A Fantasy - Hot Hook Up
One Evening Only
She is the one you walk past without noticing or looking back.
She wasn’t always. At one point in time, you would have at least noticed her. Then you would have weighed up if she was worth pursuing. Maybe you would have bought her a drink, asked her on a date or had a winning combination of intellect and looks, so taken her home.
She has now lost her my ‘come fuck me’ gaze because she knows it no longer had the power it once had.
You notice her at the bar ordering a drink and feeling quite uneasy about this new adventure. You are not too young and on the hunt for a pulse or a ‘last drinks’ lady. You want something that is interesting, but also a woman you have to work for. A woman you need experience and talent to please. A woman who has been there and done that, on many fronts, many years ago. A woman who is looking to try again but is not interested in a relationship. A woman who wants to know her worth again and has a pretty open and unfiltered view as to what this may look like.
You see her sitting there and something about her strikes you. You raise a topic of personal interest to you- Renee Descartes and philosophy, Khe Sanh and the importance of military families, bisexuality and performance for power play, Irish heritage with the strong desire for a drink or even straight laced monogamy with a high earning potential kicker. Each one has won her in the past and none of them will again. It is the passion she is looking for. Someone who can open her eyes to a new way of being, thinking and feeling.
You know you can do this for her and in return, she will be yours for one evening only. You know you opportunity, to live in her book as someone who proved to her she was worthy again and to yourself that, you can please the most experienced. If you can’t, never fear. It was one evening only.
She wasn’t always. At one point in time, you would have at least noticed her. Then you would have weighed up if she was worth pursuing. Maybe you would have bought her a drink, asked her on a date or had a winning combination of intellect and looks, so taken her home.
She has now lost her my ‘come fuck me’ gaze because she knows it no longer had the power it once had.
You notice her at the bar ordering a drink and feeling quite uneasy about this new adventure. You are not too young and on the hunt for a pulse or a ‘last drinks’ lady. You want something that is interesting, but also a woman you have to work for. A woman you need experience and talent to please. A woman who has been there and done that, on many fronts, many years ago. A woman who is looking to try again but is not interested in a relationship. A woman who wants to know her worth again and has a pretty open and unfiltered view as to what this may look like.
You see her sitting there and something about her strikes you. You raise a topic of personal interest to you- Renee Descartes and philosophy, Khe Sanh and the importance of military families, bisexuality and performance for power play, Irish heritage with the strong desire for a drink or even straight laced monogamy with a high earning potential kicker. Each one has won her in the past and none of them will again. It is the passion she is looking for. Someone who can open her eyes to a new way of being, thinking and feeling.
You know you can do this for her and in return, she will be yours for one evening only. You know you opportunity, to live in her book as someone who proved to her she was worthy again and to yourself that, you can please the most experienced. If you can’t, never fear. It was one evening only.
