So a few months ago, Carl convinced me to give online dating a go. I created a profile, and it was pretty much a bust. Not unlike real life, I guess. Lots of bro-dawgs and frat rat types, or old dudes. I am just not into that. I've said it before and I will type it here again, but the only way I'm getting it on with a 55 year old man is when I'm a 55 year old woman!
I had kinda given up on it, even though I did find my patient on whom I have a crush. He was the fourth result from the top of the first page of my search result. At first I didn't want to even view his profile because it felt...invasive and inappropriate. Also, if I viewed it, he would get an alert that I viewed him, and I didn't want him to know. After a few days, the site wouldn't let me get to my homepage until I rated five different guys as yes, no, or maybe. AND MY PATIENT WAS ONE OF THE ONES I HAD TO RATE!!! And I clicked "yes". And that is something that can't be unclicked. So he got an alert that I had checked "yes." And then I got an alert that he had viewed my profile, so I viewed his finally. And he is suuuuper into being Catholic and def wants to have kids. So I guess that is that. I did think about contacting him anyway and just asking him to humor me for one date. I'm sure we would have a great time. I've already talked to him loads of time at work.
So after several weeks of inactivity, I had a message from a guy who is just a year older than me. And the first two sentences in his message are, "I'm intrigued...no 'I'm a laid back girl who likes going to Cards games.' I love your new summer haircut."
He was pretty good looking in the photos, a little dude (I love the little dudes!), seemed legit in his profile and just in general some one with whom I would get along well...interests in art/music. I did a little background check and it turns out we have a mutual acquaintance in Booker. I also showed the women at work the pics, profile, and they approved as well. Not that I would care if they didn't, but I was feeling really good and just wanted to share with them.
So Bryan and I traded emails for a week or so, then I invited him to meet me at Gokul for Monday night all-you-can eat veg buffet. I had to work until 6pm and after cleaning up and showering and driving to Delmar, we had dinner. He was shorter/skinnier than he came across in his profile (seriously not a problem here. I love the little dudes), but also a lot cuter. His mouth is very pleasant and he smiles big and it reaches his eyes. I'm going to use the word....adorable (in ref to his big smile reaching his eyes).
We really hit it off. The food was delicious, and after we were done, we hung out talking until closing time...we had been there for nearly two hours! It was a really nice night, and I suggested that we walk down to VV. So we did and talked the whole way there. I bought the new TBR 12". I'm kind pissed about the record they put out before this one, but I'll give them another chance. I have not heard any of the new tracks, but the artwork is hot pink field with white graphics. It looks poppy as fuck. I'm sure it sounds poppy as fuck, too.
After VV, we decided to pop into Pin-Up for A round. Roy was bartending; I had not seen that dude in like....eight years! I told Karen he was working there, and she wants to go up and get a drink sometime when he's working. Anyway, Bryan and I sat at the bar, and Roy came over to take our order. I was asked if I was a beer snob and I said, "yes! I'm a total snob about beer. I don't like the fancy ones. Just cheap and simple." So Roy poured a PBR into a frosted Martini glass! It was delicious and my hand just felt so right wrapped around that stem!! HAHA! This is exceptionally funny to me because when Roy worked at BH, one night Karen and I went to see him down in the Elvis room, and he gave me a champagne flute for my High Life!
So we had great conversation at Pin-Up, ended up having two rounds. Bryan has to work earlier than me, and we didn't leave until maybe midnight. He walked me to my car and we parted ways. He texted me about twenty minutes later that he had a great time and thank you for a wonderful evening! I had a wonderful time, too, and was really excited that he was interested.
We spoke on the phone on...maybe Tuesday or Wednesday night. He invited me to an art opening at a gallery on Washington on Thursday (he's also off on Fridays. Awesome!) So after work on Thursday, I drove home, cleaned up, stashed the bike in the back of the car, and drove back into the city. Neither of us had eaten, and we decided on El Bronco for veg tortas (for me) and shrimp tostados (for him). We had great conversation again then drove to the opening. It wasn't super crowded, the show was 'aight. Nothing mind-blowing. But the space also had a lot of weird books. They even had two about the Mutter Museum. Which was interesting in that just earlier at dinner I mentioned this museum and how I thought it was fascinating to me because I'm interested in weird genetic abnormalities and conjoined twins and dwarfism, etc.
Bryan knew several people at the art opening, and when it was over we headed to an underground bar. It was literally a door in an alley, that we rang a bell and several minutes later a door man with a crazy white beard and handlebar mustache came up and let us it. We descended two or three stories underground. It was a cool place. Not a lot of people (no problem) and the DJ was playing some totally chill jams and the volume was at a very comfortable background-noise level.
We stayed at this bar until about midnight then went back towards Bryan's house. We stopped at a park where he plays ice hockey in the winter. There were two ponds and we walked around and then sat near one. It was a gorgeous night! Stars in the sky, perfect temp, pleasant company. We sat by the water talking some more. He put his hand on my back, and I jumped because right at that moment I was thinking about bugs that were probably in the grass!!
Then I felt something bite my ass. And it started to hurt! A lot. Deep on the right near where my butt cheek and thigh meet. We looked at it, but couldn't see anything. It continued to hurt more and more. We left the park and drove home.
I went in his new apartment. I had been there earlier, before we left for Bronco and he showed me around. It's really nice. He has a lot of space and everything looks new and updated. And there is a washer/dryer. He also has roof access!!! Although its only two stories up. Regardless, rooftops rule! Back at the house, he said he could take a look at that bug bite on my ass. I said, "I bet you could!" We put on some music and joked around and talked some more. Then we laid down on his bed. I was ragging pretty hard, and I was still hesitant about getting involved with some one new so soon. I don't want to risk getting too close too soon or getting hurt. But I didn't say this. After a bit, we started just gently touching each other's arms and legs and stomaches, collar bones and backs. It felt really good. He is super skinny. Easily the slightest build I have ever encountered. But I enjoyed him physically. We continued doing this for A LONG time. Then we started kissing. His mouth is also very pleasant when he kisses. We made out for hours. Just kissing and touching. He really took it slow and spent a lot of time enjoying my legs, arms, breasts, neck. I would let him, too, all night. I was ragging and didn't take off my underwear. Once his hand passed over the outside of them near my pussy, and I gently pulled his hand back upward towards my torso. He got the hint and stayed away from there. We passed out as the sun was coming up, and I only slept for like...two hours.
He had an interview that afternoon and had to get some materials ready for that and take care of some other errands. I had to find a pharmacy.
I had a great time, and we have plans to hang out again on Saturday! I was thinking about kissing him the whole drive home.
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