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You don't understand! Whew! I had to
get that one out! It has been awhile since I have brought an Erotic
City Flip-side. However I have recently moved back to Atlanta! After
being gone for close to five years I was happy and excited to be
back. Coming out of a bad relationship/marriage that didn't last
long at all! My husband and I were not in the swinging lifestyle.
However I had no idea that I was marrying an unstable emotional
cheater! Who knew? I waited twenty years to get remarried and I marry
him! I am not bashing him, I am only speaking truths! However, it
would have been fine if we had been in the lifestyle than maybe I
would have been okay with him being with other people. However,
since we were not...it was time to get up and walk away!
Well I came back to Atlanta now being
separated and soon to be divorced after two years. I wanted only to
date! Nothing more nothing less. Jumping into the pool of lust was
the last thing I needed nor wanted to do. That seemed to not take me
into the right places. However here comes the boom! After dating
here and there. Meeting some men that really didn't do it for me.
Now I was more into having my mind stimulated. Or should I say I was
always like that, but now even more!
I will call this man “John” I met
John on one of the social media sites I am on. I am always meeting
people on my accounts so this was no surprise. Rather it is business
or personal. I of course make the decisions as to if I am going to
meet the “personal” in person or not.
John and I spoke through the method of
in-boxing here and there. Then John asked me of he could call me.
I told him to leave me his number. John left his number in my inbox.
I was in no rush to call or text John. If men found me interesting
enough to approach me. I asked them to leave their number. I
reached out when I was ready to reach out. You can call it control.
It took me a few days to contact John.
As soon as I contacted John he was ready to meet me ASAP! We had one
conversation, text the next day. Then John was ready to see me.
This was typical of all the men that had the guts, or balls to reach
out to me. I say that because it is much easier in my opinion to
reach out to someone over the computer, behind a phone or some sort
of screen and not in person to many.
At this particular time, and still to
this day. I am not looking for a relationship, love, marriage or
sex. That may seem odd to some. However, when you are on a path of
personal improvement wanting to heal from emotional, mental baggage
and garbage this is what one does. However I was clearly, and I am
still open to meeting men. Of course! I am attracted to them, I
enjoy the company of men, hanging out with men and talking with men.
I wanted to be sure that the man I hang out with or even date
stimulates me intellectually and that we have more than just physical
and sexual attraction.
John had left work and was eager to see
me when he got off. He had told me that he had been working a lot of
overtime and had very few days off. Today was a good day to see me.
Well, I am busy too! However I made some time for John since he made
it a point that I seemed to always be busy. So a late lunch was
planned.
It seemed that John and I would be a
good couple. Meaning that we could be honest and straight forward
with one another. He was very curious about me. As I was about him.
John was also eager to ask questions about my past sex life. So
soon? I had nothing to hide, but jeesh! I said something that seemed
to spark these questions. However I said nothing in regards to sex.
Nor pertaining to sex. This was a flag! A flag that would stay up
from that moment on! John asked me if I was bi-sexual. Well I am
not, neither am I bi-curious. He had began to tell me that he was
sleeping with a woman that was bi-sexual and a model. When he showed
me a picture of her. I was not impressed at all! I saw nothing that
said model, good looking, attractive nor beautiful. I instantly asked
myself....who has she modeled for? John also told me that he was
having an affair with a married woman. My eyebrows raised! Why was
a man who was fairly attractive dating, or should I say having an
affair with a married woman? But I will tell you this. Atlanta at
one time use to be number three in divorce rate. John told me that
she was now pregnant so he was no longer seeing, sexing her. But,
the “model” was his gosee you can say. She was the one that
attended swinger parties with him and was bisexual. So there another
red flag had gone up! He asked me if I was bi because I described
myself as being “eccentric” however not fully knowing that
eccentric has no correlation with sex at all. It simply means, odd,
weird, different. He assumed sexual.
You see, John immediately thought that
I would be a great addition to his circus and he hadn't even gotten
to know me. Though he lied and stated that he loved my writing, my
views, my opinion and how intelligent and different I was. He
enjoyed my style and outlook on life and energy. I hear that a lot.
Of course artist stand out. Well most do! I could see deep inside
John plotting and planning. However I gave no vibes that I wanted to
be with him nor join his cohorts. John was honest, he said that he
was a swinger and loved the lifestyle. I told John this was not a
lifestyle that I indulged in anymore. All because I was too old for
these shenanigans. John was going to be fifty soon, and to me I
thought that was a bit too old to be playing in this arena. Not
saying tht men don't have sex at this age or not players. I just
thought differently of him I guess from the inboxing and conversation
we had. Yes, I told John I had been with a woman. But that didn't
mean that I was looking to get with a woman again!
John was fairly fit, so it seemed. I
mean he was active, not overweight. However, when is enough enough?
