1 Guy, 2 Little Stories With a Moral
June 14th, 2007 by Charla
I swear that I date primarily in the hope of meeting a soulmate. I’m not just researching for flirtysomething…swear. That’s what makes flirtysomething different from all other sites. It was created from the inside out. By an inveterate online dater. Me. Combined with it doesn’t suck!
Therefore, because all of the above is true…I have a couple of recent date stories to share. Same guy. Met him on Match. We’d actually communicated a year ago. Then I spotted him on Match again recently and sent him a note. The rest you may read below. Will keep the stories brief. And you can draw your own conclusions.
Moreover, please send a few of your own dating vignettes my way. And your comments, too.
1. First time in long time, little tingly feeling accompanied light lip kiss goodnight. That was our first date. We met at the beach in Huntington. Had a couple of drinks. Nice guy. Cute New York accent. Good talker. Marches to his own tune. Self-sufficient. 65 or thereabouts. Not bad to look at. When the check came, I offered to contribute, and he accepted. Then we walked to the parking lot. I drove him to a further parking lot. Before alighting, he leaned over and I leaned over, our lips bumped, then they kissed briefly. The kiss opened up possibilities. So we booked a second date.
2. He came over. We took a walk and ducked into a neighborhood Thai restaurant. Enjoyed a light repast. I didn’t bring my wallet and am feeling slightly outside of the whole situation rather than into it. Returned to my place. We sat on the rug in my office and played a little Scrabble. He and I were both tired. I learned a little about his responsibilities and life and I suppose he learned about mine. The possibilities seemed to narrow with discovery. Our kiss goodnight this time, on the sidewalk outside my apartment, was awkward and produced no sparks. In the aftermath, we have not booked a third date.
The moral: When you’re of a certain age and no longer biologically compelled to blend, chemistry becomes so much more elusive and essential.
