Sometimes you just need to treat yourself.
On the sexiest night of the week, Monday I had a great tinder encounter that made me feel great.
I spoke to this bloke on Tinder for a couple of days with minimal contact. His profile stated he was in Adelaide for a couple of days, so I knew this man wasn’t going to be a boy friend.
Meeting up took a little bit of effort and I agreed to go pick him up half an hour away. It meant that we got to speak for half an hour. I pretty much had verbal diarrhoea the whole way home, which we laughed about later. That’s how I deal with nervousness he said he gets quiet so it worked well.
He came to my house. I asked if he wanted a drink and he said a water. Usually I’d chat on the couch with them etc but fuck it, I had work the next morning and decided I’d give him some water and take him straight to my room.
I hadn’t had sex for a few months which was awful, see below if you want to read about that.
I won’t get too graphic but the sex was great, so good.
He was so sweet, a good shot of self esteem for me but it wasn’t over the top and the we talked for at least an hour afterward. We texted the next day kind of dissecting it in a good way, remembering the great parts of our night.
It puts me off having a one night stand again anytime soon because the bar is lifted damn high!
Copyright 2018 S M.