Facebookin Those Boobs

I guess I’ll post this one because it was a little different than the norm.

Ya I mean, This chick is a girl I used to work with, but we never got together when we worked.  I basically hit her up a few times on FB with little or no response.

Sometimes I would ask her out and she would simply not respond.

So again, this past week I hit her up again.  I know some things about her because we did go out for drinks once after work.  She likes kinky stuff.  So basically the last time I hit her up on FB I was pretty straight up saying the following:

WED Last week.

“Oh. By the way. I was just thinking back to when we were chilling at the W, talking about all the deviant shit we have in common.

I think it’s a shame we never had that spanking party, the hot tub night – and this is the last time I’ll bring this up, but it’s a shame that up until now we haven’t got to explore our more deviant sides together..

Either you just like to make provocative posts on Facebook, or you have a lot of sexual aggression built up that you want to release. Maybe a little of both.

Me too. I can’t promise anything but I think it would be a damn shame if we never found out, or allowed ourselves the chance to play together.”

She finally came back with:

Thurs Last Week

“We do need to have that lunch date.

You are right. It’s true that I do have a lot of built up sexual aggression. I do need an outlet for my deviant side.

I think that we should explore what we have in common.”

Then I didn’t read it till Saturday Night 2am (sun morn) when I sent her back a cool/sexy song and said, “Funny I should be listening to this song when I read read your message.”

The song is here:

No Woman does not like Tricky.  No Woman.  Even if it’s their first time hearing it.

SUNDAY

“So the next day I hit her up:

So… This week … Let’s meet up Tuesday or Wednesday…

There’s an event we can talk about going to on Saturday art some dungeon…

Let’s do lunch.. Or drinks… Or both”

No response…

Monday I hit her up but late night – like 11:30pm

“just for the record – if we are gonna at least SEE if we are gona explore all that wildness – you actually have to not be shy and say,

“Yes Ronnie . Lets meet up! Where and When!? ;)”

And almost immediately I saw facebook say “seen” at the bottom.

I waited a few minutes.  No response…

Then I was like – fuck it!

So I wrote again:

“and then you can add something about me being a super cool guy, or really sexy or whatever.. ;)”

seen again.

No response…

So I waited a couple minutes then again:

“see – like right now… You’re being shy. You’re soo sweet and timid for a big bad deviant type chick . ;)”

Seen. Nothing…

So I gave it one last go:

“sigh…”

She came back with:
“Don’t sigh.

Im not being shy at all.”

I waited a couple mins and said,
“thats what all the shy girls say lol

then they come up with some complex reason that has nothing to do with being shy ;)”

Her:
“I would love to hang out with your sexy ass but this week is bad for me. Im too broke to go out until Friday.”

Me: “shhhh”

Her: “I see you have me figured out.”

Me: “i didint say bring money

i said lets hang out.

You dont think I can afford a kickass bottle of wine?

or some tobacco for my hookah – wait do you smoke hookah?”

Her: “I do. It sounds like you have a plan.

Wednesday ?”

Me:  “Wednesday night

yes

Like 7 –

meet here:

http://www.bigchicks.com/

at 7:04 pm”

Her: “That’s specific. 7:03 too early ?”

Me: “Nothing ever happens that early

cool people always show up at :04

;0)”

Her: “good to know”

Me:  “ever been to Big Chicks? It’s a gay bar but I like it because the staff are friendly

and I get free shit sometimes
;)”

Her: “The perks of being cute.

Ive never been.”

Me: “Aww… Flattery will get you everywhere…

Anyway… so you could show up and look really sexy and no one would look at you funny

However – I am on my way down to the hot tub…  So until then”

SIDENOTE:  Notice how I DON’T end the conversation at closing the date time/place.  I talk a little more.  Then I make it a point to end the convo on a high note – BEFORE she can end it.

She says, “Have fun.”

But then yesterday I get a little surprise:

Her: “Hey Mr Hot Tub , doing anything this afternoon . I be free at 4 and would enjoy some company.”

And then we make it happen. (if you want the specifics of the rest of the convo just ask – it’s nothing too special except when she said 4 I said 6 instead because we don’t want to sound TOO available 😉  But you guys know all this shit already.)

