To be fair, it wasn’t an invitation with an expectation that I would go to an orgy the next day with a guy I had never met. But I think it was a sincere invitation. (The orgy ended up not happening anyway).
Actually, backing up, I had first exchanged messages with this guy about 3 years ago when I first put my my sex-forward profile. We seemed to get along. I liked him. We had plans…and I am pretty sure the first time we canceled, I had a terrible cold. Then we were going to do something again, and I didn’t hear from him and he messaged the next day that he had some kind of phone issue or something. And I don’t know what happened next, but we never met. But I kept seeing him on various dating sites. Sometimes I’d swipe right, but we never matched. So I figured we’d never meet. NBD. Then I was swiping on Feeld a few weeks ago and swiped for him, not realizing it was him (he usually had glasses on in pics, and in the main one, he didn’t). We matched. I sent a simple “hey” or something. Then I looked at all the pics and realized I was pretty sure it was the guy from 3 years earlier. I considered unmatching, but figured I’d let it play out.
A few days later, he messaged back. And we started chatting and I realized, yes, it was definitely the guy from 3 years earlier. I was going to bring it up…then didn’t. In part b/c I found some old emails with him to confirm his name and didn’t want to make it sound like I was stalking him. So, I was sort of standoff-ish. So as not to appear stalker-ish. But he wanted to meet and he still seemed incredibly interesting (and he wears glasses and has a lot of tattoos…I love both). So we made plans to meet. And…last minute, he had a work thing come up. That’s fine. I always give someone one cancellation b/c life happens.
We rescheduled for a Saturday to meet for coffee. And I hear nothing from him until a few hours after we were supposed to meet. He says he has a terrible migraine. I’m skeptical…but it was a crazy weather day and if he really has one, that sucks. So I just wished him well. Nothing more. The next day he messaged me in the morning, apologizing, saying he was available all day, he was sorry, etc etc. But I was boarding a plane. But I did (mostly) believe he was sincere.
So…we schedule something for last week. But I was exhausted and had learned a colleague had committed suicide and I had a horrible headache…I said I’d suck it up so that we could meet, but he offered to reschedule and I took him up on it. So that brings us to Friday, when we were going to meet. But he only had an hour available and I didn’t feel like ubering for 30 min to meet for only an hour, so we decided to move the meeting until last night.
About 30 min before we were supposed to meet, he messages that his dog had gotten sick and he was maybe going to be late. So at this point, I’m skeptical about whether we’d even meet. Then time passes, and passes, and I’m about to send the “I guess this isn’t happening” message, when he messages to say he’s getting into an uber.
So, I walk into the bar, he had messaged he had just arrived, and it’s busy (who are these people who go out on Monday nights???) and I see him…nowhere. And at this point I think he’s fucking with me and I’m pissed, so I message him asking where he is. And he actually was sitting at the end of the bar, his hair is just a different color than in his pics (intentionally so – he’s in the music business, so he can do the crazy hair and tattoo thing). And he’s actually super sweet. And kinda nerdy. And I’m sort of into the combo of rock-n-roll plus nerd. It keeps me from feeling too dorky myself.
So we talked for like 2 hours. And I felt like such a downer b/c I seriously have lost my ability to talk about anything other than politics, my pets, and sex. And somehow we were mostly talking about politics and that’s depressing as hell….But he didn’t yell at me for affirmatively liking Hillary Clinton and he even said something like “she worked super hard to get where she got and the criticism was really unfair.” (which, you know, at that moment I was ready to fuck him right there)
So I eventually have to call it a night bc I go to bed early and it’s a Monday. He walked me most of the way home, but I still couldn’t tell if he was being considerate or interested….so we stop at the corner and he says he had fun. I say I had fun. But who knows the sincerity of any of that. And he leans in for a peck goodnight (which, again, who knows what that means). But…when our lips touch, there’s just…chemistry…and it’s so comfortable. So we kissed a bit more. Nothing too crazy. But I’m pretty sure it was mutual that it just all of a sudden felt really comfortable with him and the kissing was really really nice.
And I woke up this morning to a message from him that I’m a really good kisser and he had fun. So that lead to more messages and we have plans for Friday. Which I think we’re on the same page will be far less innocent than this date was. Stay tuned.