- Joined
- Jul 23, 2017
- Messages
- 538
Let's go!
The Approach
I'm walking out of a Mcdonald's when I see her:
Curly blonde hair, wearing glasses, sexy boots, short dress.
She's sitting on a bench.
Just as I'm about to walk pass her, I "suddenly" notice her, stop dead in my tracks and pivot a little dramatically (think Jack Sparrow, taken down a notch)
Me: Wow...
Her: (looks at me, a little confused)
Me: You look.. pardon my language but... you look fucking gorgeous.
Her: (surprised but smiles) Oh uhm thanks!
Me: I mean... (I slowly but deliberately scan her whole outfit)... the way the boots (point at her boots) compliment your outfit... so elegant. It's rare you know?
Her: rare? you mean the boots?
Me: I mean elegance. Usually it's either sexy or elegant. But someone who blends both? that's rare.
Her: haha wow thanks! by the way, you look great too!
Me: thank you! I'm James.
Her: Lea!
Me: Nice to meet you Lea, cool if I sit down?
Her: sure, sure! (she moves her ipad to make place for me).
Me: Perfect, thanks. Sooooo....what are you up to, pretty girl?
Her: Waiting for my class.
Me: Ohhh so that's what the ipad and that book is for.
I grab the book.
Me: Intermediate Microeconomics... hmmm, that sounds terrible.
Her: (laughs) yeah it is. but I've gotta take it.
Me: I had it to back when I was in uni.
Her: oh yeah, how did you find it?
Me: horrible. And you know the worst part?
Her: what?
Me: I majored in Applied Economics.
Her: (laughs hard) noooooooo! why would you do that?
Me: (shaking my head slowly from left to right) I still ask myself that question to this day. Even at night, sometimes I'll wake up and wonder why the heck I picked that major.
Her: (still laughing)did you at least graduate?
Me: that's a secret (wink)
Her: nooo way... so you didn't graduate?
Me: I may or may not have (wink again)
Her: hahaha, I think you did graduate.
Me: what makes you say so?
Her: I don't know, your look, I guess?
Me: Lemme guess, you saw me and thought I majored in computer science right? (tha'ts funny cause I'm brown and look like an Indian)
Her: Hahaha ok, maybe?
I make a funny face. She bursts laughing.
Her: hahahaha can you blame me tho? btw where are you from?
Me: neither here nor there... kinda view myself as a global citizen.
Her: hahaha what the hell is that answer?
Me: where are you from?
Her: France.
The rest of the interaction was conducted in French as from this point.
Me: Ah cool, yeah, I've heard of France (said in french)
Her: Whaaaaaaat? Ok now I'm confused! what the heck? you're french too?
Me: I'm not (wink)
Her: Seriously? I'm really confused. how is your English so good?
Me (in English) Oh you mean why am I not speaking like zat, like ze fRench speak wiz zis veRy weiRd accent?
She's laughing so hard now she might have peed a little.
Me: haha, I'm kidding tho, you've got a great English accent btw! I wouldn't have guessed you were French.
Her: thanks! I worked hard on it.
Me: you're doing a good job. So are you an international student here or on exchange?
Her: Exchange.
Me: Cool. One semester?
Her: the whole year actually.
Me: Nice! you'll get to see around. it's different from france but you'll love it.
Her: looking forward to!
Me: hey, Lea, I've gotta bounce, got a meeting coming. look, you look absolutely beautiful and I would love to get a cup of coffee with you.
Her: of course, we should do that!
Me: cool, I'll grab your number then.
Her: you've got IG?
Me: I'm a grandpa, it was hard enough to get me on whatsapp, let alone IG.
Her: haha really?
Me: yeah, whatsapp works.
Her: ok, sure.
I hand her my phone. She writes her number.
Me: Perfect! I'll send you a message right now.
Her: got it!
Me: awesome. See you soon Lea!
Her: see you!
Texting
(few minutes after meeting)
Me: cool meeting you
Her: same!
Her: haha still can't believe you speak french!
Me: wanna know how I learnt?
Her: yes!
Me: It's a secret tho, not sure if I can tell you.
Her:
Me:
(3 hours or so later)
Me: hey pretty girl
Her: heeeey
Me: wow so you survived micro econ?
Her: yesss haha
Me: congrats lol
Her: thanks haha
Me: so when are you free this week? I'm taken up tuesday night. can do wednesday or thursday.
Her: wednesday good? 16hr?
Me: good! see you then
Her: see you!
That text was on Monday. Wednesday, around 1pm, I text her.
Me: hey hey! hope you're having a good day no econ I hope?
Her: hey! thanks and yes haha no econ.
