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About ten years younger than me, with several patch tats, midriff-baring tops, photos traveling and drinks
***
Me: Morning [her name]. I take it you are a bit of an adventurer.
Her: yessir
always up for a great timd
time
u too?
Me: With the right person. So you are extra spontaneous? I know of a unique location where we could get acquainted.
Her: Lol
Where is that
Me: A very private area of a quite nice and busy building in [area]. What area are you in [her name]?
Her: interesting
Im close to downtown
like 2 miles away
[area name] area
Me: Do you drive? One weekend afternoon, let's stroll a lobby. If you're safe and once the coast is clear, we can slip the crowd a secret way.
Her: Yes I drive
Intriguing but also kinda confused
but sure whatever I'm down
Me: How's your free time this weekend? Sunday looks less rainy. It's in the [building name] building. It'll make sense when I show you.
Her: Im a bartender i don't have a normal work schedule lol
I work sunday at 4
Me: K with that sleep schedule how's meeting noon or early afternoon?
Her: Ok could work that out probably
Me: Great, I'll check in that morning and we can play it by ear
[three days later]
Her [Saturday 11pm]: Hello
[here is where I set my alarm to go out to an extra late club, sleeping 9-11:30pm, then hit snooze like five times and fell asleep all night... but I did scout four free venues Thursday]
Me: [Sunday 8:30am] Good morning [her name]. Let me know when you're up and at it!
Her [10:30am]: Good morning !
Me: How's your timing today? I'm just hopping in the shower
Her: U got any social media I can scope out ?
Me: I got rid of it all during exams a while ago.. Too distracting. I work in the [building we planned on] for [...] if you are worried about safety.. Otherwise I won't be offended in the slightest if you come stroll the building and decide against continuing the adventure.
Her: LOL i just think ur profile is so minimal I get nervous !
what time are you thinking
Me: It's OK I understand. Let's say 1pm if that's enough time
Her: Ok ! I just gotta be at work 4/4:30ish
Me: Cool, let's meeting the lobby and take it from there. If there's no parking around the building there's free Sunday street parking in front of [venue] on [street name] street
Her: casual attire?
Me: Yes, dress comfy
[three more back and forth logistics, parking]
***
I was seated in the lobby and spotted her entering behind me. Got up and turned to greet/hug her.
Walked around the building lobby probably about three minutes, getting to know her, surface level.
Took her up the elevator from here:
https://www.skilledseducer.com/threads/low-abundance-danger.29423/
It was locked up top! I've been up there like four times, so that's new.
We went down a floor and in the staircase back up to see if we could get in.
Now we are locked in the staircase and start going down.
We were fairly high up on an empty Sunday and definitely could have logistically escalated here.
However I had fucked <24hrs prior and wasn't aroused, and I'd barely even stopped and looked at her yet. The locked area had rooms to explore and would have had comfort and tension time in isolation. So far we had always been moving, meaning almost no eye contact. It was <10 minutes in with without enough tension built yet. I feel like you'd have to be ready to go right away if you're going to stop her on a staircase and escalate immediately.
On the way down I seeded going to the roof of my place since I owed her a view, but moved on without prompting for a committal while faced with over 20 floors to walk down.
Luckily just a few floors down it was unlocked and we got the elevator down. The whole time she was in good spirits. In the lobby we talked more about the city. She mentioned a couple places people had been telling her to go, including an art museum that conveniently has great logistics. I say "oh we can go right now, I live right there", which she was surprised at and agreed. This was good ambiguity for her comfort speed and eventual plan.
I start to figure out meeting there, but she doesn't want me to see her messy car and suggests I drive. Luckily it's only a couple minutes away so getting her back before work doesn't add much time. On the drive, she asks a bit about me.
***
So we end up at a fucking art museum. Minutes after what I thought would be a fast meet-to-lay in an abandoned floor of a building. On the way in I learned she does coke sometimes. I highly recommend do not go to a museum for a first date. There are some positives, but a whole lot of negatives. Luckily she is pretty easy going and genuinely liked checking out the art. So it's mostly just commenting on stuff we like at surface levels, making some jokes here and there. We spend at least an hour there.
I am really hoping she didn't notice the second floor or was just ready to do whatever when we came back to an exit point. I said the roof is open on my place now and suggested we check it out, since I owed her a view (callback to seeding this earlier). She's down, so we walk and in the lobby I saw that I'm going to get a coat since it's windy up on the roof. We get in my apartment and I give her a quick tour.
