I met Mr. Hottie literally the first night I signed up for an
online account. I was going through my messages, came across his picture and I
couldn't believe he was real. So gorgeous! So we messaged for a little while
and he asked what I was doing at the moment. Granted it was 10 pm, so I was
probably free. He told me he was at a restaurant (with a bar) and that if I
wasn't busy, I should go meet up with him. Ah! This is crazy. I had an early flight
the next morning to Ohio .
Sure, I was packed, but shouldn't I get my beauty rest? Then I looked at his
picture again. Well, I can sleep on the plane. And that was that.
Dear Mr. Hottie,
So I'm guessing that you know you're hot. I mean, when you look
that attractive, girls probably are at the level where they are throwing
themselves at you. But, I am always up for an adventure, so when you so bluntly
asked me to come get a drink, how could I resist? I'm sure it's your age old
trick. Anyway, I pulled up and as you met me out in front of the joint, I
thought, "okay...super hot and dresses well. what's the catch?" A
great hug, we walked in and you were casual yet conversational, confident and
cool. And you were surprisingly sweet. I have major reservations with
attractive men because most of them are complete jerks. And you were a good
listener and very complimentary, you know all too well what you're doing. After
a long chat and a lot of laughing over drinks, we went outside. And while I was
mid-sentence your masculine hand comes to my jaw, while your other hand sneaks
around my waist for a passionate kiss. Why was that like the hottest thing
ever? You didn't even ask my permission and for whatever reason, I didn't mind.
So, the obvious follows, we kissed and kissed unaware of anyone passing by,
yep. For the first time in my life, I was that girl. But it's
like after 11 and all the little kids should be in bed by now haha. A
great first date, one for the books.
We texted all while I was across the country and we both anxiously
awaited when I would get back. As soon as I got back into town, we went out to
the same place with your friends. It was so nice to see you with your friends,
so genuine and giving, that made you the most attractive I think. Was that planned?
How much of this is actually real? After they left, we chatted a little longer
and then you walked me out. I was mumbling about something stupid, trying to
ignore the tension in the air. Did you feel the electricity building or was it
just me? Anyway, it didn't last long because right as I was rambling I suddenly
found myself in your embrace kissing all over again. And sir...you are waayyy
too good of a kisser and far more experienced than I am.
Of course, as the story goes, you started to push the boundaries
and I set limitations, then you pushed again and I told you mid kiss that this
was the last time we could see each other, but I said it in such a sweet
innocent way, don't you think? You thought I was being playful and smiled
through your kiss, "why not?" you said in a tone that I'm assuming
was supposed to be seductive. And I just .....ummm... didn't know how else to
say it or shock you out of the moment, but I said very casually that I was a
virgin and not having sex until I was married. Which, in retrospect, was
probably a really intense thing to say, but I didn't know how else to explain
that it would be so difficult to be so physical with you. And... oh dear, your
reaction surprised me. "What? No! No way! You've got to be kidding! That
was the last thing I expected." Why was that your reaction instead of,
"oh. that wasn't even what I was thinking. I'm just a nice good boy
innocently kissing a cute girl?" hmmmmmm??? I'll tell you why!
Because you probably do this to girls all the time!!!! In fact, I wouldn't be
surprised if you had them on a rotation. Your sweet front betrayed itsself in
that moment. I've never been one for yelling or arguments because it takes so
much energy and is rarely constructive, particularly with strangers, which we technically
are after two dates. So there was no blowup, everything was talked about and
smoothed over and I think we even talked about meeting up again.
Then, I was a dumb girl. so I texted you to hang out one last time
and by the time you responded five days later, I was sooooo over you! I mean,
if you are going to drag a girl along at least send a dumb five word text
within a couple days. You best work on your game mr. player. That’s right! I
said it!
Sincerely,
The girl who found you out
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