I’ve been corresponding for a few days with another potential SB. She originally contacted me on SeekingArrangement.
We agree to meet today. I suggest dinner at a new place across town. However, since we’ve never met, she would rather meet for lunch at a pizza place in her neighborhood. Understandable…home turf, during the day. Probably smart.
We have thoroughly negotiated our arrangement via email at this point. We agree everything will be contingent on how things go in our live meet. She seems smart and confident.
We have not spoken at all.
I don’t even know her name.
I get to the restaurant ahead of her. Pizza by the slice in a little plaza. Mostly empty except for a few guys.
She texts “be right there… sorry my hair is wet.” I like it when a woman is a little disheveled. Shows she can relax.
A few minutes later, she walks in. Every guy in the place stops and stares. Gazelle at the watering hole.
Long brown hair, brown eyes, medium height and a stunning figure. Black camisole, jeans and sandals.
She gives me a big hug and we sit down. My first question: “What is your name?”
We order two slices and a coke from the waitress then spend about half an hour breaking the ice. She is very nice. Sweet disposition. Pretty smile. Laughs easily. We don’t have a lot in common other than both growing up here.
She is out of work. Her last job was waiting tables at Hooters. She also dances freelance at a nearby club.
I’ve never been to a strip club. Our town is notorious for them. I’m like those people that live in Vegas and never gamble.
Halfway through her slice, she says “wanna go back to my place?”
I follow her there. She lives alone in a rental house with her big doberman. The dog is beautiful and sweet just like her.
The dobie comes over to me for introductions and totally farts while I’m petting her. Crystal apologizes. It’s cute. Hot girl with a big farting dog.
We make our way to the bedroom. She looks fantastic naked, but the sex is mediocre. Granted any sex at all with a hot young woman is good in my book.
However, other than her being sweet, beautiful and naked, the major components that I am looking for just aren’t there: chemistry, commonality, connection, intimacy…all absent.
I won’t go into detail other than to say that she gave me my first ever lap dance. I’ll count that as losing my strip club virginity. We weren’t in an actual club, but I had a naked stripper gyrating on my lap…it counts.
Afterwards, I stand on her back porch petting the dog for a minute.
The dog farts again. Great dog. Probably needs a walk though…
She prefers to think of this as having a sugar daddy, not an arrangement. She doesn’t want to meet up just for sex. I don’t quite follow, because that is exactly what just happened. Half a slice of pizza, then we’re naked at her place. I didn’t even know her name three hours ago.…I realize there is a moral checklist here which I just need to accept, regardless of whether or not I understand.
I will be back at least a few more times to see if things develop. Her personality is sweet enough to warrant at least that….plus her other more obvious attributes.
…and the dog. 🙂