Me:cool cool. see you in around 2 hours?
Her: yes!
Me: let's meet up near that McD where we first met. we can walk from there.
Her: Okie
Me: see you
She hearts the message.
The Date
She's already there when I arrive.
Me: damn!
Her: what haha?
Me: you look even sexier than on Monday.
Her: (shy smile) thanks haha. so where are we going?
Me: there's this cosy little coffee shop a few minutes away. you'll love it.
Her: Does it measure up to the cafes in France tho? (smirking)
Me: (dramatic facepalm) Don't tell me you're one of those French people who travel abroad and can't stop talking about how France is better than this or that.
Her: hahah no no no! I'm the good kind of French.
Me: you better be (wink). Come on, let's go.
We make small talk about uni and how's the exchange program as we walk.
My hand naturally goes to the small of her back numerous times.
We reach the half empty coffee shop. After getting our coffees, we sit side by side.
I deep dive her for around 10 minutes on why she came here and what are plans for the future. I learn she wants to write and publish her own book.
That's an excellent bonding topic because I wrote my own book too. I show her parts of it, telling her that she's getting an exclusive look into what could be a future bestseller.
Around 30 minutes has passed now. My only touches were occasional taps and my hand reaching for her lower back. I feel like it's enough but I wanna add some more stimulation. Luckily, she gives me a segue.
The Presence Gambit (constructed on the spot)
Her: When I first came here, I noticed that people are so absorbed in their phones. It's the same in France but it's a whole new level here. A guy even bumped into me in the metro and he didn't even say sorry!
Me: damn that's so insensitive!
Her: I know right??
Me: You're absolutely right about the phone thing! You know, I noticed something else, and I'm sure you must have noticed it too.
Her: oh really? What is it?
Me: Did you notice how people here are so robotic, so plugged into the matrix, and worse of all, how they lack presence?
Her: Yes!
Me: I mean, presence is SO important. If you're not present, you're not even living life, right?
Her: True!
Me: You know, a buddy of mine made an observation last time. Had me laughing but also thinking.
Her: Oh what did he say?
Me: She was talking about how un-present people are and always on their devices, then said "I wonder if they're checking their smartphones while having sex?"
Her: Ohhh haha, maybe they are!
Me: That's what got me thinking. If they are, means they must be having pretty bad sex. I mean, tell me, what do you think is the difference between good sex and great sex?
Her: Uhm I don't know... I guess the personal connetion you share with your partnet?
Me: For sure, an emotional connection intensifies the experience. There's another more overall theme that separates good sex with great sex and that's, well, presence.
Her: Oh right, yes, of course.
Me: Presence is key to enjoying a wonderful sexual experience. If these people would throw their smartphones away and instead focus on being present, the sex would be so much better. Why do you think presence is so important?
Her: Uhm I guess because they are more aware of each other and can respond to their partner's needs?
Me: Exactly! See, when both partners are fully present, they feel every sensation. For a woman, she not only feels the guy's penis inside her but she also feels the weight of his body pressing on her, her erect nipples grazing his chest, sending shivers down her spine. She feels how his hands feel on her neck as he's lightly choking her while having sex... it's an explosion of sensations, which you can only feel when present.
Her: wow for sure!
Me: And, as both partners are fully present, their bodies come in sync... that makes the sex soooo much better. And for a woman to experience an orgasm, she needs to be fully immersed in the experience. This means she should not be in her head, but rather, present in the moment, in tune with her arousal, with all the sensations building up and up...and up... until...boom. She touches the seventh sky and burns, all her sensations merging together for one big orgasmic pleasure. That's how being present leads to GREAT sex.
Her: wow yes indeed, that sounds like great sex!
The Pull
Her: What are your plans for later?
Me: Hmmm I'll go prepare some green tea and chill with a movie. Care to join?
Her: Sure but I've gotta be back on campus at 8 p.m, there's am event,
Me: Sure.
I stand up and extend my hand. She grabs it.
We walk hand in hand to my place, which is less than 5 minutes away.
Inside my apartment, she comments on my giant playing cards.
I prepare her some green tea and we both sit on the couch.
She sees my copy of Le Comte de Monte Cristo and mentions how the 2024 movie was fucking awesome (it's so good btw, watch it guys, please)
Her: The actress who played Haydee is so pretty. What do you think?
Me: Hmm she did a great job acting the out the role.
Her: Yess, and you know, she's so pretty because she's half Romanian. All Romanian girls are pretty. Way prettier than French girls haha.
Me: Well I know one French girl who puts the Romanians to shame.
I grab her head and kiss her.
She kisses back passionately.
We didn't leave the couch.