It seemed as if John was getting on me for not wanting to be a
swinger anymore. Though he told me that he didn't participate as
much as he use to because he worked so much now. However, the ha ha
thing in this is. John says that he had to stay relevant in the
community and at least participate here and there. Later I would
come to find out that John was very vain and cocky because he hosted
ten inches. I guess that is impressive for a lot of horny women.
I go to hang out at Johns house. Why
because I was comfortable to do so. I didn't feel threatened of any
sort. Of course he tried me, tried to hit on me in a sexual way more
than twice. But I refused! I just met the man! I wasn't looking
for a bed fellow! But apparently John was because his ex married
lover was now off the market. However he was tiring of the “model”
because she begged and asked him to come have sex with him. Again I
wasn't impressed. Swinging was no longer appealing to me as it once
was. The reason was because most of the people that were in this
life got so consumed, for some it was like a drug. For the men that
were addicted to this lifestyle I found out later were having a hard
time maintaining an erection. Some would get to these parties and
were drunk and couldn't get it up! Some were stoned on so much more
than just alcohol. Again I say some. Keep in mind in this elite
tight circle. Drugs were plenty! Of course! It was an open orgy!
Of course the host, if the host was giving this at their home. What
one could think of or want would be supplied! This is of course is
the same when you go to the private clubs. Nothing different! It is
like going to a rave! The club owner of course may not sell drugs,
but there are people there who do!
After my first meeting with John I had
placed him on hold. He and I spoke, but what I came to find out was
that we really didn't have too much in common. Our conversation
flowed only because we were trying to get to know each other. That
meant asking each other questions about the other. Children, family,
interest, past relationships, hobbies. You know things like that.
So that was the interesting part of it. However, John came off as a
horny crazed sex fiend in my opinion. Whenever I would tell him that
he would deny it! But I knew better! Is there not more than just
having sex with a woman? Are we now old wnough and not young
teenagers where we have to feed our lust ASAP? Plus STD's is back on
the rise and now Charlie Sheen has come out and says he has had HIV
for years! Don't be in such a rush to lay with someone you barely
know was my feelings.
Two weeks had gone by. The one thing I
could say that I did like about John was he was very straight forward
and honest. He also had a great sense of humor. He also enjoyed my
sense of humor. I could tell that John was deeply feeling me, while
I was far from deeply feeling him. Why? Because here was a man that
was too cocky for his own good. He also was a narcissist that need
to be put in his place. But while he was slinging his penis around
giving it freely. While women were praising him for his thick ten
inches he would be arrogant and self fulfilled! I hadn't taken that
plunge as of yet.
John was accustomed to women running up
behind him, he loved it. He denied this, but that was a lie. He
loved the fact that women wanted him, begged for him to sleep with
him. Too much begging bothered him. Oxymoron isn't it? I didn't do
it, and yet had I had any of Johns ten inches, I was cool! I really
was. So as the days progressed, some days I would text him and wish
him a great day. Days would go by and neither of us would reach out.
However when I did, he would call me a “stranger” My thoughts
were, you can call me just as I can call you. Oh, I forgot to
mention that John drove a Mercedes convertible Benz. This was not an
extension of his penis. But of his grand ego. Not just for the
ladies to drool over but for men. No no no! John wasn't gay! But
he liked the attention! When I hung out with him, John took me to
the places that he frequented. Mainly to show me off. This is not
for my ego, but for his. Because the men he introduced me to, that
hung out and frequented the same places he did would fond over me as
well. I seen the women, or some of the women John had been with, and
ummmmm....it seemed to me in my eyes that it didn't matter what they
looked like. As long as they had a va jay jay and breast it was all
good. Neither did he discriminate, he screwed all ethnic
backgrounds.
John had asked me to go to a gathering
with him. A gathering that I made sure by asking of course if these
people were who he swung with. They weren't, they were people he
worked with. So I went. I did have a great time, beautiful home,
nice people. Then I see John, John was drinking and I am not a big
drinker. My father was once a severe alcoholic. I drink sociably,
two at the most! But john, John was throwing them back. Now I was
concerned. How would he be able to drive? I was very nervous! I
asked him if he wanted me to drive, he said he was okay and that he
could do it!
I had noticed that John had gotten off
the freeway, or highway some say. This was not the way to my home!
However maybe he felt comfy taking the surface streets because he was
a bit alebriated. The police are notorious in Atlanta on drunk
drivers! However, I quickly noted that we were not headed to my home
but his! So of course I opened my mouth and spoke. I asked, “Why
are we going to your house?” because I am too drunk to drive you
home.” I knew this trick, and I thought it was a low blow to my
esteem and as a woman that we are grown and you could have simply
asked if it was okay. Not just take me to your house. Such a low
life I thought to myself. Of course giving him a piece of my mind at
the same time. In a cordial way of course because I had no idea of
what type of drunk John was. John tried me, of course he did!!!
