So Pedro and his huge aubergine were still out of the country and he was kinda of keeping me on a level where it felt like he wanted more with me. I mean obviously, I am girlfriend/wife material.
He would send me sexy voice notes and pictures of what he had been up to. I was rarely the first to message and one day I received this delicious photo of him in his fancy hotel bathroom with just a towel on wishing he could bend me over the sink. Honestly, I wish that I was there cause his body made my eyes pop out. He was just delicious. And then I got a dick pic. Good lord. I mean it was still huge. HUGE! I did not ask for it but I have to say, to this day I am still grateful for it. Small accomplishment. Holly 1 - Roasted aubergines - 1 - we are all winners here!
As I said, it's the most casual I had been about a situation and honestly, I didn't really see a future with Pedro... and his huge aubergine but I did fancy him. I knew he would be trouble.
I went out with the girls the first Friday after Pedro left for his three week work trip. It was a dress up occasion. As in fancy dress and, fairly tame but here for a good time type brunch. Food was epic, it was me and my girls and we were just having a happy time, catching up and eating. We were on form and the day continued on in one of the Oasis's most popular bars.
We stood out in this bar. We were the only ones wearing fancy dress so it was easy to spot us in the whole place whether you were upstairs or downstairs. We managed to bag ourselves seats and the next thing, this guy I recognized from my gym walked past us, and specifically focused on me.
H: "Headband"
Him: "Fancy dress"
I said headband because he always wore a headband in the gym. Quite a recognizable trait. He carried on walking and I was like "well that was random". He was a handsome guy. I don't really know a lot about him, just that he is in the gym at the same time as me, he often does deadlifts and pull ups and that's kinda it. I was drunk at this stage so give me a break.
I sort of looked over the crowd and clocked him. He clocked me too and I was like ah shit, that's obvious. So I went to buy a round of drinks for the girls. When I came back, he was sat at our table. Mel knew we'd be going home together, I saw it in her eyes.
So I got chatting to this guy, let's just say that Headband was husband material and I actually got the feeling that he was too good for me and that's a very rare feeling that I get (not to brag but remember I told you I read the book: The Life Changing Magic of Not Giving a F*ck - well I genuinely don't really give a fuck anymore). But yeah, I just had this feeling. Anyways, we chatted, we danced, we drank, he was fit. I fancied him and the girls left and we were left behind.
We snogged. Got told off for snogging because #oasis. And so we agreed to head back to my place... where we talked for two hours. TWO HOURS!
When I say that, I don't mean it as a good thing. We talked from midnight to 2am. Pretty much about him and I had got to the point where I was tired, I didn't really want to have sex, I just wanted sleep. Finally he made a move, we were kissing and he had some throw down (finally) because he picked me up and took me to the bedroom where we undressed. He lay me on the bed and was taking off my clothes and he was taking off his.
My god. His body. It was unreal. Honestly, I have never seen abs like them, chiseled was an understatement. Not even the aubergine's were like this. Yes, that's right, remember he's still on the cards but not. Now I am not shy to throw a compliment when I think someone looks good, I like their outfit or they've don't their make up and it's the same for guys. I told him, he was smoking hot and he said something flattering back.
And then... he couldn't get hard. He kept trying to insert his flacid penis into my vajayjay and I couldn't understand. Now you know how earlier I was like woah this guy is too good for me, and now I was lying there naked waiting for him to get hard. I could tell he was embarrassed and I didn't say anything, it's already bad enough for the guy but I was so proud of myself to think: this has absolutely nothing to do with me. In fact, I thought maybe he's gay?
Anyways... we had sex eventually. I think it is likely the booze didn't do him very well. But he was small and it was so disappointing. The hottest guy I had slept with and his penis was small. Is that because he trained too much? Was he on the roids? I am honestly not sure. It's pretty mad. We had sex again in the morning and then he left.
I guess you can't have it all. But in other news, I had slept with two different guys in one week. That was a lot of bed sheet washing. (Face palm).
Obviously chats continued with Pedro who was still away. Nothing special other than me feeling like he wants me more. Chats continued with Head band too, I saw him in the gym - it wasn't awkward.
I had booked a massage for Friday evening (this was two weeks after I slept with Headband and Pedro was still away). My body was sore from all the gymming I had been doing. Headband had offered to come and massage my hip flexes for me, code for sex, obviously. But I wasn't really keen to go back there. He messaged asking me how my massage was and before I knew it, I was giving him my address and he was on his way round.
Don't ask me why but I knew he was about to go off for the summer - being a teacher. So I thought fuck it. We chatted, no alcohol and then obviously, we had sex. It was way better this time. He was still small but it was better. I was more bossy. I wanted to grind him on my sofa whereas it was clear he liked to carry a girl to the bedroom, kind of a gentleman like that.
We must have had sex twice that night and fell asleep. We woke up to more sex and this time, he wasn't rushing off home to do shit like last time. We laid there and talked about a lot of stuff, not entirely all about him this time. Some more sensitive subjects and I was actually sore from the amount of sex we had, which I didn't think was possible from a tiny dick.
I made breakfast and he left. He went off for the summer and that was that. I vowed to myself I wouldn't go back there again. Because I said so.
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