first time I entered her, I was sitting up and she was straddling me. But, that only lasted a few minutes before she put her arms around my neck and turned us both over. I put one of her legs back by her shoulders and started to move in and out of her at varying speeds and motions. At first, she responded really well to my talents; but then she surprised me, and I lost my groove. After about 4 minutes of being top of her, she began to cry. Yes, she began to cry. At first, I wasn’t sure because it was dark, and I was a little tipsy; so, I put my lips down to her face. Sure enough, there were little puddles of wetness caressing my lips.
I didn’t know what to do, so I….
Here’s Part 2!!
I was at a mall in Buckhead with my friend Jessica yesterday. She made a snide comment about another girl walking by, so I jokingly mentioned that she was a herder. She initially got a little intense because I was stereotyping her even though she had no clue what I was talking about.
“What’s it mean?” she asked with a sarcastic grin.
“Why do you always ask me to go shopping with you?” I asked.
“Answer me first.”
“I will. My question is part of it. So, why do you always ask me to go shopping with you?”
“You always tell me what you really think. My friends just tell me what I want to hear,” she quickly responded anxious to hear my answer.
“Exactly. Largely, you are all loyal and vicious.” Before she could respond, I asked, “Remember Nicole?” Nicole was a girl I had two dates with on a fix-up. Nicole and I agreed on a group date over drinks and appetizers. So I asked Jessica to bring a date. Nicole brought her friends Trista and Julie.
“Yes, I remember her…nice ass, big boobs, big nose.”
“Yeah, her,” I responded quickly so as not to get off the subject. “You didn’t know her or her friend for 5 minutes and when they got up to go to the bathroom you followed the 3 of them like it was your duty.”
Our conversation continued to something pointless, but I think it’s important for women to be aware that they are herders.
I think it’s the biggest strength and weakness of most women. It is also one of the biggest causes for miscommunication in relationships.
As I mentioned to Jessica, women are loyal and vicious. If they’re your friends, they’ll be your biggest supporters regardless of the circumstance and this is fantastic. However, the flaw is that they’ll support you even when you may need a little checking. This can often lead to an increased fuel when arguing with your man or maybe even another friend. If that happens, we (men) are left feeling very confused and aggravated because of an unresolved situation.
Now, clothing is not too serious. However, imagine getting advice like that from two of your girlfriends and then unleashing that on your unsuspecting man. It can cause a great deal of unnecessary drama.
The Point: Another friend of mine recently had a big fight with her fiancée. After she rehashed the story for me, she realized that she had gone too far because she was riled up from her friends. I agreed with her that her fiancée was wrong, but she should’ve discussed her feeling first instead of attacking him.
As you can see from post on, “How to Be Just Bitchy Enough,” “Cboy” and “Bee” are in a heated debate to understand what the expectation levels are from dinner. Being a guy, I do understand Cboy’s point that you feel cheated if you put for dinner and she is a bad date. I also understand Bee’s point that dinner does not equal sex.
To add a little light and understand the thought process of men a little better, I thought I’d show you the “Cost of Sex” calculator. I am not saying I agree with it…completely…but I understand how it can be frustrating for a guy. If nothing else, this handy little calculator is fun to look at. Have fun this weekend!!
80) I travel a lot for work…mostly Chicago and Miami.
79) My favorite Vodka is Ketel One.
78) I love scouting random small coffee houses in new cities.
77) I do Christmas shopping in October.
76) I once told a girl that she was terrible in bed because she always bragged about how wonderful she was.
75) Freud is overrated.
74) Machiavelli is not overrated.
73) I love the not-so-well-know movie Love & Sex.
72) I am very close to my family.
71) I really want to go to Fiji.
In case you missed the first 20:
100-91, 90-81
Culprit: Cosmo – Vol. 245, No. 4, (AKA October 2008 Issue); Page: 152
Cosmo discusses some of the various things that may be wrong if your sex life has decreased in your long-term relationship. They give 5 reasons that he may not want you as much, which are: he’s stressed out, he’s pissed of at you, he’s freaked out about commitment, he’s worried about his sack skills and he wants to break up. These are a handful of many good reasons that could cause the sex decline.
Cosmo also lists bogus excuses to watch out for, and that’s where I take issue with the popular magazine. One excuse was, “I have a big day at work tomorrow and need to rest.” They claim this is bogus because climaxing will clear his mind and help him sleep.
J’s advice…Cut Him Some Slack. Unless your man is still in college, he will be fully aware of the tension relief provided by sex; however, when he’s wound up from stress due to work, it causes anxiety about performance. Sex is not always one of the ways that he will want to get this out because, assuming he’s a driven professional, he will only feel better when he accomplishes something. That’s why he may ditch you to go do something active and measurable such as getting more reps out his workout routine. So, don’t be too quick to discount this excuse.
Whew! Glad, I got to the scene before you jumped to a conclusion.
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