Funny story.
Even for plates, I still have certain expectations, such as not talking to other guys in front of me. I just find it disrespectful in general when you're out with someone and you take more time than a few seconds to minutes of small talk before getting back onto business with who you're with.
I stop at a Panera Bread with my plate for some coffee and I take my seat at the booth while she goes up to the line to order for us. It's kind of a long line, so there was lots of standing time. I noticed in the corner of my eye that the dude standing in front of her was interested. I notice them small talk for a few seconds. Sure whatever. Not like she's my exclusive GF so I don't care too much at the moment. I see her look my way and give one of those "I don't know" kind of looks.
Anyways, when her turn is up, she orders the coffee and grabs two empty cups from the cashier. You have to make your own coffee at Panera so she goes to the coffee station. The dude that was in front of her happens to be at the coffee station also. So, no surprise there, he starts chatting her up while she's making our coffees. I notice that she's taking a pretty long time to make my damned coffee. I figure she must be enjoying being hit on by some random guy.
So, when she gets back, I ask her who that guy is. She gets flustered by my question because she knows that she screwed up by taking too long to make my coffee and standing there listening to him talk while I'm over here waiting. She couldn't seem to just tell me the truth that the guy was hitting on her and that she was enjoying the random attention. So I pretty much made up my mind at that point. Soft next this dumb b*tch after I drop her off. Meaning, just NC out of nowhere because I gave her the chance to explain herself. It upset me that she couldn't be straight up with me. But then again, what woman is ever straight up? Oh well. It is what it is.
So while I'm driving her back to her apartment, I wasn't necessarily being angry or quiet. I was still responding to everything she said, but with even less words than I already use regularly. Never brought up the issue again after asking her the first time.
Anyways, she made me stay at her apartment for a little bit because she said she wanted to cook for me. So, I figured in my head, might as well have one last meal with her. Thought to myself, this is just how sh*t is. I know that she knows she f*cked up so I wasn't personally pissed off at her or held any kind of grudge. But I knew that she had to be NEXTed. I felt I already had enough sex with her, so to me, it was as simple as that.
I watched TV in her living room while she washed the dishes. When she was done, she sat down next to me and I was thinking to myself, "welps, it's time for me to bounce." Anyways, she starts rubbing up against me and long story short, she ends up giving me a bl0wjob. But...not an ordinary bl0wjob. It was extra sensual. The funny thing is, in the middle of it all, she stops to tell me how sorry she is for talking to that guy at Panera and says she'll never do something like that again.
Man, that was one of the longest bl0wjobs I've ever had.
Even for plates, I still have certain expectations, such as not talking to other guys in front of me. I just find it disrespectful in general when you're out with someone and you take more time than a few seconds to minutes of small talk before getting back onto business with who you're with.
I stop at a Panera Bread with my plate for some coffee and I take my seat at the booth while she goes up to the line to order for us. It's kind of a long line, so there was lots of standing time. I noticed in the corner of my eye that the dude standing in front of her was interested. I notice them small talk for a few seconds. Sure whatever. Not like she's my exclusive GF so I don't care too much at the moment. I see her look my way and give one of those "I don't know" kind of looks.
Anyways, when her turn is up, she orders the coffee and grabs two empty cups from the cashier. You have to make your own coffee at Panera so she goes to the coffee station. The dude that was in front of her happens to be at the coffee station also. So, no surprise there, he starts chatting her up while she's making our coffees. I notice that she's taking a pretty long time to make my damned coffee. I figure she must be enjoying being hit on by some random guy.
So, when she gets back, I ask her who that guy is. She gets flustered by my question because she knows that she screwed up by taking too long to make my coffee and standing there listening to him talk while I'm over here waiting. She couldn't seem to just tell me the truth that the guy was hitting on her and that she was enjoying the random attention. So I pretty much made up my mind at that point. Soft next this dumb b*tch after I drop her off. Meaning, just NC out of nowhere because I gave her the chance to explain herself. It upset me that she couldn't be straight up with me. But then again, what woman is ever straight up? Oh well. It is what it is.
So while I'm driving her back to her apartment, I wasn't necessarily being angry or quiet. I was still responding to everything she said, but with even less words than I already use regularly. Never brought up the issue again after asking her the first time.
Anyways, she made me stay at her apartment for a little bit because she said she wanted to cook for me. So, I figured in my head, might as well have one last meal with her. Thought to myself, this is just how sh*t is. I know that she knows she f*cked up so I wasn't personally pissed off at her or held any kind of grudge. But I knew that she had to be NEXTed. I felt I already had enough sex with her, so to me, it was as simple as that.
I watched TV in her living room while she washed the dishes. When she was done, she sat down next to me and I was thinking to myself, "welps, it's time for me to bounce." Anyways, she starts rubbing up against me and long story short, she ends up giving me a bl0wjob. But...not an ordinary bl0wjob. It was extra sensual. The funny thing is, in the middle of it all, she stops to tell me how sorry she is for talking to that guy at Panera and says she'll never do something like that again.
Man, that was one of the longest bl0wjobs I've ever had.
Great Story!