***
My "couch" is a fold-up gravity chair loveseat lawn chair, and I have a few folding tables with tablecloths, which she teases me about. So I tell her to come sit on it and then recline it back, which puts our legs touching. This is the first time we have sat down, and we still have not had nearly enough eye contact. It's slightly sunny through the window and she puts her sunglasses on. Am I Medusa? She barely turns her head to look at me and is closed off body language wise with crossed arms and moves her leg away a bit after a few minutes.
So I'm pointing out something in the skyline, and she can't see what I'm talking about, so I pull her sunglasses off and put them down. Now my face is pointed at her more, and it takes a good couple minutes for her to start making eye contact, and we're full body sides touching. Then she asks about my birthdate. Luckily we're a great astrology match... Somehow we get talking about her work customers. Once she finally really locks eyes, both our words kind of stop making sense for a few sentences with lingering pauses, and I kiss her.
Her kisses are like pecks. I pull back after like three, then back in for like ten, while running a hand over the outside of her leg. I pull back and she flips to fully cuddling into me now. I kiss her again and after a few pecks she starts opening up to relaxing her lips and making out. After a minute, I put my hand down her pants without resistance and play with her clit, then deep. I move her to the bed and finger deep more.
***
We're just over two hours in since meeting, but have clocked very little eye contact time. I'm not fully hard maybe in my head like not expecting to have escalated so easily. Luckily the internal massage is making her moan. This and finally looking at her face for more than a few seconds gets me hard and I roll over, throw her legs over my shoulders, and put it in maybe a little less hard than I should. But it works quick and I mostly adapted-missionary it, with an arm under her leg from inside out to push her into a slight crunch, which makes a good angle for forceful, slamming thrusts. So then I'm good to go and thankfully last a while.
***
After sex, she came in herself for a cuddle, and after dressing she said "it's not fair" and didn't explain further. I guess I am Medusa and she knew what would happen if we locked eyes. On the way to the elevator she said she had not intended for this to happen (I'm surprised denier, not justifier), and said I owed her a visit to the roof another time.
So we walk down to drive back to her car and she sees a text and starts freaking out a bit. Apparently she had butt-dialed her ex she hadn't talked to in two years (in the museum) and he had texted asking if everything's okay. On the ride, she asked if I wanted kids, the ages of my siblings and if they have kids, and if my parents are still together. Advice welcome on setting expectations. I think getting furniture to give girls space would help with comfort, but also hurt with boyfriend disqualification.
She exited asking for me to message her my number, with a big smile on her face walking back to her car.
***
Me: Morning [her name]. I take it you are a bit of an adventurer.
Her: yessir
always up for a great timd
time
u too?
Me: With the right person. So you are extra spontaneous? I know of a unique location where we could get acquainted.
Her: Lol
Where is that
Me: A very private area of a quite nice and busy building in [area]. What area are you in [her name]?
Her: interesting
Im close to downtown
like 2 miles away
[area name] area
Me: Do you drive? One weekend afternoon, let's stroll a lobby. If you're safe and once the coast is clear, we can slip the crowd a secret way.
Her: Yes I drive
Intriguing but also kinda confused
but sure whatever I'm down
Me: How's your free time this weekend? Sunday looks less rainy. It's in the [building name] building. It'll make sense when I show you.
Her: Im a bartender i don't have a normal work schedule lol
I work sunday at 4
Me: K with that sleep schedule how's meeting noon or early afternoon?
Her: Ok could work that out probably
Me: Great, I'll check in that morning and we can play it by ear
[three days later]
Her [Saturday 11pm]: Hello
[here is where I set my alarm to go out to an extra late club, sleeping 9-11:30pm, then hit snooze like five times and fell asleep all night... but I did scout four free venues Thursday]
Me: [Sunday 8:30am] Good morning [her name]. Let me know when you're up and at it!
Her [10:30am]: Good morning !
Me: How's your timing today? I'm just hopping in the shower
Her: U got any social media I can scope out ?
Me: I got rid of it all during exams a while ago.. Too distracting. I work in the [building we planned on] for [...] if you are worried about safety.. Otherwise I won't be offended in the slightest if you come stroll the building and decide against continuing the adventure.
Her: LOL i just think ur profile is so minimal I get nervous !
what time are you thinking
Me: It's OK I understand. Let's say 1pm if that's enough time
Her: Ok ! I just gotta be at work 4/4:30ish
Me: Cool, let's meeting the lobby and take it from there. If there's no parking around the building there's free Sunday street parking in front of [venue] on [street name] street
Her: casual attire?
Me: Yes, dress comfy
[three more back and forth logistics, parking]
***
I was seated in the lobby and spotted her entering behind me. Got up and turned to greet/hug her.
Walked around the building lobby probably about three minutes, getting to know her, surface level.
