Here I am again, sitting in my usual coffee shop, trying to figure out what had gone wrong last night. I am pretty bored, since that threesome with Chocky and Marc. My sex life hasn't really been fulfilling following that amazing day. If I am honest with myself, that experience had forced me to reconsider a lot about how I had approached sex so far.

I took a little sip on my coffee.

I mean don't get me wrong. They both are good looking, but their looks didn't make it so special. It was really the way they behaved. Since I have met Chockyy I felt comfortable with her, but Marc was also so kind and you could really see that his own pleasure was just in the back of his mind. Everything he did that day was to make sure we had a great time and I don't think he did it because of him being a sub of Chocky. I genuinely think he is that type of person. He was selfless and at no point was he pushy or demanding. I don’t say that he is some sort of wimp. I think the way he is around other people makes him interesting and in my eyes more of a man than that lazy excuse of a date I had yesterday with this so-called alpha male Steve.

I turn a page of the magazine I am not reading.

Chocky and Marc are the sort of people I should spend my time with. Instead I am lamenting about Steve that he was really not worth my time or any woman that has an ounce of self respect for that matter. I am really on the verge of being done forever with guys like him. He has qualities that are undeniable. I will give him that. He looks like a model that waits to be discovered. His jawline, the way his eyes lay on you like you are some sort of prey and a body like his day job is lifting weights. I am not idealizing him at all. I am also not a size queen, but he is packing down there like he’s out to do some damage to be honest. All that being said, since that threesome my view, but also my expectations when it comes to sex has radically changed. Before that day I was like Steve. Sex was a one dimensional experience that I enjoyed and even was a bit addicted to. Now I see it as something completely different. So many different senses, feelings and moments come together to make it an unbelievable experience.

I try to pinpoint the moment I should have told Steven that I am not looking for someone like him. Let's say that the moment I had seen his pictures he was already halfway gonna make something happen. I think that I should have started to feel suspicious when the messages were already feeling like a let down. Usually I am not giving text messages a lot of importance. I see them just as a way to find out who I am going to meet with and set up the first date. Steve was writing like a typical player and he didn't write anything that I felt made him interesting as a person. He presented himself, I mean his body, he gave several hints to the fact that he was packing and invited me to his standard stops that were supposed to make me crave to see the inside of his apartments. The place he took me for dinner wasn’t special and I am pretty sure it was the proximity to his home that had been the determining factor that made us land there. I am myself not the most interesting person and I have a lot of flaws like everyone else, but never has anyone made me feel like a date was a burden that had to be surmounted to get to it, like Steve did.

For some reason I followed his lead like he had impressed me and I lied to myself, this couldn’t get any worse. At least have some nice sex before reconsidering my approach to hook ups, we had never entered the realm of possible relationship after all.

I was walking behind him and I was ready to leave without getting naked if he was continuing to behave like a douche. He opened the door of his apartment and I was starting to wonder what was wrong with this guy. Unsurprisingly it wasn’t cleaned up. It was not total chaos, but how was he able to take a shower, get ready for a date and not think for a second he should clean up his place. He took my hand and pulled me towards him. He tried to give me a kiss and I slightly turned my head.

“Is something wrong? I am so horny right now, should I get you something to drink before we start?”

“Yes please could you also open a window?”

“It is a bit cold, don’t you think?”

I shook my head saying no, but he was right. At this point air seemed more important to me. I asked how he had imagined this would go down today. He was pretty convinced of his idea. I could hear that out of his voice. So his perfect continuation of our marvelous date was that we would get naked and since he was already hard I could suck a little bit on his dick to get in the mood and then I could receive a good “pounding” that would make me cum a ridiculous amount of times. He wasn’t done in his fantasies world. After making me cum multiple times and having me shake he would cum hard in me and make me feel something I had never felt before.

He was in front of me with a big smile. He had done it, my mouth was open and I collected myself to even think of an answer. He wasn’t joking with me. He truly believed what he had just told me.

“What about protection?”

“Don’t you take a pill or something.”

“No, I mean protection like a condom.”

“Oh I don’t like those, we don’t need those. I don’t have a sickness.”

“Are you serious?”

“I mean I don’t know about you, but I am clean!”

“OK, tell me at least you have a magical tongue while giving head?”

“What do you mean, I don’t give head.”

“Excuse me you wanted me to blow you before fucking me without protection and you don’t give head?”

“I don’t do that, for what reason? I make you cum with my dick.”

I was flabbergasted, he wasn’t playing around, he just told me what was on his mind. He was good looking, but was I the one he had chosen to try with literally zero effort. That was not gonna happen. I was starting to boil inside. I didn’t know him well, but he had definitely touched the wrong button.

“Steve, go over to the couch and take off everything that isn’t supposed to be on it off.”

“What? Why are you now so angry all of a sudden?”

“Steve, you caused that. I will give you one chance and you better listen to every single word I tell you or I turn around and we will never see each other again! Do you understand me?”

“Yes yes calm down let's get to it then.”

“Steve, you better treat me like a goddess if you want me to stay more than a minute here.”

“What are you talking about, I am not into that kind of stuff.”

“OK, no problem at all. I won’t make you do something you are not into. It was nice to meet you Steve. Please do me a favor and become a different human being.”

“Wait, we are already here, everything is going great, what happened, is it my place?”

“Steve I am not in the mood right now, I am offering the only thing that I imagine could change that.”

“Yes but I am not into that.”

“Steve, that is fine, I won’t do something with you that you are not into. Have a nice day!”

“Are you gonna leave me here like that?”

“Steve, I gave you a choice. I won't force you to do something you are not into.”