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So met this girl towards the end of February, she's a flight attendant, and when I asked for her number, she said she wasn't looking for a relationship. I told her it was just drinks and persisted and got her number. Over text she became progressively warmer so I felt that it would be a solid night.
We met up nearby and I told her she looked cute. Talked a bit about her work and asked her what sort of trouble she'd gotten into recently. We talk about traveling for the majority of the walk to the bar, sharing favorite places, etc. I also tell her I dislike SF, and she tells me her thoughts. Once at the bar, I ask her what she wants, and she gets an IPA, I get a vodka tonic. The distance between us is good, but could be closer, so I find my favorite sitting place in the bar, which forces us to be sitting very close to each other. This allows me to build incidental touch and touch her leg and arm easily. She's super compliant to it. She eventually starts playfully hitting me back, which is good.
I asked her how she got into her field, and it wasn't too much there, since she just knew she wanted to be in the industry. She asked me about mine, and I told my doctor story about how I went to India and my uncle showed me an operation featuring an overweight 65 year old woman with pubic hair as long as Santa Claus' beard, but grey and dirty. I told this to make it a sexual joke, but I'm worried it may have set a frame that I dislike pubic hair, which could have caused an issue later. After I finished the story, I said that maybe if she'd been younger and more beautiful, I would have found it more interesting.
After that I go into why I dislike SF, talking about lack of fashion, all tech people, and a discretion frame about everyone knowing each others' business.
Conversation is pretty well distributed, I do deep diving on her hobbies, and lifestyle, and share some stories myself to relate back. I set premise a good number of times, for example: she said she loved crime thrillers and mysteries as a kid, so I said it was the perfect back story for a serial killer, and that she'd definitely take advantage of me if we ended up alone. Also while talking about how I dislike SF, I said that I liked our city because I could meet more diverse people, including extremely cute flight attendants. She mentioned she liked photography, so I should have misconstrued as saying, "haha it's way too early for you to try and lure me in for some nude portraits, but nice try
".
She mentions she had three weeks off, so wanted to go to her home country to see her family, but wasn't sure yet.
She asks me about my job, and if there's a lot of math involved. I tell her no, and she says she's not as good at math. I tell her I could tell that she's super into math nerds, and I knew from the start. Later she tells me she loves Chicago more than New York, so I tell her, "oh no, and here I thought we were going to get along", to do some push-pull. Same thing when I tell her I dislike one of her type of foods or something, except I pretend that I should just leave now.
While talking about books, I said I loved fantasy novels, and when I was younger I had always imagined traveling the world, seducing beautiful women, and fighting for good. Should have brought this back around to her, but the conversation moved on too quickly to do so. She asks how old I am and I tell her to guess. She guesses 29, and can't believe that I'm 23. I guess her age as 23, but she's actually 27. I get called so many different ages, that I realize girls will project whatever age they want onto you that they want to believe.
Set a decent number of sexual/chase frames that I don't remember at the moment, but she laughed and enjoyed them.
When I noticed our drinks running out, I told her we should head out after we finish. I ask if she enjoys mixing her own drinks. I tell her I have a lot of mixers at my place, and some really high quality ginger beer that she'll love. She is down, so I go back to our conversation. Once we finish our drinks, I tell her that we should bounce, and we head to mine.
Overall took 1 hour to pull home.
I talk most of the time during the walk home, keeping it light and fun. We get home, and my roommate is watching TV. I have her take off her shoes and her coat at the door. I give her a tour, then we both use the bathroom. I get us both some ginger beers, and then tell her that I need to show her my room. We go inside, and I close the door and lock it while she gazes at my view in amazement (I've gotten good at locking my door without anyone hearing). We sit on my bed and she shows me her planner which she uses to plan her trips and travels. I show a lot of different mementos in my room. During this time, I'm trying to find the best way to kiss, but she keeps turning her face from me. Eventually, we both stand up as I show her something, and I put both of our drinks down. Walk to the center of the room, and she's not facing me, so I pull her chin up, and kiss her, lightly. I pull back, and then do it again. I break it with some conversation throughout, and eventually we start making out. Some time into it, I go to pull off her sweater, and she says she doesn't want to have sex. I say "sex, who was saying anything about sex? I just want to take your sweater off. Sex is gross". I say all this with a smirking smile and laugh to show I'm joking, and she takes off her sweater. I continue making out, and when I try to take off her shirt she stops me again, I tell her I promise we won't do anything unless she wants to, but she still is not okay. Following this, whenever I go to remove an item of clothing, I ask her if I can take it off. This may have been an issue, so maybe I should not have started doing this, and just taken it off in a fit of passion. The reason I didn’t do this was because I felt that doing the passionate route would have scared her off. I keep escalating, moving my hands over her body. She gets really hot and heavy when I lick her neck and chest, so I do that, and while doing so pull down her shirt and bra to lick her nipples. I thought this would be enough to make her want to take the shirt off herself, but she still doesn't want to. Around this time she starts grabbing my dick, so I take off my pants and underwear. We continue, and I pull her skirt up to her waist, and I can feel the heat coming from her pussy onto my leg. She's moaning and stuff, but still isn't letting herself go fully. At one point I ask if she feels uncomfortable for any reason, and she says no. Continue making out, and I'm squeezing her ass and beginning to run my hands along the front of her pants in front of vagina. I feel what might be some hair, which is why I'm worried about the frame I set earlier. Maybe she's self conscious about pubic hair. I also see what looks like it could be a liner or pad, so maybe she's on her period. This continues for another 15 minutes and in between we've been stopping and sitting on the bed staring at each other. I can tell she really wants to keep going, but she is stopping herself.
