I was in my early thirties and went to Denver on an interview. It went bad and was turned down. On the way back to the airport the cab driver saw that I was depressed and suggested we stop for a drink, my flight was delayed so we had about four hours.
At the bar, a noname place, he got friendly and suggested that what I needed was attention, and since I didn’t have a reason to go back that night, stay at his place.
By attention he meant s*****. Between being scared and interested, I let him do things to me. It was only after that I returned the favor. Pushed to it, I let him ride my back and do me. I woke up still naked in his arms.
Stay the week, what the hell. Seems like you need a little attention. For a week I stayed at this apartment, for a week we had s** of every kind. He was intent on teaching me, things I didn’t know about myself. I went from fear to offering myself to him, from turning my eyes, to holding his c*** in my hand. From holding my breath to outright making out and kissing. I heard it, many times, ‘see you like this’. I did.