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Deceitful Encounter
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Deceitful Encounter I mentioned in an earlier blog that I've never had any luck with these websites in the past. Thinking back on my experiences, that is not entirely true. Several years ago I signed for a different site, just testing the waters and see if there were any hot local girls who were looking for the same thing as me. Within a day of signing , I started talking this girl who lived in one of the surrounding cities. We chatted back and fourth for a couple of days and everything seemed be going well. We seemed have a lot in common; she wasn't looking for anything serious, was funny, very open about sex and what she wanted. On day 2 of chatting, she started sending neck-down nudes. say that her nudes were HOT would be an understatement. Even without seeing her face, I was pretty certain that she could get it. I was SO excited! I quickly obliged her requests for some pics of myself. Man, she knew the right things say make feel good and get excited... On day 3 or 4 of chatting I decided that it was time for action. I told her that I was home alone and had the day to myself. She sent me her address, followed by "come fuck me". I jumped in the shower, shaved, brushed my teeth, put on my best cologne and flew out the door. I can't even begin to describe the feeling as I drove to that address. After being with only one woman for many years, this was so exciting. I have to admit, I had a lingering feeling of guilt about what I was about to do. I pulled out her nudes again to weigh whether it was worth the risk or not... Definitely, I decided, as I noticed myself getting a semi. The town where she lived was about a 40 minute drive from my house. I stopped at a convenience store off of the beaten path to buy condoms without risking running into anyone that I knew. I made sure to with cash and throw away the receipt so there was no evidence. I got more and more excited with every passing mile. After turning off of the highway and traveling down several miles of gravel road, I pulled into the driveway of the address she had sent . I opened my messaging app and double checked make sure I was in the right place. I was. I sat in the driveway and looked around for a minute. The lawn was grown and quite messy. I was sitting at a single-wide trailer that looked like it was 30+ years old and poorly maintained. Now, I don't think of myself as super judgy...I wasn't raised with a lot of myself, but I've done quite well for myself as an adult. I reasoned with myself that, as long as it was clean on the inside and, more importantly, SHE was clean, then it was fine. Besides, those pics...they were so hot...and there is definitely a level of hotness that allows you overlook details. It's like the "hot, smart, not crazy" matrix, you can only pick . "I'm here" I texted. "Come inside, take off your clothes, put on the blindfold, and lay on the bed. Don't turn on any lights" was the reply. Now let me interject here and say that I am ALWAYS down for some kinky shit in the bedroom. However, the head on my shoulders was starting get a little blood flow back from the other head, and I started become just the tiniest bit skeptical about what was going on . "Come outside" I said, hoping for a glimpse of her in the sunlight so that I could make sure she looked like the pics she sent me. "I'm inside waiting for you. Just come in and follow the directions. I'm naked." she shot bac We went back and fourth like this for several minutes with begging for her come outside, open the door for me, look out the window; anything so that I could verify that she was who she said she was. But she adamantly refused show her face. Now by this time, I'm picking up on some major red flags and I'm getting annoyed at the<b> games. </font></b>Finally I told her, "look, I've driven a long way and risked a lot to come see you and I'm really excited about it, but if you can't at least come to the window then I'm leaving." She finally agreed to wrap up in a towel and come out on the porch for me to get a quick look "Finally!", I though myself as I started get excited again. If she looked even remotely like the pics she had sent , I was about to fuck the shit out of this girl. I saw the door crack open and my heart started pounding...this was it. I was so ready. It was finally about happen. The door swung open, and there she was... A big, fat, hairy, middle-aged DUDE...shirtless, with athletic shorts on. The door closed as quickly as it had opened. I started my vehicle and left without saying another word. I got several messages that were along the lines of "just come try it once", "you don't know what you're missing out on", "you've already driven this way, you might as well come inside". I was so mad.... of that time and effort, WASTED. Now before anyone judges me, I'm not homophobic. It was just the deceitfulness that pissed me off so much. What if I had simply followed the directions he sent? Simply walked in, got naked, put on a blindfold, and laid on the bed? I got back home feeling like I had dodged a bullet. I threw the condoms away where they would not be found. I deleted my profile from the website, and decided that I didn't want to try my luck with that anymore. I had wasted so much time and hadn't gotten anything out of it. But, here I am. I guess the urge never really goes away, and you take the good with the bad. I'm still here looking for the good. Just know that if I meet someone from here, my skepticism is well-founded. I'd like think that I learned something from that experience, but I guess time will tell. I'd really like know, has anyone else had a similar experience? And what should I do differently prevent being in a situation like this again? Anyways, stay blessed! *This is a true story. You can't make this shit up . |
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