Throughout this she mentions that my roommate is close and can probably hear. I dismiss it saying he can’t hear and the walls are thick. I should have started playing a movie instead and turned off the lights.
About 2 hours into the whole making out, she checks her phone (it's about 10:45PM), and says she should be heading out. I tell her she's welcome to crash at my place, but she says no thanks. She then proceeds to sit in my lap and cuddles there for a bit. After this she says it's time she heads out, so we put our clothes back on, and I walk her to the train station. She's more touchy and warm on the walk back, and when we hit the train station, she gives me a really strong hug, and we have a quick peck on the lips. I tell her if she ends up not going to her home country, that we should get together soon, otherwise maybe we can try after she's back, and she seems very receptive.
Some things I'm not sure about. She is on vacation from today, so there was no real reason for her needing to leave from my place early. The only thing I can assume is that she didn't want to lose control, and have sex, so she felt leaving was the better option. I say this because she was very comfortable with me and was clearly having a good time. I'm also not sure how to have dealt with the LMR, I couldn't figure out what her objection was, so it was hard to deal with it.
Overall, still a good time, and enjoyed her company. I do want to see her again, and she was really attractive to me. During the escalation at one point she moaned my name, and another time, just said, "sexy". Wish I were better equipped to deal with LMR, but it's a curve. Glad my cold streak is fading away with Spring, and I'm expecting a lot of fun in the future.
We met up nearby and I told her she looked cute. Talked a bit about her work and asked her what sort of trouble she'd gotten into recently. We talk about traveling for the majority of the walk to the bar, sharing favorite places, etc. I also tell her I dislike SF, and she tells me her thoughts. Once at the bar, I ask her what she wants, and she gets an IPA, I get a vodka tonic. The distance between us is good, but could be closer, so I find my favorite sitting place in the bar, which forces us to be sitting very close to each other. This allows me to build incidental touch and touch her leg and arm easily. She's super compliant to it. She eventually starts playfully hitting me back, which is good.
I asked her how she got into her field, and it wasn't too much there, since she just knew she wanted to be in the industry. She asked me about mine, and I told my doctor story about how I went to India and my uncle showed me an operation featuring an overweight 65 year old woman with pubic hair as long as Santa Claus' beard, but grey and dirty. I told this to make it a sexual joke, but I'm worried it may have set a frame that I dislike pubic hair, which could have caused an issue later. After I finished the story, I said that maybe if she'd been younger and more beautiful, I would have found it more interesting.
After that I go into why I dislike SF, talking about lack of fashion, all tech people, and a discretion frame about everyone knowing each others' business.
Conversation is pretty well distributed, I do deep diving on her hobbies, and lifestyle, and share some stories myself to relate back. I set premise a good number of times, for example: she said she loved crime thrillers and mysteries as a kid, so I said it was the perfect back story for a serial killer, and that she'd definitely take advantage of me if we ended up alone. Also while talking about how I dislike SF, I said that I liked our city because I could meet more diverse people, including extremely cute flight attendants. She mentioned she liked photography, so I should have misconstrued as saying, "haha it's way too early for you to try and lure me in for some nude portraits, but nice try
".She mentions she had three weeks off, so wanted to go to her home country to see her family, but wasn't sure yet.
She asks me about my job, and if there's a lot of math involved. I tell her no, and she says she's not as good at math. I tell her I could tell that she's super into math nerds, and I knew from the start. Later she tells me she loves Chicago more than New York, so I tell her, "oh no, and here I thought we were going to get along", to do some push-pull. Same thing when I tell her I dislike one of her type of foods or something, except I pretend that I should just leave now.
