Worst ever?  

imshyshesnot 46M/45F
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6/15/2005 3:16 pm

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Worst ever?


I can't help, from time to time, thinking about a girl I got to know intimately way back when. In some ways, I look back on our (brief, yet never-ending) time together fondly, as it brings a rueful smile to my face...and keeps me humble...
I was new in college and eager to meet women...as many willing women as I could (no surprise for a young college man). I just happened across a girl who was willing to let me take her out. It was the worst date I've ever had! I thought things weren't too bad until she spotted one of her friends and his buddy at a different table and went to say "hi". Twenty minutes later, she reappeared saying she was ready for dessert (had barely started her meal). I was angry but being somewhat civil and naive, I ordered us dessert...of course, she didn't touch it either...
When I was pulling up to her place she said I should come and get the coat I had left there earlier. It happened that her roommate was home so we introduced ourselves. She didn't ask about the date as, I think, she could tell how it went. Coincidentally, I found out the roommate was also "miffed" at my date, which may have been a key reason for why I ended up staying for more "dessert"...
Out of spite and curiosity, we went to her room. It didn't take long for me to find out that that was not a great idea either.
We started out with a little foreplay and I knew things weren't going well when I thought she fell asleep during oral sex. She didn't say anything, start breathing heavy or move...even a little. I was worried I was not "good" with what I was doing and asked if she was enjoying it. She said "very much", but still didn't move. I was just about to stop when she said "I'm ready now", which I thought meant she was getting close, but apparently didn't because she (rather abruptly) got up to get a condom for me. She lay back down on the carpet (no mattress), spread her legs (keeping them flat on the floor), clasped her hands behind her head and said "hurry, I'm ready" I entered her and got no reaction (yes, I'm used to that...), after a while when there was still no signs of movement, I started thrusting a little harder (in spite of the rug burn) just to get some indication of life. I talked to her to see if she was at least enjoying this part of it, to which she said "it's good". The worst part of the whole thing is she kept her eyes open the entire time...I couldn't even tell if she blinked or not.
At this point I was trying to get done as quickly as I could, just so I could end the evening (and the pain in my knees) and get home to some kind of sanity...but the more I looked at her not moving (or blinking), the longer I lasted. It seemed like an eternity, but I think I willed myself to completion after 25 minutes of straight thrusting (I haven't lasted that long since). My whole body was sore...I thought, at one point, I would never finish (or would end up faking that I had)!
When I finally reached the end, I rolled onto my back in order to catch my breath and collect myself for a moment. She took her hands from behind her head, looked at me and said "thanks"...then she got dressed and went to the couch to watch television.
I took that as my hint we were finished. I got dressed and we were saying our "goodnights" to each other when the first girl (my date) came out of her room. She looked at us and with a smirk asked if we had enjoyed ourselves...I lied and said it was the most fun I'd had in a long time (which pleased the roommate, as she invited me back the following week).
Against my better judgement, I ended up returning (curiosity killed the cat) to see if things would go any differently...they didn't, of course. The only thing that did change...she blinked...twice (for this, and so many other reasons, I'm glad I met my wife...at least she's loud enough to give me the impression I'm doing something right...).

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