Yeah, no shit. I’ve been in that boat, Aaron.
One date I had several weeks ago was with this really, really hot older woman (she was 40, if I recall correctly). So we go out to dinner, we walk around a little bit, we come back to my place. One thing leads to another, and . . .
(if you are offended by graphic language, please stop reading here)
(you have been warned)
. . . my finger exploring the ol’ love cave. I make her orgasm a few times that way (and with external stimulation). She says she wants to spend the night. She’s in one of my tshirts in my bed. I do the same thing again, but this time I introduce mr. penis. She says “No, not on the first date. I BARELY KNOW YOU.”
So now, I’m a nice enough guy, but I’ve gotten this girl off three times already and she hasn’t touched me yet. I try to persaude her to even touch me. She declines. Eventually she leaves.
A few days later I text her, “what’s up”. She responds, not much, and it comes out that she thinks I am only out for sex. I text back why do you say that? And she texts back because I didn’t want to do anything on our first date, I felt pressured when you took your dick out.
Now, in my mind, I’m thinking . . . you weren’t complaining at all when YOU got off, you even gave directions and woke the neighbors and made the dogs down the street bark. But when it was MY turn suddenly you’re a 40 year old virgin?
I told her in no uncertain terms what I thought I that idea and we haven’t spoken since.
Some girls are just like that, I think. Super guilt complexes.
