This is part 1 of a story of me meeting someone from Match.

There was something about being in my late 30’s. Maybe it was the hormones or maybe it was the fact that I had been stuck in a loveless marriage for the past few years and was jumping back into the dating scene after close to 15 years. But whatever it was, i was seemingly horny and insatiable all the time. So, when I finally took the plunge and jumped onto some dating apps, i wasn't sure what to expect. But i knew i wanted some action, and soon. What i did find was surprising. First off, there were a lot of duds. I recognized i was no longer the twenty something i was the last time i dated. Yes, i had a few wrinkles and some grey hairs but i still felt i was attractive with 44DD breasts; a sexy soft ass; and some nice curves. However, many of the matches i was being met with looked old enough to be my grandfather with beer bellies and not much substance to boot. I did connect with a few guys on the apps - guys that seemed promising, but then the messages quickly turned from "What do you do for fun?" to "Here's what I'd do to you" and the sexting commenced. My ex and I had never sexted, so this was fun, flirty and turning me on. But that's all they were - messages - that never led to anything or any actual meetups.

So, at the urging of my single and dating friends, I set my filters down to attract some slightly younger men. And that's when i came across him.. He was just a few years younger and his profile intrigued me. Not only was he attractive, he was intelligent and definitely had a sense of humor. And from his pics, i could tell he was a bit of a blue collar guy who was good with his hands. I took the plunge and decided to message him and he responded shortly thereafter. We hit it off with the messages and he definitely did have a sense of humor. The next day, we continued to message, and I wanted to meet this guy, sooner than later, before it turned into another go-nowhere sexting fling.

I had already arranged another date for this weekend, but as it got closer it seemed like things were fizzling out quickly and they wouldn’t show. The night before the date was quiet and the day of it was complete radio silence.

After spending all day cleaning my apartment, shaving everything off , showering, picking out an outfit horny as hell thinking I was gonna have a hot date with the person I had planned to for weeks and being left on unread for over a day. I figured I was free that evening, so what the heck? I asked him if he could meet up and he said he could. Now, i panicked a bit! I was a mix of nervous, excited, and definitely horny. I wore a cute little outfit – a cute summer dress with heels - with lacy red bra and matching lace thong panties...just in case.

We had agreed to meet at a local bar not far from my place that I felt comfortable in. We shared photos so we knew what each other were wearing.
"Cali?” He asked as I approached him, . He was tall, about six feet tall with a close cropped haircut and matching close cropped beard. He was definitely cute and with a nice smile to match!

We walked back to the table he had already gotten, and he put his hands on my hips as I walk in front of him I instantly began to tingle from his touch. We began making small talk along the way and as we sipped out drinks. Our, conversation was about families, travel, work - the usual first date stuff. Both I and He were somewhat introverted and a bit shy, but I eased up as the glass of wine hit me and the conversation flowed even more freely after that. After drinks, we decided to walk along the canal, but after only a few minutes, the heat began to get to me.

"Wanna go back to my truck?" He asked, motioning towards his nice, large pickup truck in the nearby parking lot.

"Sure," I responded.

We continued talking there for a little while longer. Looking at the clock, knew i should be headed back home soon...but also didn't know how to end the date when He, noticing me getting ready to end the date, simply asked "Mind if I kiss you?"