He was the longest almost relationship I ever had. The time I met him was when I discovered that the other guy I was having regular sex with was married. I had to replace him, fast!
I wasn't that lucky with Brazil so I chilled for a few months before matching with this Arab guy.He was really cute in the photos. After a few days, our online chats were becoming dirtier. I told him we should meet first before it gets any further.
It was a Wednesday, my favorite day, when he asked where I was going later. It was that time of year where our working hours were shortened so I had to say yes when asked if he could meet me. I was just planning to do grocery shopping at this mall and he said he would go with me and meet me there. I was a little nervous because he was from a neighboring Arab country with the most gorgeous population and notoriety for men being "players".
I was so nervous, my palms started to sweat while I was inside the cab going to the mall. I had to cheer myself to push through, "you're a treat, he will definitely like you".
He told me he'll wait for me at the entrance near the escalator. I went in a different entrance and used the other escalator going up just to take a peek at him because I thought we couldn't be real. He didn't see me when I passed right in front of him.
"Okay, he's cute but he's wearing a dad outfit and dad shoes. But he's really cute and he looks like he has packing a 7." There was like a few minutes of debate in my mind. Ofcourse what was 'inside' definitely outweighed what I could see on the outside.
"Hi, I'm tita. Nice to meet you!" I approached him with my hands extended for a handshake. He noticed it was sweaty so I had to tell him how anxious I was to meet him. I hope he found it cute.
When inside the grocery store I had to buy some girl stuff ie tampons, sanitary napkins etc. I was really embarrassed because I never really thought he would come along and go around the store looking for those stuff. I told him to wait outside and I'll just be quick but insisted to go in anyway. I have never walked so fast while shopping. He laughed because he told me he could sense that I was really conscious around him. He laughed even more when I chose the "night pads" which were wide and long because he was thinking my vagina would have the same description. Ugh! Men.
I was so in a hurry, I was always 2-3 steps in front of him. "Tita, slow down." He pleaded. I really couldn't especially when we reached the counter and offered to pay. "Please, these are personal stuff. I was really going here anyway and we just happened to meet here" I said while pushing his hand away.
So we talked while walking; figuring out what we wanted to do for the rest of the evening. He said he loved watching movies so we checked out what was showing. It was still early but the next show was in 2 hours so we decided to get coffee.
As we were talking, we both discovered our love for the couch...that is while binging on US series and watching movies. He was 5 years younger than me and I was surprised that he knows about FRIENDS. He loves it! He knows every episode and memorized most of the lines. Our conversation went on about the shows we loved to watch while I took the opportunity to stare at his face. He was really good-looking... he just needs maybe to update his wardrobe but it really didn't matter now. We have another thing in common aside from sex.
Inside the movies, I felt a little awkward. I had to sit still beside a cute guy inside a dark room. I wanted to make out instead. I think he sensed it too so he started to caress my hands, my thigh and my lips. It didn't help but at least he tried. Then a funny thing happened. We dropped all the popcorn on his crotch area. I picked it up piece by piece because a chance to "cock-graze" presented itself. He has huge.
After the movie, we laughed about the incident. He teased me saying I toppled the popcorn bucket purposely. Of course it was an accident, but maybe he noticed what I did back there. So I had to come back with "yeah, and felt you up while at it". There was a big smile on his face.
We said our goodbyes we each got a cab. This is how we started our "long-term casual sort of relationship".
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NonfiksiAfter having ended a five-year domestic relationship, I find myself lost in the dense and confusing jungle of single-hood. Every chapter is a memoir of my wild encounters on modern-day dating. Let me share with you some of the highs and lows but al...