We connected on a vanilla dating app....
Having navigated our way through the fakes, the money hunters, the talk-but-don't-walk-the-talkers, the scary, the desperate, and the downright wtafs!
We chatted briefly in the app, and then I suggested switching to a more regular, outside-the-app means of communicating....Woohoo, she said yes.... and we exchanged contact details ....
Then began the usual twenty questions. Where do you stay? What are you looking for? How has it been going for you so far? All the while, I tried to assess... is she for real...or just another faker... so far, so good...She stays not that far away from me...She's looking for ...connection...She hasn't had any success so far...it all resonates, sounds genuine....could she be... the real deal....? Right...take the next step...I suggested the call...this one is the you show me yours moment....hear the voice, do they sound like who they say they are....are they open to a call...all deal breakers of the past.....She says yes! Let's do this....I dial the digits with trepidation, filled with a mixture of excitement and suspicion, still within me, borne out of previous disappointments at this stage, with past encounters.....she answers...oh my, she sounds good...female (it's a good start ..and not always the case in the past!) I can hear she's as nervous as me....but..what the hey, we both are those rare ones online...who we say we are...not hiding....oh my, it's actually going well, she's laughing, replying, asking questions....not hesitating with her answers....so I take the next big step......Are you up for a meet? She says....yes, she'd like that.....I say...when suits...are you free this week? She says....Yes!!! It's really going well....I mean, really well....I'm getting horny...and that's when it starts...the more intimate questions....I dare to probe. When last time you were with another man? How long has it been?....what do you do to keep the frustration from getting too overwhelming?
It's been more than a year, she claims (Does anyone really tell the truth in answer to this one?) And yes, she does masturbate...and fairly frequently as well....in fact it might even be...daily......by this stage my hornometer is pushing into the red zone.... Let's meet sooner rather than later, I hear myself saying.....hoping beyond hope that she says yes, let's...and...she does!!!! Are you free in the day? Yes, she works half days and is free in the afternoons....Fuck it..I'm going all in.....Well..How about I come to your place tomorrow afternoon.....?
There is silence, some hesitation, and then...the answer we love to hear. Yes, why not? Let's take a chance and do this...
At this stage, my pants can't contain the bulge that has developed. The words keep leaving my mouth before my brain can even process what I am saying. Dare I suggest it? I ask....But there will only be one opportunity to do this, and it's been a huge fantasy of mine for so long... what ? she asks.. What do you want to suggest? I can hear she is almost as breathless as I am in anticipation. How about you message me your address....and tell me what time exactly you're getting home from work....I will leave early enough to ensure I get you very soon after you get home.....you leave the front door unlocked...I park my car and enter....and once inside..I ravage you like the hungry, sexually deprived man that I am. Yes,I say just that....I can hardly hear myself think; the heart rate is so elevated.....I'm giddy with anticipation. Yes, she says. Oh God yes, I have always fantasized about that as well....but I've never done it. You only get one chance to try this, I said....so let's do just that! We agree the day... It's so soon...we agree the time.....she sends her address.....I can barely sleep that night thinking about it.....Of course the worry kicks in...what if she isn't the same person as the photos she's sent me? What if it's a trap? What if there's a gang waiting to meet me and take my wallet, car, phone, my life...the imagination starts running wild.....But it gets countered by the thoughts of: what if this really is the real deal? What if she really is who she says she is? You only get one chance to do it as a stranger, and this is that chance......
