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It’s Friday Night and I’m at home waiting on my date. Since I’m still waiting, I assume I scared him off.  This has been happening more often. Maybe I'm getting too aggressive.  I’ve been assertive with men my entire life.  I was under the impression that society had changed and it was ok for a woman to talk about sex without being a whore.   Besides, he started it. He contacted me online and since I’m a flirt, I couldn’t resist.

His online photos were so fucking hot my eyes burned just looking at them.  Clearly defined upper body with dark hair and light eyes.  I’ll do dirty, nasty things for a man with dark hair and light eyes. I was excited from the start.  I wanted to see where this would go.  Hopefully straight to the bedroom. This is how it started, straight from the internet chat box:

“Hi there sexy, love your smile and pics,” he wrote.

“Thanks, your pretty sexy yourself and great hard body.”

“I want to make out with you,” he wrote. Who wouldn't want to kiss a complete stranger they just met online, so long as he looked like his picture.

“Really, get me all hot and wet like lava?”

“Yes.”

“Whenever you think you can handle that, you let me know”

“I’m ready now”

“Of course you are.!!  At work til 5.”

“I work till 11”

“Then here’s my number, give me a call”

“how tall are you and where do you live so we can make this happen”

“I'm 5'9. and I live in St. Pete. Why how tall are you? Where are you at? I'll make it happen alright.”

“5 11 pp area can we meet at a neutral site then how big r ur boobs”

“yes and big enough to suck my own nipples”

I love a man who is direct and to the point.

He calls. We talk for over an hour, flirting and chatting about sex. We really hit it off.   He said he couldn’t believe I was single.  He asked if I really like sex as much as I claimed online.  Uh, yeah.  I’m not one of those women to lie about having sex to get a man.  I’m one of those women who simply fucks men.  (Hello, I write a sex blog. Or course I didn’t tell him that.  I have to edit just how much of a sex freak I am sometimes)

By the time we hung up, he only had an hour of work left. He’d call me when he got home so we could hook up.  I hate being stood up. But I hate more thinking I’m going to get a new fuck buddy only for it to fall through.  I don’t get it.  He asked me 20 questions about fucking and my preferences, which is cool, because after the last applicant I want to know what I'm getting into.  But he got intimated.  I talked about sex too much and scared him off.  I know that sounds strange, but he did say I was pretty open about the sex and asked if I talked about it this much with everyone.  Why shouldn’t I be open about sex?  Hell, he asked me online how big my boobs were!!

My problem is that I’m not afraid to tell a man what I want when we fuck.  I’m online looking for a fuck buddy, not a boyfriend, a sugar daddy, a baby daddy or any of that other shit.  I’m looking for a hard cock attached to a man who just wants to talk about sex and fuck.  I don’t want to get to know him, be his friend, lend him money, live with him or even meet his fucking dogs.  I want to use him. This guy got intimidated from me knowing about sex and knowing what I want from a sex partner.  I’m still looking.