Well after an unsuccessful first date with the last guy, and a few I talked to whom I wasn’t interested in meeting, I decided to do what I considered to be the unthinkable… I downloaded tinder. Now don’t boo me off the stage here. As I’m sure you’ve read in some of my previous posts I was and still am looking for a long term committed relationship, and tinder has a reputation of being a hookup site. But, at this point I was willing to try just about anything to change my luck around… and so I downloaded the app and started swiping. I quickly found out what all the hype was about and quickly became addicted to the swipe.
I made some matches, and had a few conversations but nothing really clicked until I started talking to this one guy who was local. We exchanged numbers and started texting. I actually had heard this guys name a few times years ago, but didn’t know anything about him. We seemed to get along pretty good via text and even talked on the phone once or twice. We eventually made plans to meet up, and I was actually looking forward to it. My only concern was that he wasn’t looking for anything serious and was only looking for a casual hookup.
We made plans to meet one morning that I happened to have off of work, and take a walk on the beach. This was a nice change of pace in my opinion, but I was a little concerned because his profile said he was a personal trainer, and he had time to meet me in the morning during the week. Now this was only a concern because of Delta who told me he was a personal trainer. So I told myself that maybe he didn’t have any clients until later in the day or had off from work that day. So off I went to meet my date at the beach for a morning walk. I got to the beach, and when he saw me he gave me a big hug which took me a little off guard but, I was ok with it. And so we walked and talked, and he held my hand. Again a little unexpected but nice, not awful. So as we were walking he stopped, pulled me to him and kissed me. And boy did he kiss me… it was, in a word… amazing! After that first kiss, it happened often during our walk. There’s not a lot of people out on the beach in the mornings during the week in November here, so we took the opportunity to get a little hot and heavy during some of these kissing stops. Somewhere way in the back of my mind I was trying to be concerned about how this first date was going considering my previous concerns about him only wanting a hookup, but the amazing sexual chemistry we seemed to have made that pretty difficult. After walking a while, and making out a while, we got back to our starting point and he asked me what I wanted to do. I wanted to make this a little more date like, but after a morning walk on the beach and a hot and heavy makeout session I really didn’t know what to say or do… so I suggested we go to the local state park and walk on some of the hiking trails there. I also at this time found out that he had stayed the night at a buddy’s house there on the beach and rode his bike to the beach. So, a little red flag popped up, but I said that wasn’t a problem and drove us to the park. We got to the park, and we found a spot to park and walk. We started walking and not too terribly far into our walk started making out again. I had some time at this point to cool off, so I tried to make this makeout session a little shorter and continued with the walk. I’m not sure exactly what he was thinking in these next few moments, that’s not true… I quickly figured out what he was thinking…. but I was walking in front of him, and somehow I don’t remember how exactly, he got my attention and I turned around and saw that he had unzipped his shorts, and taken his penis out.
Now I know this is probably a really terrible thing to do to all of my readers, but I do think I will continue the rest of this amazing story in the next post. I mean isn’t anticipation a wonderful, wonderful thing?? 😉
Until next time…..