And yes, we didn't use our smartphones during the act
The Approach
I'm walking out of a Mcdonald's when I see her:
Curly blonde hair, wearing glasses, sexy boots, short dress.
She's sitting on a bench.
Just as I'm about to walk pass her, I "suddenly" notice her, stop dead in my tracks and pivot a little dramatically (think Jack Sparrow, taken down a notch)
Me: Wow...
Her: (looks at me, a little confused)
Me: You look.. pardon my language but... you look fucking gorgeous.
Her: (surprised but smiles) Oh uhm thanks!
Me: I mean... (I slowly but deliberately scan her whole outfit)... the way the boots (point at her boots) compliment your outfit... so elegant. It's rare you know?
Her: rare? you mean the boots?
Me: I mean elegance. Usually it's either sexy or elegant. But someone who blends both? that's rare.
Her: haha wow thanks! by the way, you look great too!
Me: thank you! I'm James.
Her: Lea!
Me: Nice to meet you Lea, cool if I sit down?
Her: sure, sure! (she moves her ipad to make place for me).
Me: Perfect, thanks. Sooooo....what are you up to, pretty girl?
Her: Waiting for my class.
Me: Ohhh so that's what the ipad and that book is for.
I grab the book.
Me: Intermediate Microeconomics... hmmm, that sounds terrible.
Her: (laughs) yeah it is. but I've gotta take it.
Me: I had it to back when I was in uni.
Her: oh yeah, how did you find it?
Me: horrible. And you know the worst part?
Her: what?
Me: I majored in Applied Economics.
Her: (laughs hard) noooooooo! why would you do that?
Me: (shaking my head slowly from left to right) I still ask myself that question to this day. Even at night, sometimes I'll wake up and wonder why the heck I picked that major.
Her: (still laughing)did you at least graduate?
Me: that's a secret (wink)
Her: nooo way... so you didn't graduate?
Me: I may or may not have (wink again)
Her: hahaha, I think you did graduate.
Me: what makes you say so?
Her: I don't know, your look, I guess?
Me: Lemme guess, you saw me and thought I majored in computer science right? (tha'ts funny cause I'm brown and look like an Indian)
Her: Hahaha ok, maybe?
I make a funny face. She bursts laughing.
Her: hahahaha can you blame me tho? btw where are you from?
Me: neither here nor there... kinda view myself as a global citizen.
Her: hahaha what the hell is that answer?
Me: where are you from?
Her: France.
The rest of the interaction was conducted in French as from this point.
Me: Ah cool, yeah, I've heard of France (said in french)
Her: Whaaaaaaat? Ok now I'm confused! what the heck? you're french too?
Me: I'm not (wink)
Her: Seriously? I'm really confused. how is your English so good?
Me (in English) Oh you mean why am I not speaking like zat, like ze fRench speak wiz zis veRy weiRd accent?
She's laughing so hard now she might have peed a little.
Me: haha, I'm kidding tho, you've got a great English accent btw! I wouldn't have guessed you were French.
Her: thanks! I worked hard on it.
Me: you're doing a good job. So are you an international student here or on exchange?
Her: Exchange.
Me: Cool. One semester?
Her: the whole year actually.
Me: Nice! you'll get to see around. it's different from france but you'll love it.
Her: looking forward to!
Me: hey, Lea, I've gotta bounce, got a meeting coming. look, you look absolutely beautiful and I would love to get a cup of coffee with you.
Her: of course, we should do that!
Me: cool, I'll grab your number then.
Her: you've got IG?
Me: I'm a grandpa, it was hard enough to get me on whatsapp, let alone IG.
Her: haha really?
Me: yeah, whatsapp works.
Her: ok, sure.
I hand her my phone. She writes her number.
Me: Perfect! I'll send you a message right now.
Her: got it!
Me: awesome. See you soon Lea!
Her: see you!
Texting
(few minutes after meeting)
Me: cool meeting you
Her: same!
Her: haha still can't believe you speak french!
Me: wanna know how I learnt?
Her: yes!
Me: It's a secret tho, not sure if I can tell you.
Her:
Me:
(3 hours or so later)
Me: hey pretty girl
Her: heeeey
Me: wow so you survived micro econ?
Her: yesss haha
Me: congrats lol
Her: thanks haha
Me: so when are you free this week? I'm taken up tuesday night. can do wednesday or thursday.
Her: wednesday good? 16hr?
Me: good! see you then
Her: see you!
That text was on Monday. Wednesday, around 1pm, I text her.
Me: hey hey! hope you're having a good day
no econ I hope?Her: hey! thanks
and yes haha no econ.Me:cool cool. see you in around 2 hours?
