Obligatory first + long story disclaimer. This is about a fun hookup that took place at the end of summer. I haven’t been able to get this experience or this guy out of my head, so I’m writing my first gonewild story in the hopes this gets it out of my system…
Not to start the story off on a downer, but this summer was rough. I called off my engagement with the man I used to think was “the one.” Our bedroom was dying, if not totally dead, and when we did have sex, it was predictable, boring, and unsatisfying. I felt suffocated and bored in my relationship and was deeply unhappy.
After I called off the wedding, I had a couple of casual hookups and had a blast. I felt liberated, and they were mostly super positive experiences. If there’s interest, maybe I’ll write up some of my other stories later.
But back to LA. I was there for a few days and had a weekend to kill. Bored and with no plans, I downloaded Bumble, which I hadn’t used in years – you know, that whole monogamy thing. I wrote a profile about being new to town and how I was looking for someone fun and laidback to get drinks with. In hindsight, I’m sure my profile screamed “HEY!!! I’m looking for a hookup!!!”