Continued.......

We have been text messaging/talking on the phone nightly since.

Due to family issues I was not able to secure a new meet up with any certainty.

Saturday, I turned texting to sexting, quite smoothly....or so I thought.

Just as it was getting to the 'boiling point', she called. She gave me this shit speal about how I was really turning her on, but she needs to stop because, she hardly knows me, she's not all about just sex, although sex would obviously be part of the deal! I side stepped and continued to chat a while, and agreed to meet for 'coffee' the next morning, she was very excited, and begged for a time. I told her I would call in the AM and closed the conversation.

As I had said, I had other issues going on, and of course that popped up to kill the coffee (family first
Bros, EVERY TIME).

I called and told her I could not make coffee, but if she would like to plan to meet early afternoon that would be fine. Although disappointed.

I wasn't 2 hours into my morning and she shoots a text - where/when??? I replied, I'll let you know soon as I'm home. I was home and hour later and sent - (blank) Bar/Grill - she said she'll be there in 10 minutes!!!

At the bar walking in I did not see her so I started for the door, she appeared at my side, and hooked my arm like a 'couple' stopped me and planted a big wet one (or three) one me and was literately skipping like an 8 year old. She was wearing tight ass jeans, a tailored blue top, with just a hint of skin at midriff with a fucking shall? whatever, looking sexy as fuck.

We planted our asses at the bar. I was surprised to find my friend Amy working the bar.

I immediately established a real, yet avoidable time constraint. (I ALWAYS have a back door)

She could not keep her hands off me, to the point I had to warn her. Amy, my good friend (bless her heart) was very interested in the activities, and kept a glancing eye on us (to report to our mutual social circle no doubt lol). She took this as Amy desiring to trade places with her, and called Amy out on it. THAT could not have gone better if I had planed it!

Still mid afternoon and only 2 beers in, I decided isolation was eminent, paid the tab. and made for the door.

So here I find myself, back in a car making out with her like teenagers, that just won't do!

I suggest we go to my apartment nearby and check out my goldfish (I do not have any fucking gold fish).

She immediately slams on the (sex) brakes so hard I almost hit my dick on the dashboard! WTF?!?

Cock blocked by GIANT LMR she re-vomits out the 'She is not that type' shit. I pull my 'time constraint" out of my pocket, and say That's cool, just drop me off at my truck.

She starts to balk. "you are going to leave, because I won't sleep with you this soon?"

I say "Of course not, I would love to sleep with you but I do need to leave, remember?" (that's why I keep one)

Her "That's right you did tell me!-laughs" followed by "I just wanted you to understand where I stood?"

Me "I do, but if I'm just going to be your boy toy, you can drop me off at my truck, and your just as free to leave as you were when you showed up" Big grin. I leaned in to kiss her goodbye, turned into a short make-out, she pulled back again and said "no" but not to me, more like a statement to herself?

I told her "You know how to reach me."

And did not try to reach her further.

I hate leaving "unfinished", but an FWB called an hour later, and took care of that trouble.

10 am this morning "Hey! Sweetest man ever!"

Me; No reply

1/2 hour later "Hugs!!!"

More to follow.........

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