Text exchange: X: I really really enjoyed last night after I got over the embarrassment of standing

Text exchange: X: I really really enjoyed last night after I got over the embarrassment of standing on that corner. Me: I’m glad you feel that way X:What enjoyed myself or felt embarrassed? Lol Me: Both X: Both? Both! What do you mean both? Me: Think about it X: You did that on purpose didn’t you? Me: Yep X: God! I can’t believe you! You bribe me into doing things my husband would maybe see as unfaithful, just to make me embarrassed! Me: No that’s not it X: Well why then? Me: How’d you feel before you walked out in that fit-for-a-model outfit? You looked fantastic btw X: Before? What do you mean? Me: Answer the question X: Excited to see that restaurant and you I guess Me: What else? X: What else? I don’t know what you mean! Me: You do. You knew you’d feel embarrassed standing on that corner in public view. Didn’t you? X: What’s that got to do with anything? Me: Think about it and answer the question A couple of minutes pass X: Yes ok! I knew I’d feel embarrassed Me: So why did you do it then, if you knew you’d feel embarrassed? An even longer pause between texts X: Because you asked me to, alright! Me: What I TOLD you to do more accurately. And you like that don’t you? X: Like what? Me: You like doing what I tell you to, don’t you? Twenty minutes pass X: Yes! Alright! Yes I guess I do. This is getting heavy. Me: What hot and heavy? Before she replies I send another text Me: I’ll let than pass for now, but I think we should have an honest conversation. You up for that? A pause, but not so long X: Yeah I guess Me: Guess or want to? Again a couple of minutes indecision from her X: Want to Me: Well say it like you mean it X: I would really like to have an honest conversation with you. There I said it! Happy now? Me: I’m getting there. Tbh you had other things running through your head whist getting ready to meet me didn’t you? A hour goes by.. X: OK so what if I did! We’re both grownups, I was bound to have ‘other things’ in my head. What woman wouldn’t? Me: Tell me what those ‘other things’ were then, if you want to have an honest conversation Hours go by, which is good: it means she’s seriously thinking about ‘confessing’, then: X: OK, you’re right, we SHOULD talk about this. I guess what was on my mind was: Here’s this older guy, attractive older guy, who talks to me for weeks, is really supportive, becomes a friend really. But sometimes I feel a definite undercurrent.. But no flirting, no touching. In fact I must say, you treat me like a perfect gentleman. But there’s still something else going on beneath. We go out for dinner, against my better judgement. Like a date really. I think “this is it - he’ll come on to me tonight” - but still nothing! I can’t work you out, it goes round in my head, doesn’t he find me attractive or something? Maybe I’m just not his type? Then I curse myself, think “I’m a married woman with a child, you shouldn’t even be wondering whether another man finds you attractive!” But it gets worse! I let you buy me clothes! Really expensive, sexy clothes and let you take me out again!! What was I thinking?! You obviously know what - I’m thinking he wants to get into my pants! The second date. I’m certain - absolutely certain - that’s what’ll happen! But still no come on! I loved last night, the clothes, the food, being treated like a lady - you’re so good to be with, but still I question your motives. And my own. What is it you want from me? Me: Thank you for your honesty. I know we’ve talked deeply, in the past, but it was very brave of you to share so much of yourself. I’m proud of you! Now if you really want to know what I have been thinking about you you’ll have to agree to another date. Tonight. Would you like that? X: You know I would, especially if you’re gonna finally open up to me! Me: Good girl! However, there are conditions. Do you accept? X: Conditions!? God you’re so controlling! What conditions? Me: Controlling? I thought we already covered that: you like being told what to do by me. You do trust me yes? X: Yes, you know I do! Me: Good girl! Then you accept? X: Yes! Yes ok, I accept your conditions. Me: Marvellous! Then I’ll pick you up at 9, outside the gym, after your workout. More instructions to follow. I’m really, really looking forward to seeing and talking to you tonight! X: Despite everything so am I! Me: Great but make sure you follow the instructions I send later. That’s important. X: Bloody instructions! But ok, your wish is my command! Me: Perfect answer. C u @ 9! I knew her gym routine. Crosstrainer warmup, aerobic weights, hard cardio, warmdown. I’d ‘arranged’ for the MOST absolutely slutty dress from the boutique to be in her locker, along with Fuck Me shoes and an evening clutch containing striking makeup, when she finished exercising. I’d sent simple instructions to her phone: “Put on all the items in your locker, send me a selfie, then leave everything else in the locker, including your old life and come outside!” And that’s EXACTLY what she did! -- source link

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