Her: yes!
Me: let's meet up near that McD where we first met. we can walk from there.
Her: Okie
Me: see you
She hearts the message.
The Date
She's already there when I arrive.
Me: damn!
Her: what haha?
Me: you look even sexier than on Monday.
Her: (shy smile) thanks haha. so where are we going?
Me: there's this cosy little coffee shop a few minutes away. you'll love it.
Her: Does it measure up to the cafes in France tho? (smirking)
Me: (dramatic facepalm) Don't tell me you're one of those French people who travel abroad and can't stop talking about how France is better than this or that.
Her: hahah no no no! I'm the good kind of French.
Me: you better be (wink). Come on, let's go.
We make small talk about uni and how's the exchange program as we walk.
My hand naturally goes to the small of her back numerous times.
We reach the half empty coffee shop. After getting our coffees, we sit side by side.
I deep dive her for around 10 minutes on why she came here and what are plans for the future. I learn she wants to write and publish her own book.
That's an excellent bonding topic because I wrote my own book too. I show her parts of it, telling her that she's getting an exclusive look into what could be a future bestseller.
Around 30 minutes has passed now. My only touches were occasional taps and my hand reaching for her lower back. I feel like it's enough but I wanna add some more stimulation. Luckily, she gives me a segue.
The Presence Gambit (constructed on the spot)
Her: When I first came here, I noticed that people are so absorbed in their phones. It's the same in France but it's a whole new level here. A guy even bumped into me in the metro and he didn't even say sorry!
Me: damn that's so insensitive!
Her: I know right??
Me: You're absolutely right about the phone thing! You know, I noticed something else, and I'm sure you must have noticed it too.
Her: oh really? What is it?
Me: Did you notice how people here are so robotic, so plugged into the matrix, and worse of all, how they lack presence?
Her: Yes!
Me: I mean, presence is SO important. If you're not present, you're not even living life, right?
Her: True!
Me: You know, a buddy of mine made an observation last time. Had me laughing but also thinking.
Her: Oh what did he say?
Me: She was talking about how un-present people are and always on their devices, then said "I wonder if they're checking their smartphones while having sex?"
Her: Ohhh haha, maybe they are!
Me: That's what got me thinking. If they are, means they must be having pretty bad sex. I mean, tell me, what do you think is the difference between good sex and great sex?
Her: Uhm I don't know... I guess the personal connetion you share with your partnet?
Me: For sure, an emotional connection intensifies the experience. There's another more overall theme that separates good sex with great sex and that's, well, presence.
Her: Oh right, yes, of course.
Me: Presence is key to enjoying a wonderful sexual experience. If these people would throw their smartphones away and instead focus on being present, the sex would be so much better. Why do you think presence is so important?
Her: Uhm I guess because they are more aware of each other and can respond to their partner's needs?
Me: Exactly! See, when both partners are fully present, they feel every sensation. For a woman, she not only feels the guy's penis inside her but she also feels the weight of his body pressing on her, her erect nipples grazing his chest, sending shivers down her spine. She feels how his hands feel on her neck as he's lightly choking her while having sex... it's an explosion of sensations, which you can only feel when present.
Her: wow for sure!
Me: And, as both partners are fully present, their bodies come in sync... that makes the sex soooo much better. And for a woman to experience an orgasm, she needs to be fully immersed in the experience. This means she should not be in her head, but rather, present in the moment, in tune with her arousal, with all the sensations building up and up...and up... until...boom. She touches the seventh sky and burns, all her sensations merging together for one big orgasmic pleasure. That's how being present leads to GREAT sex.
Her: wow yes indeed, that sounds like great sex!
The Pull
Her: What are your plans for later?
Me: Hmmm I'll go prepare some green tea and chill with a movie. Care to join?
Her: Sure but I've gotta be back on campus at 8 p.m, there's am event,
Me: Sure.
I stand up and extend my hand. She grabs it.
We walk hand in hand to my place, which is less than 5 minutes away.
Inside my apartment, she comments on my giant playing cards.
I prepare her some green tea and we both sit on the couch.
She sees my copy of Le Comte de Monte Cristo and mentions how the 2024 movie was fucking awesome (it's so good btw, watch it guys, please)
Her: The actress who played Haydee is so pretty. What do you think?
Me: Hmm she did a great job acting the out the role.
Her: Yess, and you know, she's so pretty because she's half Romanian. All Romanian girls are pretty. Way prettier than French girls haha.
Me: Well I know one French girl who puts the Romanians to shame.
I grab her head and kiss her.
She kisses back passionately.
We didn't leave the couch.
And yes, we didn't use our smartphones during the act
James
