03-16-2014, 08:20 PM
Stage 5, Day 8,
I got 6 hours of sleep successfully, thanks to Sleep Magic. Gym and work; and it's also cheat day. Cheat days sometime start weird, cause my body isn't used to it.
Work flew by quickly, then I got home, ate more junk, and straightened out my apartment.
===***WARNING; RACY***===
The 36 year old shows up for our meeting; I don't have much to say. Fortunately, we find a pub, order a drink, and start talking. She's a great big ball of sunshine; very happy and energetic. I can't quite finish my drink, and we wind up having intense eye contact; I get a deep feeling of nervousness in my gut. I ultimately reach in and kiss her. We had earlier agreed to heat up her leftovers at my place.
We get there and place her food in the oven, and of course, "we" take over. We eventually get topless once I take the food out of the oven, and she gives me head to completion, leading a large part of the way. Damn, that was good. Not to be critical, but I'm not the biggest fan of her body, she is pretty flat-chested; I prefer very full, large breasts on the women with whom I'm intimate.
She seems to get the sense that I like being with multiple women, and didn't ask a thing about a relationship, which is good. We were in bed together for TWO HOURS, damn.
Well, that was that. The biggest lesson I learned is that women enjoy what you are, while I (straight man) enjoy what women are. I think most of my earliest resistance (anxiety) came from thinking that women want something different from that, so what I wanted had to somehow impede on what she wanted. What set that in stone was when: a) She goes two steps beyond what I asked of her b) Afterwards, she says with a sultry voice in my ear "I really enjoyed pleasuring you".
This is a very useful insight, since I want it to work out with the girl I'm meeting on Tuesday. I'm taking all the precautions to keep myself (and my partners) safe.
I got 6 hours of sleep successfully, thanks to Sleep Magic. Gym and work; and it's also cheat day. Cheat days sometime start weird, cause my body isn't used to it.
Work flew by quickly, then I got home, ate more junk, and straightened out my apartment.
===***WARNING; RACY***===
The 36 year old shows up for our meeting; I don't have much to say. Fortunately, we find a pub, order a drink, and start talking. She's a great big ball of sunshine; very happy and energetic. I can't quite finish my drink, and we wind up having intense eye contact; I get a deep feeling of nervousness in my gut. I ultimately reach in and kiss her. We had earlier agreed to heat up her leftovers at my place.
We get there and place her food in the oven, and of course, "we" take over. We eventually get topless once I take the food out of the oven, and she gives me head to completion, leading a large part of the way. Damn, that was good. Not to be critical, but I'm not the biggest fan of her body, she is pretty flat-chested; I prefer very full, large breasts on the women with whom I'm intimate.
She seems to get the sense that I like being with multiple women, and didn't ask a thing about a relationship, which is good. We were in bed together for TWO HOURS, damn.
Well, that was that. The biggest lesson I learned is that women enjoy what you are, while I (straight man) enjoy what women are. I think most of my earliest resistance (anxiety) came from thinking that women want something different from that, so what I wanted had to somehow impede on what she wanted. What set that in stone was when: a) She goes two steps beyond what I asked of her b) Afterwards, she says with a sultry voice in my ear "I really enjoyed pleasuring you".
This is a very useful insight, since I want it to work out with the girl I'm meeting on Tuesday. I'm taking all the precautions to keep myself (and my partners) safe.
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