threeforfree
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Aug 17, 2022
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- Age
- 53
I'm 51. She's 25. Lives 2 hrs away, so instead of meeting for small dates all the time we do something halfway between us every other week. First time is was sushi and drinks at a small bar. Last time was a ballet, followed by drinks. She's all over me when we're together, lots of kino all night. Except for eating and bathroom breaks, there's only about 20 min total in an entire night that there isn't contact between us.
We haven't been intimate yet. Last time she said she really liked how I wanted to get to know her, and that I wasn't just focused on getting into her pants. After a few drinks, she started opening up a bit more and we started talking about secks... likes, dislikes, etc... a fun convo while she was grinding on me to the music of the DJ.
Today was supposed to be the 3rd date... Salsa dancing lessons together. Last night she called and was complaining that she didn't have anything to wear... but she saw this really nice red dress at the mall that would be perfect.
She kept hinting around about it... I kept saying, "You've always been dressed to the nines every time I've seen you, I don't believe that you don't have more than two outfits, and something that would work for salsa tomorrow."
She poutingly said "I really want that dress."
"Why don't you buy it?"
"I can't afford it."
"I'm sure you have something that would look great... you look good in whatever you're wearing anyways, you could show up in jeans and a top and it'd be fine."
Blah blah blah.
At the end of the discussion, she said she wasn't comfortable going because she couldn't get that dress. "OK, so we're dropping the salsa date?" "Yeah, I guess so." "OK, well let me know if you find something and change your mind. Have a good night!" And we hung up.
I figured that was it; I'm not spending "girlfriend money" on someone I've been out with only a couple times and haven't even slept with yet (gonna be soon or I'm going to move on... but I really do enjoy the different dates we have and how classy she is). But... about an hour ago... I get a message. "I'm bummed about the salsa dancing. But do you want to meet at _____ bar later this afternoon?" (It's a nice little place that sells $8 burgers, wings, etc. A downgrade from the places we've usually gone to.)
I'm thinking she realized she f'd up. We'll see how it goes... I plan to drop a hint that the new dress stunt was pretty disappointing to hear, and makes me question what she really wants from me. I'm actually kind of surprised that she messaged me back... I was going to try to set up something else in the meantime, not expecting to hear back from her.
I guess I passed that s*** test.
We haven't been intimate yet. Last time she said she really liked how I wanted to get to know her, and that I wasn't just focused on getting into her pants. After a few drinks, she started opening up a bit more and we started talking about secks... likes, dislikes, etc... a fun convo while she was grinding on me to the music of the DJ.
Today was supposed to be the 3rd date... Salsa dancing lessons together. Last night she called and was complaining that she didn't have anything to wear... but she saw this really nice red dress at the mall that would be perfect.
She poutingly said "I really want that dress."
"Why don't you buy it?"
"I can't afford it."
"I'm sure you have something that would look great... you look good in whatever you're wearing anyways, you could show up in jeans and a top and it'd be fine."
Blah blah blah.
At the end of the discussion, she said she wasn't comfortable going because she couldn't get that dress. "OK, so we're dropping the salsa date?" "Yeah, I guess so." "OK, well let me know if you find something and change your mind. Have a good night!" And we hung up.
I figured that was it; I'm not spending "girlfriend money" on someone I've been out with only a couple times and haven't even slept with yet (gonna be soon or I'm going to move on... but I really do enjoy the different dates we have and how classy she is). But... about an hour ago... I get a message. "I'm bummed about the salsa dancing. But do you want to meet at _____ bar later this afternoon?" (It's a nice little place that sells $8 burgers, wings, etc. A downgrade from the places we've usually gone to.)
I'm thinking she realized she f'd up. We'll see how it goes... I plan to drop a hint that the new dress stunt was pretty disappointing to hear, and makes me question what she really wants from me. I'm actually kind of surprised that she messaged me back... I was going to try to set up something else in the meantime, not expecting to hear back from her.
I guess I passed that s*** test.