Took her up the elevator from here:
https://www.skilledseducer.com/threads/low-abundance-danger.29423/
It was locked up top! I've been up there like four times, so that's new.
We went down a floor and in the staircase back up to see if we could get in.
Now we are locked in the staircase and start going down.
We were fairly high up on an empty Sunday and definitely could have logistically escalated here.
However I had fucked <24hrs prior and wasn't aroused, and I'd barely even stopped and looked at her yet. The locked area had rooms to explore and would have had comfort and tension time in isolation. So far we had always been moving, meaning almost no eye contact. It was <10 minutes in with without enough tension built yet. I feel like you'd have to be ready to go right away if you're going to stop her on a staircase and escalate immediately.
On the way down I seeded going to the roof of my place since I owed her a view, but moved on without prompting for a committal while faced with over 20 floors to walk down.
Luckily just a few floors down it was unlocked and we got the elevator down. The whole time she was in good spirits. In the lobby we talked more about the city. She mentioned a couple places people had been telling her to go, including an art museum that conveniently has great logistics. I say "oh we can go right now, I live right there", which she was surprised at and agreed. This was good ambiguity for her comfort speed and eventual plan.
I start to figure out meeting there, but she doesn't want me to see her messy car and suggests I drive. Luckily it's only a couple minutes away so getting her back before work doesn't add much time. On the drive, she asks a bit about me.
***
So we end up at a fucking art museum. Minutes after what I thought would be a fast meet-to-lay in an abandoned floor of a building. On the way in I learned she does coke sometimes. I highly recommend do not go to a museum for a first date. There are some positives, but a whole lot of negatives. Luckily she is pretty easy going and genuinely liked checking out the art. So it's mostly just commenting on stuff we like at surface levels, making some jokes here and there. We spend at least an hour there.
I am really hoping she didn't notice the second floor or was just ready to do whatever when we came back to an exit point. I said the roof is open on my place now and suggested we check it out, since I owed her a view (callback to seeding this earlier). She's down, so we walk and in the lobby I saw that I'm going to get a coat since it's windy up on the roof. We get in my apartment and I give her a quick tour.
***
My "couch" is a fold-up gravity chair loveseat lawn chair, and I have a few folding tables with tablecloths, which she teases me about. So I tell her to come sit on it and then recline it back, which puts our legs touching. This is the first time we have sat down, and we still have not had nearly enough eye contact. It's slightly sunny through the window and she puts her sunglasses on. Am I Medusa? She barely turns her head to look at me and is closed off body language wise with crossed arms and moves her leg away a bit after a few minutes.
So I'm pointing out something in the skyline, and she can't see what I'm talking about, so I pull her sunglasses off and put them down. Now my face is pointed at her more, and it takes a good couple minutes for her to start making eye contact, and we're full body sides touching. Then she asks about my birthdate. Luckily we're a great astrology match... Somehow we get talking about her work customers. Once she finally really locks eyes, both our words kind of stop making sense for a few sentences with lingering pauses, and I kiss her.
Her kisses are like pecks. I pull back after like three, then back in for like ten, while running a hand over the outside of her leg. I pull back and she flips to fully cuddling into me now. I kiss her again and after a few pecks she starts opening up to relaxing her lips and making out. After a minute, I put my hand down her pants without resistance and play with her clit, then deep. I move her to the bed and finger deep more.
***
We're just over two hours in since meeting, but have clocked very little eye contact time. I'm not fully hard maybe in my head like not expecting to have escalated so easily. Luckily the internal massage is making her moan. This and finally looking at her face for more than a few seconds gets me hard and I roll over, throw her legs over my shoulders, and put it in maybe a little less hard than I should. But it works quick and I mostly adapted-missionary it, with an arm under her leg from inside out to push her into a slight crunch, which makes a good angle for forceful, slamming thrusts. So then I'm good to go and thankfully last a while.
***
After sex, she came in herself for a cuddle, and after dressing she said "it's not fair" and didn't explain further. I guess I am Medusa and she knew what would happen if we locked eyes. On the way to the elevator she said she had not intended for this to happen (I'm surprised denier, not justifier), and said I owed her a visit to the roof another time.
So we walk down to drive back to her car and she sees a text and starts freaking out a bit. Apparently she had butt-dialed her ex she hadn't talked to in two years (in the museum) and he had texted asking if everything's okay. On the ride, she asked if I wanted kids, the ages of my siblings and if they have kids, and if my parents are still together. Advice welcome on setting expectations. I think getting furniture to give girls space would help with comfort, but also hurt with boyfriend disqualification.
She exited asking for me to message her my number, with a big smile on her face walking back to her car.
