Disclaimer, maybe? This post goes in to great detail. GREAT detail. Beware.
I haven't been posting much because I've been seeing a girl - we'll call her B.
I met her at my best friend's pop's bar. She was sitting next to my other best buddy's wife. I looked at BBWife and whispered, "That girl next to you is bad." Said BBWife - "That's funny. She just said you were fucking hot." Clearly, introductions were made and she gave me her number. So:
Day 1 - Sunday
We meet up for a late supper on the strip we have out in my town. We were absolutely hitting it off, so I brought her to my OTHER best friend's (also -- roommate's) bar where we drank all we wanted for about $15.00 plus tip. Afterwards a rigorous makeout session ensued. I then followed her to her friend's house (she lives out of town but was staying nearby) to make sure she got home safely. A kiss and a walk to the door capped it off.
All I could think was, " This girl is really, really hot, funny, smart - and she has a seexxy southern accent. I love southern accents."
Day 2 - I think you get it.
She came over and we went out to a bar and had some drinks and chatter and food. She stayed the night at my house this time and I blessed her with the movie Hot Rod (Coooooooool beans!) - which we watched in between sporadic displays of affection. I put her to bed in my room and left to go to the couch. "Stay with me tonight," says she. "We just won't have sex." We end up on the bed, me in just boxers and her in boyshorts and a top. Earlier that night she said SHE was being a tease. She now knows I am much, moreso. All night I'd start her up, let her start to fall asleep and then wake her up again. She had work early the next morning, poor thing. I got her to the point of giving in and then kissed her goodnight.
Day 3 - A really good day.
We met up again at the bar in which we'd first met. We were all there - best friend and his girlfriend (a friend of B, best friends to my other best friend's wife... Listen, this turns out to be a big circle. We all are friends and shit. Which may make this a little more complicated. Cool beans?
Cool beans.)
Anyway, we had ANOTHER great time. Just click-click-clicking all over the place. Said best friend's girlfriend - "You guys have a glow about you." Whatever, but that's what she said. Anyway, we leave said bar at closing time and head home. It's about 3 am - so we have to be quiet because roommate is sleeping. Straight to the bedroom we go, where she announces that she has work LATE tomorrow. Two PM! PERFECT!
We had amazing sex. Mind-blowing, she would later tell my best friend's wife. After an hour in my bedroom we walked through the house stark naked to my front porch to sit in the rain. We had sex right outside, traffic driving right by us, the rain misting us all the way through. Amazing.
Then we drove to the nearest Chevron to grab something to drink. She had to go to the bathroom. Apparently, I had to go with her. We had amazing sex. Again. Trashy, you say? Absolutely smoking hot. Try it sometime. As we did the walk of shame out the door, the cashier's "whispered" - out loud - "Looks like THEY had some fun in the bathroom." I couldn't help but crack a smile.
Day 4 - A really, really good morning.
She woke up at nine, turned my tv on and slept cuddled up against me until 1230. I woke up, kissed her - and it happened all over again. An hour later she had to take a shower and head to work. She left with the biggest smile on her face I've ever seen. Starrrrting to faaaaaall for her a biiiiiit!
Best friend's wife texts me all the things she said the next day. Did you read the disclaimer above? Somewhere in there were the words, "absolutely mind blowing" and "really huge." Great news, no?
Day 5 - Chatty chatter
We had some great conversation, a little talk of future sexual adventures and made potential plans for the next day. But I work at a bar - and as it turns out, bars like to open at night. So I worked - and she didn't make it out to see me. No biggie.
Day 6 - How sweet.
We chatter. I'm kinda tired when she calls, but "she wants to talk to me." See how my night was and such. I was glad she called. Butterflies begin around here. I work again.
Today - At like, 4 fucking AM.
She goes to my best friend's dad's bar again. Around 2, she and the staff all go out to a karaoke bar in the area that sells alcohol after it's legally allowed. She texts me at 2:30 and says, "Come to [karaoke club] now! Please?" Man. I love that she says please. Really. I do. I'm guaranteed to be stuck at work for at LEAST 2 more hours, so I tell her I'll be there as soon as I can.
I was right. I got off at 4:30 - and I had to bust my ASS to do it. I usually get out at six. They usually leave the bar around 5, so I went straight to see her, grunge and all.
I get there and she's wearing this guy J's hat. Now this guy is a skinny, kinda odd looking fellow. But he can fucking sing - and he's got a really chill personality. All in all, I do not feel threatened here.
I enter the karaoke room and we sit down. She leaves a space between us and her friend sits. Friend knows that we're seeing each other and offers to switch spots with her so she can sit next to me. The switch isn't made. This girl has sat next to me every time we've gone out up to now. That's all I'm sayin'.
She says almost nothing to me. Her friend leaves, so I whisper in her ear and ask for a kiss. She. Gives. Me. Her. Cheek. Forgive me for being vulgar, but your mouth has been places on me that are far more risque than my mouth. What the fuck gives?
J sits down between us - she gives him his hat back and they begin to chat. She doesn't touch him or anything - but she talks to him all night. This would not normally bother me in the least - but I think I'm beginning to see a pattern here.
J gets up to sing. I hear her whisper, "He is SO HOT." I look over and she's looking at him. She says it again, louder this time.
J leaves. I ask again for a kiss. She says, "I don't want one." It is here it becomes clear. "All right. Well, I've got to go. Good night."
She gives me a tight-lipped, smart-ass smile and wave and gets up to sing with J.
I leave and go to bed, infuriated.
Do you folks realize what she just did? She invited me out (something I had to work very, very, very hard to do) just to show me, rather than tell me, that her interests had changed. Do you realize what kind of a bitch you have to be to do such a thing?
I sent her a text this morning because I must have the last word. "Way to be last night. If you weren't interested anymore you could've just told me instead of being a child about it. Later."
This has to be the most devious thing a woman has ever done to me. Incredibly subtle, but punch-to-the-face obvious.
My mind is blown.
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