Desdinova
Master Don Juan
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Today, I had to visit a building an ex works at to do some work. I had a feeling I might run into her, but that's just part of life. I knew I'd handle it fine.
So I go into the building and I see her walking away from me down the hallway. I went to the receptionist and asked her for directions. She directed me to where the elevators were, and I thanked her with a smile. So I go down the hallway, turn the corner, and stand behind a worker who was also waiting for the elevator. The doors open and we walk in. There's my ex, right in the elevator. She reacted to my presence as if someone hit her in the head with a fvcking brick.
She couldn't figure out whether to speak to me or not. I figured I'd just follow her lead. If she wanted to pretend like we didn't know each other, I'd be fine with that. Her co-worker had noticed that something was wrong and asked her twice if she was okay. "I'm fiiiine!" she responded as she was fidgeting and wishing for the goddam elevator to hurry up.
She finally asked how I was. I responded that I was well and returned the question. The elevator stops on the 2nd floor and she darts out the door saying "Well, this is three!" Her co-worker said "No! This is two!" So my ex, all embarrassed and obviously messed up in the brain gets back onto the elevator and waited for our arrival on the third floor, which is exactly where I was headed.
I got assistance from one of her lovely co-workers who made the joke "Usually when I see a man with a bag, I run!" I jokingly responded with "How about I pull out my hammer and THEN see how fast you run?" She laughed and helped me find where I was going.
I ended up returning back to this lovely creature to seek some assistance in locating a missing piece of equipment. My ex was working behind the desk and she quietly said something to me. I couldn't hear her, so I asked her to repeat herself. She repeated herself, and again wished me a merry Christmas.
Anyway, I ended up following the lovely lady who was helping me and I was suddenly found my eyes glued onto another worker. Short, cute, big juicy ass... Fvck me! The things I'd do to that gorgeous creature.... Wished I could've stayed around and sunk my teeth into that big round butt of hers, but there was work to be done.
Anyway, after I was all finished, I headed back toward the elevator. My ex was looking busy behind the desk. I couldn't tell if she was genuinely busy, or was making a huge effort to avoid interacting with me. Regardless, I left without saying goodbye.
After I got back to my vehicle, I started thinking, "did I really fvck her up that much?"
But this is what she wanted. Back when we were dating, she had that fvcking orbiter she was bragging about having a huge crush on. She was also talking about all the hot firemen she saw in the Christmas parade we attended, and all the hot Cubans she saw when she visited Cuba.
I initially told her that I wouldn't tolerate orbiters and she agreed to not have any. Eventually, she came back to me saying that she wasn't going to ditch her male friend for ANY guy. Two days later, I ended the relationship. Less than a week later, I was dating my current GF who was more than happy to swear off orbiters.
No regrets here!
The moral of the story is, don't bother maintaining LTRs with women who refuse to meet your expectations.
I think the only part I'm a bit saddened by is that women never learn lessons from this kind of stuff. I guarantee that she won't be removing any orbiters for any other guy she dates in the future. Women tend to believe that there's something wrong with the guy instead of realising that they're the ones with the defect.
So I go into the building and I see her walking away from me down the hallway. I went to the receptionist and asked her for directions. She directed me to where the elevators were, and I thanked her with a smile. So I go down the hallway, turn the corner, and stand behind a worker who was also waiting for the elevator. The doors open and we walk in. There's my ex, right in the elevator. She reacted to my presence as if someone hit her in the head with a fvcking brick.
She couldn't figure out whether to speak to me or not. I figured I'd just follow her lead. If she wanted to pretend like we didn't know each other, I'd be fine with that. Her co-worker had noticed that something was wrong and asked her twice if she was okay. "I'm fiiiine!" she responded as she was fidgeting and wishing for the goddam elevator to hurry up.
She finally asked how I was. I responded that I was well and returned the question. The elevator stops on the 2nd floor and she darts out the door saying "Well, this is three!" Her co-worker said "No! This is two!" So my ex, all embarrassed and obviously messed up in the brain gets back onto the elevator and waited for our arrival on the third floor, which is exactly where I was headed.
I got assistance from one of her lovely co-workers who made the joke "Usually when I see a man with a bag, I run!" I jokingly responded with "How about I pull out my hammer and THEN see how fast you run?" She laughed and helped me find where I was going.
I ended up returning back to this lovely creature to seek some assistance in locating a missing piece of equipment. My ex was working behind the desk and she quietly said something to me. I couldn't hear her, so I asked her to repeat herself. She repeated herself, and again wished me a merry Christmas.
Anyway, I ended up following the lovely lady who was helping me and I was suddenly found my eyes glued onto another worker. Short, cute, big juicy ass... Fvck me! The things I'd do to that gorgeous creature.... Wished I could've stayed around and sunk my teeth into that big round butt of hers, but there was work to be done.
Anyway, after I was all finished, I headed back toward the elevator. My ex was looking busy behind the desk. I couldn't tell if she was genuinely busy, or was making a huge effort to avoid interacting with me. Regardless, I left without saying goodbye.
After I got back to my vehicle, I started thinking, "did I really fvck her up that much?"
But this is what she wanted. Back when we were dating, she had that fvcking orbiter she was bragging about having a huge crush on. She was also talking about all the hot firemen she saw in the Christmas parade we attended, and all the hot Cubans she saw when she visited Cuba.
I initially told her that I wouldn't tolerate orbiters and she agreed to not have any. Eventually, she came back to me saying that she wasn't going to ditch her male friend for ANY guy. Two days later, I ended the relationship. Less than a week later, I was dating my current GF who was more than happy to swear off orbiters.
No regrets here!
The moral of the story is, don't bother maintaining LTRs with women who refuse to meet your expectations.
I think the only part I'm a bit saddened by is that women never learn lessons from this kind of stuff. I guarantee that she won't be removing any orbiters for any other guy she dates in the future. Women tend to believe that there's something wrong with the guy instead of realising that they're the ones with the defect.
