[FM] drunkenly fooling around with a friend’s date

Not really his date, more like his crush.

I became friends with Barry this past year through the bar scene. We’re both into the same stuff, are in a similar phase of life, and are huge flirts.

When I’m out with Barry we usually go out just the two of us and see what happens. This often involves meeting strangers, dancing, drinking, and going back to someone’s place to keep the party going.

My friend’s band was playing that night and this time, Barry texted he was gonna bring someone he’d been talking to. All good.

The spot’s a local bar where there’s a really cool regular crowd, but in a downtown city so you always get people coming in from different areas. Two floors with a backyard & live music or a DJ on each one. I got there earlier and chatted with some people I knew, getting the drinking started.

Barry messaged that he was there so I worked my way to the entrance to say hi and was stunned to meet his crush/date Zara. She’s gorgeous, 5’2″, and dressed provocatively – patterned top, tight leather skirt, and fishnet stockings underneath. You could immediately tell she liked to party and there was this incredible electricity the second we made eye contact.

I didn’t think we had chemistry but that didn’t stop us from fucking in her car later that night [MF] [M31] [F25]

(ended up long af so skip to *** for the naked stuff)

I’m brand new to being single after ending a long-term relationship. So I’m still refining my sense of when people are into me or not

Anita and I matched and had some banter, but you know how the apps are. Sometimes there are days between replies. We randomly started to vibe when she said cookie butter was her favorite ice cream flavor

me: i didn’t even know cookie made a butter

her: Anything can make a butter if you put your mind to it

me: my mind went to turnips

me: dont ask me why

her: Gross but possible

me: wanna get turnip butter on friday

her: i think i would rather eat dirt

me: wanna get dirt on friday

her: hmmm tempting :)

me: i hear [bar in major city nearby] has good dirt

me: also beer which i will be drinking

me: and jazz which i hear both dirt and beer thoroughly enjoy

her: sounds sick im in

taking my client’s red thong off minutes after we ditched our thurd wheel [MF]

of course my first post EVER i typo the headline…. oops!

i’ve loved these stories and have been thinking about what i’d say if i ever share mine. hope a couple of you enjoy – m

(feedback also welcome)
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i was still in the phase of my career where i was lying about my age. i was 24 and say im 33, so clients were less likely to get annoyed by a recent college grad telling them how to spend millions

it helped that i was cocky (which they mistook for confidence), had a good vocabulary (which they mistook for knowledge), and married (which they mistook for wisdom)

on this trip i’m pretty sure i’m the only person flying in from my company (there may have been 1 techy dude from our team). this trip was to houston as part of some workshop a client exec was running. to me, his initiative felt like an excuse to buy a bunch of technology and feel like a hot shot. but whatever, they were spending

i land and start texting with my direct contact, heather, who i had gotten cool with recently. aka, we randomly partied in vegas at a conference. shes at dinner with her team and charitably invited me to join.