I buy the first 2 rounds of drinks.  The chat is all small talk and then I just say “fuck it” and shift gears.

Preselection, Preselection, sex, sex, preselection, sex, fantasies, devian side etc.

I do a bit of shock and awe about her boobs, I do kino, I fractionate a bit in and out of the sexual stories saying, “Let’s talk about something else.”  And talk about some other shit.

A few times I do some reverse-kino, Mystery style where I grab her hand and place it on mine.  Almost every time she stays for a minute and then lets go.

Mostly she listens.

I can’t really tell if she’s ready to go or not so after drink round 2 I say, “Let’s go smoke my hookah.”

She’s like “ok” but seems apprehensive.  I ignored it and decided to go to the bathroom because I had to piss.

“I’ll be right back and then we’ll fly,” I say.

But when I come out – She had ordered a third round of drinks including shots.

So she wasn’t ready… 😦

We drank and shit and I gave her more shit about being shy.  We flirted and I know at one point She said something to me, like a compliment, and I was like, “Awwwww you’re so sweet!!” and I gave her a hug, and putting my arms around her and BLATENTLY putting my hands on her boobs.

I was making the sarcasm of the bullshit reason to hug her obvious.

She came back by grabbing my crotch real fast.

NOW she was ready to go.  That’s about how obvious an IOI or an SOI has to be to me sometimes lol.

So we drink up, go to the store, back to my place, start making out after listening to a bit of music, and then done deal.

I feel bad for my roommate, because he wasn’t home when we got back, but I know he came in sometime around about the time we were in mid fucking and this girl was LOUD!  Imagine walking into a house after doing whatever to the shouting sounds of,

“Ohhhh yaaaa!  Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!!!  Fuck meeeeeee!  Yaaaaaaa!!!! etc etc etc”

After she left I played league of legends.

Oh and after about 3 orgasms for her I cut her off even though she wanted more.

She was doing all sorts of kinky dominant shit to me to.  But to solidify the power exchange I simply cut her off saying, “I like when you are in control.  But there’s always going to be a point where my alpha side comes back.  It’s just the way it is.”  SO basically she wanted more AND to stay the night and I told her no and sent her on her way.  But not like a dick.  I said, “I have a client meeting early tomorrow. But maybe you can spend the night sunday.”

As she was leaving I told her to “Text me when you get home”

ALWAYS say this if you want to see a chick again after you fuck her once.

Then today I sent her another “see her again” style followup which was simply, “Had fun last night… :)”

Thats is for now.

Done deal.

Oh one last side note – AFTER all this non responding and making me do the work, Guess what she said when we were fucking?

“I’ve wanted this for sooooo long!”

Later when I asked her she said she had a crush on me the first time we met.

Chicks are fucking weird.  But I love them (and their tits and ass and so on.)

Moral of the story – there is probably a chick out there right now that wants to fuck you and you don’t know about it.  Get looking!!!

PS – Sex was PHENOMENAL – very much porn style.

Questions?
Comments?
Thoughts?

Sidecar:

We had a little cocktail party at my place the other night.  I am still feeling the effects.  However that doesn’t stop me from sharing a couple of the cocktails that were on the menu that night.

1 – The Bacon Old Fashioned.

Basically I used the concept created by the famous, (or infamous?) New York City bar called PDT (Please Don’t Tell).  The only difference I would say is that we used Early Times Whiskey.  Yaaaaa.  Yum!  The Bacon we used was a pound that we go from Trader Joe’s.  The rest of the recipe was the same as the original.

Links for you so you know what they hell I’m rambling about:

 Bacon Old Fashioned Article at Nymag.com

PDT at Nymag.com

2 – The Muddled Basil Martini.

Muddled Basil Martini

Ya, it was cold but this thing is kinda a nice warming/refreshing cocktail.  Again, I substituted the muddled mint for a little a drop or two (depending on how you like it) of Herb Farm Peppermint Spirits.

This was a big hit for sure.  I probably drank a bit too much at this little mixer we had but man, it was fun.  I like this drink a lot. I also served it last new years at a party I was hosting.

Oh… Links – Well there’s one craftily hidden in the picture or you can just click below:

The Muddled Basil Martini

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