Stereotypes pave the way of men to be thought of as the ones who pick up a girl, use her for sex, and send her packing. Typically their pleasure is all that's on their mind instead of the girl's.
I got to experience the other side of that for the first time last night and it makes me feel so used and dirty that I can't stop thinking about it. But in a good way. A really hot way.
So I went to a friend's birthday dinner last night. We ate, had some drinks, and relocated to a hookah bar for more drinks and some hookah, clearly.
A friend of his wasn't able to make dinner, but came to the hookah bar. I'd never met her before but when she walked in I was floored. Incredibly sexy brunette, in a short shirt with a killer body. Her ass was a thing of beauty, and she has curves in all the right places. Think Adrianne Palicki. Damn.
Anyway, I had an empty chair next to me so she sat there.
We flirted through the night, we bought each other a drink and as the night wound down we drunkenly started telling each other dirty things.