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How we met- from heather.
How we met- from heather.
When I met Randall at one of my famous myspace parties, I was sure I had him pegged in the first 5 minutes. "He's an ass, he probably lives off daddy's money, and he sounds like he's looking for a trophy woman," was my first and foremost thoughts, and I spent most of that evening trying to avoid him. I didn't realize it then, but what came off as arrogant and egotistical was really just a bad mix of misunderstood sarcasm and nervousness.
My best friend talked to me about him afterward, and after a failed attempt at trying to convince her that I was SURE he was not just joking when he said "I want a woman who I can keep in the closet and take her out when I want to impress people", I hesitantly said I would give him another chance.
The next day, I checked the myspace group that we were all regular posters in, and there was a long (I mean LOOONG) post of his thoughts about the evening (including mentioning that everytime he tried to talk to me I backed away) and everything that had happened to him afterward (getting pulled over on the way home was the most memorable.) It was so long, that no one read it. No one except me. I not only read it, but I responded with an equally long tirade about him. I guess that was the olive branch he was looking for, and he messaged me right after. I invited him over again, only at my best friends assurance that he was really a cool person who had just made a bad first impression, and he came. We talked for hours in my apartment, and I began to realize that he wasn't egotistical at all, just sarcastic and kind of shy. About half way through the evening, I decided I wanted him.
I could tell by his body language that he was definatly interested, but he didn't make ANY moves on me, no effort to get closer even though I was sending out all the obvious signals equal to "come here now!". That just made me want him more. Finally I couldn't wait any longer, and I think I said something along the lines of "how would feel if I offered you sex-no strings?" He told me that he had only had sex with 2 other people in his life, but between them he had had ALOT of sex, and then took a three year refrain from all sex "just because". He was getting offers, he just didn't accept any of them. I didn't believe him. I think my exact words were "you're full of shit", but it still made me want him that much more.
I have to say, I'm not used to being turned down for sex. And here was this guy who I was basically trying to convince to sleep with me. He finally caved (although he DID put up a good 2 hour fight) and afterward....
lets just say this: I've been around the block. I've been with girls and boys, doms and subs and everything in between, but this one.... it was the best sexual experience I'd ever had. Thank GOODNESS for porn, because thats where he learned most of his tricks, but he knew EXACTLY what I wanted and how I wanted it. He was BORN to be a dom.
After that, we continued seeing other people, and there was even a guy I was more interested in then him, but the more we saw of each other, the more I wanted HIM. He wasn't a swinger when I met him, but he has always been very supportive of the fact that I have been and will always be a swinger. He's even gotten a bit into the whole lifestyle, which I think is awesome.
Seriously folks, if I could, I would write him a personal letter of reccomendation and send it out to everyone I know- complete with a little gold seal from the governer and everything. Something that good is just too awesome NOT to share.