While talking about books, I said I loved fantasy novels, and when I was younger I had always imagined traveling the world, seducing beautiful women, and fighting for good. Should have brought this back around to her, but the conversation moved on too quickly to do so. She asks how old I am and I tell her to guess. She guesses 29, and can't believe that I'm 23. I guess her age as 23, but she's actually 27. I get called so many different ages, that I realize girls will project whatever age they want onto you that they want to believe.
Set a decent number of sexual/chase frames that I don't remember at the moment, but she laughed and enjoyed them.
When I noticed our drinks running out, I told her we should head out after we finish. I ask if she enjoys mixing her own drinks. I tell her I have a lot of mixers at my place, and some really high quality ginger beer that she'll love. She is down, so I go back to our conversation. Once we finish our drinks, I tell her that we should bounce, and we head to mine.
Overall took 1 hour to pull home.
I talk most of the time during the walk home, keeping it light and fun. We get home, and my roommate is watching TV. I have her take off her shoes and her coat at the door. I give her a tour, then we both use the bathroom. I get us both some ginger beers, and then tell her that I need to show her my room. We go inside, and I close the door and lock it while she gazes at my view in amazement (I've gotten good at locking my door without anyone hearing). We sit on my bed and she shows me her planner which she uses to plan her trips and travels. I show a lot of different mementos in my room. During this time, I'm trying to find the best way to kiss, but she keeps turning her face from me. Eventually, we both stand up as I show her something, and I put both of our drinks down. Walk to the center of the room, and she's not facing me, so I pull her chin up, and kiss her, lightly. I pull back, and then do it again. I break it with some conversation throughout, and eventually we start making out. Some time into it, I go to pull off her sweater, and she says she doesn't want to have sex. I say "sex, who was saying anything about sex? I just want to take your sweater off. Sex is gross". I say all this with a smirking smile and laugh to show I'm joking, and she takes off her sweater. I continue making out, and when I try to take off her shirt she stops me again, I tell her I promise we won't do anything unless she wants to, but she still is not okay. Following this, whenever I go to remove an item of clothing, I ask her if I can take it off. This may have been an issue, so maybe I should not have started doing this, and just taken it off in a fit of passion. The reason I didn’t do this was because I felt that doing the passionate route would have scared her off. I keep escalating, moving my hands over her body. She gets really hot and heavy when I lick her neck and chest, so I do that, and while doing so pull down her shirt and bra to lick her nipples. I thought this would be enough to make her want to take the shirt off herself, but she still doesn't want to. Around this time she starts grabbing my dick, so I take off my pants and underwear. We continue, and I pull her skirt up to her waist, and I can feel the heat coming from her pussy onto my leg. She's moaning and stuff, but still isn't letting herself go fully. At one point I ask if she feels uncomfortable for any reason, and she says no. Continue making out, and I'm squeezing her ass and beginning to run my hands along the front of her pants in front of vagina. I feel what might be some hair, which is why I'm worried about the frame I set earlier. Maybe she's self conscious about pubic hair. I also see what looks like it could be a liner or pad, so maybe she's on her period. This continues for another 15 minutes and in between we've been stopping and sitting on the bed staring at each other. I can tell she really wants to keep going, but she is stopping herself.
Throughout this she mentions that my roommate is close and can probably hear. I dismiss it saying he can’t hear and the walls are thick. I should have started playing a movie instead and turned off the lights.
About 2 hours into the whole making out, she checks her phone (it's about 10:45PM), and says she should be heading out. I tell her she's welcome to crash at my place, but she says no thanks. She then proceeds to sit in my lap and cuddles there for a bit. After this she says it's time she heads out, so we put our clothes back on, and I walk her to the train station. She's more touchy and warm on the walk back, and when we hit the train station, she gives me a really strong hug, and we have a quick peck on the lips. I tell her if she ends up not going to her home country, that we should get together soon, otherwise maybe we can try after she's back, and she seems very receptive.
Some things I'm not sure about. She is on vacation from today, so there was no real reason for her needing to leave from my place early. The only thing I can assume is that she didn't want to lose control, and have sex, so she felt leaving was the better option. I say this because she was very comfortable with me and was clearly having a good time. I'm also not sure how to have dealt with the LMR, I couldn't figure out what her objection was, so it was hard to deal with it.
Overall, still a good time, and enjoyed her company. I do want to see her again, and she was really attractive to me. During the escalation at one point she moaned my name, and another time, just said, "sexy". Wish I were better equipped to deal with LMR, but it's a curve. Glad my cold streak is fading away with Spring, and I'm expecting a lot of fun in the future.
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