Was it good for you??
Sally: So what do you do with these women, you just get up out of bed and leave?
Harry: Sure.
Sally: Well explain to me how you do it. What do you say?
Harry: You’d say you have an early meeting, early haircut or an early squash game.
Sally: You don’t play squash.
Harry: They don’t know that they just met me.
Sally: That’s disgusting.
Harry: I know, I feel terrible.
(from “When Harry Met Sally”)
I think this happened to me. I’m not sure. Mixed signals. First date. Drinks, good conversation. After a few hours, I knew I wanted to fuck him so we decided to leave. He threw me against the car and pushed his hands inside my panties, right there in the parking lot. A bit rough at first, but it was so exciting. Very hot and completely what I want. I pulled him into the car and sucked his cock until he shot a load into my mouth. His cum tasted like nothing. I swear, NOTHING. Jack.Pot.
We went back to my place since it was empty. The sex was great. He pushed and pulled me into different positions and finished off fucking me deep in my ass. We sat for a few minutes, and talked- but I couldn’t help but notice that he seemed kind of restless and that while I was sitting on the bed, he was standing and slowly getting dressed.
He checked his phone and saw a missed call from his S.O. He called her back and then said he had to go soon.
He got me off one last time, using what I swear was 4 fingers. He stared right into my eyes and when he felt me cumming, he talked me through it… it was pretty unreal.
We talked about getting together again. He invited me on a day trip next week. Then he made a fast exit.
I asked him, “You know, I’ve been in these situations where I just couldn’t wait to leave- is that what this is?” He said noooo- he was reassuring. He apologized for having to rush off, but that he did need to get home. We kissed a little. But I can’t shake the feeling that he was sprinting. That he had to set himself on fire to get out fast enough.
Why?? Who knows? The evening was great. The sex was good. I have this nagging feeling that he was bothered by my messy apartment. Is that crazy??? The next day morning was a little bit of drama and I think his S.O. found out he was with another woman. I have no information on that either. I have to wait until he’s working and I will call then.
I swear I can’t make this shit up. Some days my sex life is like the three stooges in spanish. Nothing makes sense but you still kind of laugh at the lunacy. This is what happens when I don’t have sex in MONTHS. When I do- I’m left with uncertainty that makes me wonder if it was even worth it!? Is the whole ‘I got caught’ a ploy to never see me again? Really, aren’t there easier ways?? When did I get so unsure of myself. Three months of no sex and I’m fucking 17 again. What the fuck, right?
I guess when we talk again, I can ask these questions. However, I hate not knowing. I’m impatient. Part of me wonders if maybe he’s just like me. Once it’s done, there’s no reason to make more small talk. I can appreciate that. I wonder if this is how guys feel when I am so quick to dress and get going. It’s nothing personal about them, some of these guys I do see again- but there’s no need to hang around right? Then there is the question about the S.O. All I know is that she called my phone from his line and left no VM which is what he texted me the next afternoon. I don’t know anything else. I was worried for a few days, but less so now. He’s not new to the game. He knows the drill. He’s familiar with the code. I don’t think I need to worry about my car expoding.
I hope he wants to get together again, but I swear I just don’t know.
Hey, he stayed and got you off agian, that’s hardly running off, perhaps he was just panicked by the missed call from the SO.
You’re older than me;) I was a 13 year old girl in Jr. High this past week. Sit tight and wait it out as much as that sucks. You’ll know for sure soon.
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I’d say you’re overthinking this one. Worry about it if you never hear from him again. Otherwise, it sounds like you both had a good time and gave each other some pleasure. Even if it doesn’t happen again, well, at least you had THAT time.
– PB
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