I was tired of my pals mocking me for having been on a prolonged abstinence period (IYKYK and yes, it sucks!). I had a devastating heartbreak in 2021 and since then life had been dull and drab. I was never into casual dating and my heartbreak left me impaired to trust on anyone again. Tired of the jibes that my friend would throw at me and feeling frustrated with my life in general, I finally decided to sign up on a dating app. This time around, I was open to the idea of dating someone casually and see where it goes. After my failed romance with my long time lover, I had started believing that life is all about being spontaneous and not taking oneself too seriously.
I found a good-looking lad. Five days after talking to him, we decided to go to a fancy restaurant for a hearty dinner. I have to tell you that he was a complete charmer. His smile, his hair, his height, his mannerisms – everything about him was just AMAZING! It was hard to dismiss thoughts of envisioning a future with him and having kids that looked just like him. I reminded myself that it was just a first date and we are still in the getting-to-know-each-other phase.
From looking at me intently, holding my hands, asking me boldly what my vital stats were to smiling one of his charming smiles from time to time, it would be an understatement to say that I was attracted to him. In my head I was already imagining what his hands would feel on different parts of my body. The sexual energy between us was palpable indeed.
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I wanted him to ask me to come to his place, and well, this time as if the universe listened to me, he finally did ask me if I would like to come to his place to spend some quality time. Unable to hide my eagerness and excitement, I said to him, “Why not?”
It was a 15-minute drive to his place. His house, where he lived independently, was like a mansion. I had figured it out that he was rich, but didn’t know he was uber wealthy. After a few drinks that he served me with his personal touch, we decided to head to his bedroom. It was spacious and had an inviting feel to it. Eager to explore each other, we skipped foreplay and jumped right into the act. After 3 long years, I was having the best sex of my life. He seemed to know exactly the right spots and with every touch, I was more than willing to surrender myself to him. After two delicious rounds, he straightened up and told me he had a good time.
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What happened thereafter was a series of events that would remain etched in my mind. He then told me rather abruptly that he would like to walk me out. I felt insulted and confused in equal measure. Unable to hide my disgust at his words, he offered to give me an explanation. “I had a good time with you baby doll, but you must know that I don’t do it for free. I always reward my dates (a slight pause)… with money. I treat it as paid sex,” he said impudently.
Needless to say, I was flabbergasted. I couldn’t believe what he had just said. I got out of bed, gave him a nasty, ruthless stare and with whatever courage I could muster up, I told him that he can go to hell. I slammed the door and walked right out of his house.
The experience scarred me. I felt like an object. I hope nobody ever has to go through such an experience again.