Along Came Jay

You know those times when a guy seems great but then you spoke too soon? Well this is one of those stories, and it honestly just reminds me why I don't get excited over a guy anymore.

So he was a Tinderfella, but special enough to get his own post! His name was Jay. After meeting on Tinder and talking on the phone, we set up a date. I was actually really nervous meeting him because talking to him on the phone was so easy. We got along really well, and had the same sense of humor. For me that is somewhat rare, because I have a very dry sense of humor that requires just common sense. It can sound mean at times but it's just how I joke around and not all guys get that. (Vaga just refers to them as a pussy if they can't take it) Well he got my humor, and I was so nervous to meet him that I almost took something to calm my nerves, because my anxiety was through the roof. FYI I rarely get anxious/anxiety over anything, especially a guy. All my friends know that I'm the last person to be like "omg I'm going out with this great guy tonight". And when I have said that, I am always proven why I never say it.

Moving on, I pulled up to his place and he got in the car and stayed with me until I found parking. I thought it was a nice gesture and made him seem like a pretty decent guy. We went up to his place then went out for dinner and drinks. It was a really fun night and I slept over. Now one thing you'll notice as I talk about a first dates, I usually sleep with someone on the first date. I will make a separate post about this, just in case you were wondering. So I spent the night and the sex was pretty damn good. He was a tall guy, I think 6 ft if I remember correctly, and his package was very proportionate. He was attractive, great sense of humor, good sex, good job, his own place, and he made me breakfast the next morning. What wasn't there to get excited about?! Well we went on about 2 or 3 times after that every weekend. The sex got better each time too, which was a huge plus.

Side note, if a girl tells you to be as rough as you want, seriously take advantage of that! We aren't trying to feed your ego to reassure that you're the man, we are telling you to act and fuck like one. For girls who like rough sex, smack our ass til its red from your handprint, pull our hair until we can no longer fight back, and for gods sake wrap your hand around our throats. It is such a huge turn on and something we love. So if a girl says, hey be as rough as you want, just do it, otherwise she will tell her girlfriends about what a little pussy you were and couldn't follow simple directions.

So after those dates I didn't hear from him for about two weeks. I was a little pissed and didn't understand it. I actually opened up to this guy and allowed myself to actually like him. I wouldn't say hurt but disappointed. So, I just went on with my life and brushed it off as lesson learned. Well, once he contacted me I was torn. I wanted to see him, but I didn't want him to think that what he did was ok either. When he asked me how I had been I replied with, "well hey haven't heard from you in about two weeks, nice to know you're alive" and like I said we shared the same humor so he just said something sarcastic back. Vaga wanted the D, because the one person I hooked up with in those two weeks, just wasn't any good and I wanted good sex. Against my better judgement Vaga took over and went to go see him.

The sex was better than before and we did the same thing went out to eat and drink. One night he even invited me over and cooked me dinner. It was nice and call me quick to jump to conclusions, but for a second I thought, "Damn I could get used to this, this is pretty nice". I'm not getting any younger and after being in a 9 year relationship, that's where your head is. You don't think about being promiscuous all the time, well at least when you think you found someone worthy of changing your mind. After that date, the following weekend I was headed up north to see Tia.

This is where I actually got mad. I went to show Tia a picture of him and come to find he added more pictures up on his Tinder account. Now you only upload pictures for one thing, to get more pussy. Now I know what you're thinking "It's a dating site used mainly for hooking up Sarah, what do you expect!" Well I thought differently. The next time I saw him it was our typical date, but after we had sex, I was getting dressed and he said, "well since we aren't using protection I hope you aren't having sex with other people" I got mad and as I was pulling up my underwear and putting on my jeans I said "you know it's really funny you say that, because I went to show my friend a picture of you and noticed you put up new ones, and you only put up new pictures for one thing, I'm not stupid just be honest". He looked at me and said, "I didn't like my profile picture, and it is a dating site, are you upset?" Like every woman on the planet even though i was, I am very good at hiding my actual feelings and said not at all, it was just on my mind. My brother had dropped me off so I said hey walk me down, he always walked me out. Like a bitch he said not this time, I went to the door pissed as hell and got mad because I couldn't figure out his lock, Yes it was a little funny. He kissed ass as soon as he saw I was upset about that.

I saw him one more time after that and then he just stopped texting me. I haven't spoken to him for about a month now, and I'm not going to. Sure I still have his number saved in my phone, but that's only because I know not to answer or I know to just be a complete bitch about why he all of a sudden is reaching out to me. Whenever he saw me he would say things like 'hey I missed your face come here' and would grab my face with both hands and kiss me in a really cute way. It was the little stuff that I started to like. I haven't had someone act like that towards me in a very long time. It was nice while it lasted but once he stopped contacting me, I said fuck that. I had warned him, "I'm not an easy person to get to know, so I'm sorry if I seem distant, it's just gonna take me awhile". Well I guess he couldn't deal with it, and I'm glad. I'm growing into who I want to be and I'm more focused than ever on what I want to do with my life.

Sometimes a guy disappearing from your life is just a blessing in disguise....don't look at every failed dating scenario as a bad thing, Look at it as an opportunity realize something about yourself that you wouldn't have discovered if they stayed around.