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Blogs > FriendlyFun4440 > Musings and Bewilderment

The Valentines Day Incident  

FriendlyFun4440 68M
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2/14/2015 8:09 am
The Valentines Day Incident

So...spending Friday the 13th(uh huh...should have known) at the local Country-Western night club dancing spot and not much exciting is happening...as usual.
In walks this tall young(later find out she is 52-perfect) striking beauty. Cautiously circling like an old Great White Shark, I watch and confirm she is alone, is moving in her seat to the music and I strike....muhaaaa...
Would you care to dance? Yes, and we on the floor. She likes dancing and my smooth no pressure debonair<b> witty </font></b>banter. I learned that from all the REAL James Bond movies--Sean Connery.
After several hours of on and off dancing.....I don't lurk around the table after dances. She asks me, will you stay here? Um..ok, I let her talk me into staying. A little later, it's after midnight-waaay past my going home time and we decide to go to my place. Finally, gonna be smiling in the morning...
Remember, the saying, If it looks too good to be true-it probably is.
Relaxing at home, we get rid of bothersome clothes, cuddle, smooch and get sweaty....then without any noticeable glitch, she stops the action, puts on clothes and is out the door. I am somewhat bewildered.....but, make it a point to never try to stop a woman from leaving. After all, I wouldn't want her to stay if she didn't want to.
No fun that. So, this morning, I am not blissfully smiling in the grateful afterglow.
Instead I am sitting in my underwear scratching my head, bewildered and asking my best friend Blake the Used Parrot...what the hell happened? He is no help. He just sits there, doing the morning peanut squawk dance. He gets peanuts and is content. I am still scratching making a new bald spot.

My thoughts: a person who is more than half-a-century old resident of this planet should know what they want and follow tru .....as contrasted to the sudden unexpected(by me anyways) change in the expected course of the evening.

Your thoughts on this bewilderment?

FriendlyFun4440 68M

2/15/2015 9:25 am

 LOL........aw, hell. I thought it was because I was so smooth and deboner.
Sometimes it gets too real...for squirrels.

Would be nice to meet a sane level headed horny slender big breasted, thick nippled, deep throating, sexy nypho multi-O waxed pussy, large pendulous lipped, huge clited NORMAL woman.

Jeez....not really asking for much.


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