However he was too drunk and I wasn't having it. The one thing about
me is I loath a drunk, and I loath drunk sex!!
John an I ended up hanging out the
whole weekend. It was fun, we laughed and again in that getting to
know ach other. Me being an inquisitive soul I was alwys asking
question in many areas.
I had a lot on my plate, and I didn't
have my internet or wifi services on as of yet. I had to change my
provider and they couldn't get out to me as they hd promised. I
needed to handle some serious business. John and I had not seen each
other in three close to four weeks since our last meeting when he was
drunk. However, I had called him up and asked if he felt comfortable
with me using his printer and computer so I can set up some of my
business' services. He of course was okay with it. The wonderful
thing was he was working two of his jobs and I would not have to be
bothered with him over my back and on my neck and trying to get
between his legs!
However John did warn me that he was
going to have company later on. A couple were coming by his house
that were swingers. At this time my funds were low, my car had been
wrecked. Those who I could have called to come and get me and take
me home lived too far away. I had been gone for close to four years.
So I had not contacted many of my old constituants. How clever to
tell me all of this at the last minute. Or the day he had picked me
up to bring me over to his house. Now if he wanted to have sex with
a couple, I really could have cared less. This may sound odd to
some, but not for me. First I wasn't going to participate, second I
wasn't sexually attracted to John. Not in the way he was with me.
Third, we were not in a relationship nor were we dating. I mean we
were hanging out here and there. I will say that I did have an
intimate moment with John. I didn't get nor feel the way the other
women did over this man in bed. My expectations are very high in the
sex arena. When a man toots his horn and speaks on how wonderful he
is in bed. I expect that! However, John didn't say he was wonderful
in bed, he spoke on how large his member was and how women seemed to
clamor all over him for it. John gets the gas face from me because I
was not impressed!
John thought that if he had brought
this couple over I would jump at the chance to make it a foursome!
Nope not at all! I didn't even want to play the voyeur. How silly
of him, the simple mindedness of him. Thinking that he could lull
and pull me into a world I said I didn't want to be a part of. No
one can make me do anything I don't want to do. It has to indeed be
something I want to be apart of, period!
Well, when his friends got there. I
went into the other room. I had no wishes to meet them personally so
that I not give off the impression that I was participating in their
romp. Besides, when I seen her and him, I was not impressed. My
thoughts had quickly went to all the pics of women John had shown me
that he had sex with, past girlfriends. I am not saying any man nor
woman has to sleep with a model-esque type person. No! But to lay
up with anyone who wants a sample is too much! When do you draw the
line? It's like a woman/man who is in a relationship and their
partner cheats with someone who is less attractive than they are.
You scratch the side of your head and think, “Why?” I shook my
head at John, you have fun, because that is! I was not going to be
pimped out for John's personal sex lust games.
John was excited and happy! I ignored
him and the menage he was about to have. When he was ready to move
into his bedroom which is where I was at, I kindly moved out of the
room and came to sit in the living room. Where the female was giving
fellatio to the male. I walked back out, John thought it was funny
and was smiling from ear to ear. I rolled my eyes and was getting a
bit agitated by it. But I didn't stay in the mood for too long.
Because John was getting a kick out of my facial expressions.
They all left and journeyed into the
bedroom and I was content in the loving room watching TV on the
projector screen that john had in his living room. I talked on the
phone, it was like they were not even in the same house. That is
until John came into the living room nude, with a condom having off
of his penis!!! Smiling like a Cheshire cat! Really???? Did you need
to come out of the room and walk allll the way in here to let me know
you were using protection, or that you were screwing??? Wow!!! This
was now the last straw for me. John had signed his death
certificate.
When they left John expected me to
sleep in the same bed with him and wanted me to have sex with him!!
Really???? Are you serious???? You just got laid!!! Nope I am good, I
slept on the couch. That morning John woke up, he tried to solicit
sex again. I was so livid and disgusted with him.
John spoke incessantly of swingers, his
lifestyle, his penis, having sex so much that it totally turned me
off!!!!
The life of a swinger! When I left
that day I immediately erased his number, all text messages and
blocked him from my phone. If I want to be a madame, a swinger, live
a loose life as he was. I'ma call you, I will! NOT!!!!!!However
when one meets a person(s) who is so deep in this life and can't see
past their penis or va jay jay to live in reality and note that there
are more things that are interesting in life than just a quick screw
an not establish a real friendship. Which is what I was trying to
establish with John. The many conversations we had with one another.
The many conversations that I had told him of his many exploits and
that I did not want to be his concubine or a part pf his harem. He
seemed to inner and understand that. But for some reason John was
blinded by sex, sex, and more sex! This is some of the thoughts and
feelings of some of the people that lived in Atlanta! Hot sex on a
platter!
Stay tuned for more Episodes...until
next time!
