So, I met this girl once before, she's twenty five, I'm twenty years old. She has black hair, gorgeous hazel eyes and a fucking beautiful body. Anyways, my first time meeting her I was drunk as shit, but I guess my game was on point enough to secure a second date. I kind of thought she didn't like me, so I forgot about her until she invited me out for drinks. Ok. I wasn't drunk this time, so I figured fuck it, be the best you can be.

My sort of game is playful, but intelligent with a splash of being directly sexual (unless I'm going out to strictly get laid).

I meet her at this small bar, nice place, fucking dope actually.

*I hug her, she's really receptive*

I sit down beside her, order myself a drink, she already has one.

Me: So how was your dinner shit from earlier? Sounds like it was fun as fuck.

Her: *she went to wine tasting before I* It was awesome! I love having different wines, especially white *excited at this point* they make me feel so bubbly! haha

Me: I think it's awesome that you're a proud wino. A lot of homeless people are too.

Her: Haha, *touching my arm* no!

Me: *I bridge it into her schooling and how I am attending the same place soon and what I'll be doing, littered with many jokes etc. etc.*

Her: I love how you're so argumentative.

Me: *I'm thinking red flags because arguing is never good* Argumentative?

Her: Well, that's the wrong word. I guess, I love how you're such a challenge! *touching me the whole time*

Me: Yeah?

Her: Yeah, you make me feel like I have to prove myself haha.

*Keep in mind, my body language is spot on alpha the whole time, I'm leaning back, she's leaning in just to get a little bit of my attention. She's touching my arm, shoulders, etc.*
Me: Thanks I guess? *I smile*

I interrupt to order more drinks, I order both of us drinks. I NEVER buy girls drinks unless I know the attraction is there. It's not a "gift" but just a casual gesture, I've found the trick is to not make it a big deal. Don't even say "You owe me!" just say "don't worry about it" if she persists, "I don't care, really."

Her: Thanks! You shouldn't have.

Me: Anyways, I noticed you used to have blond hair, so what was your natural hair color? (Off key, but I don't really care)

Her: Well It's a weird brown, but I used to die it blond, but now it's this color!

Me: I think you looked really sexy as blond. This hair's ok too.

Her: Haha you're a jerk.

Me: Thanks. What do you think of the nightlife around here?

Her: I don't really like it, I've only been to a few places, but I was going to go to *The big college kid bar,* but it feels like it's just advertising "get drunk and get raped" here. Haha

Me: I hate when I get raped.

Her: Hahaha, I could see it

Me: Really? Fuck. -- Or something along those lines. The vibe was really natural so I don't even know what was being said at this point anymore.

Anyways, fast forward two hours later.

Her: We should get going soon.

My first fumble coming up.

Me: Come back to my place, I have more drinks there, plus I want to show you my artworks. I think you'll appreciate them.

Her: *Kind of mumbling to herself* I'm a smart girl I can't right now, I know what will happen...

Me: You're a loser!

Her: No! ha, lets go to *some other bar down the street where her friends are having their bachelorette party*

Me: Well...

Her: Well what?

Me: Only IF you promise to come to my place right after!

Her: I have a curfew remember! (She did tell me this, but I forgot up to this point)

Me: Well you have to. *I grab her hand and don't even let her answer.*

We walk to the other bar.

I meet her friends, flirt with them, make a good impression. I walk around, grab some beer, kind of linger, nothing special, but I'm not uncomfortable so I don't care.

She texts me asking where I am, I walk up to her right as she sends it.

Me: Hey, my names OverTheTop, I wanted to say you're really sexy and I'd like to get to know you.

Her: Shut up! haha you're a loser!

Me: So I guess we're not going to date then?

Her: Maybe

Me: So what are your friends doing?

Her: they're going actually!

Me: I better say bye then.

I say bye, joke with them, etc. etc.

Me: Lets go sit down!

We scan for a spot I sit her down and we chill.

We discuss music, art, joke around, flirt ALOT she's all over me at this point, she keeps giving me the "make out gaze" but I'm backing off, it's building up sexual tension.

We finish our drinks agree we don't like this bars music and leave. I walk her home (we live relatively close, this is by chance so I walk the same direction as her). I keep teasing her about being all over me and treating me like a piece of meat.

Then I jokingly walk ahead of her telling her I "have to go home"

She catches up and grabs me and pulls me in for a kiss. We start making out, we do this four more times on the way to her place. Now, she is incredibly resistant about me coming in to chill for a bit more. Again, she DID push and assert that she had to wake up at 8 am the next day. But then she kept going, "If you came in, I'd jump on top of you, I want to eat you up!" feeling my dick through my pants.

I say, "Haha, I understand it's all good. I'll see you later, Saturday remember, you owe me!" she laughs we joke.

She texts me later in the night saying "If I didn't have a million things to do I'd be here making out with you" I respond something like "Haha, you're sexy. I understand, and even though you have terrible taste in bars, i hope your work goes well!" I don't even know what I was getting at with that one. I was tired.

Anyways. Solid night, no fuck close, but I learned something. Being direct isn't ALWAYS the best route. What I did here was very indirect, but purely alpha. I wasn't letting shit phase me but was playful about it. I didn't let the sexual tension get to me through the night until it was uncontrollable for her. I think a bit more calibration, I'd have way better results.

Good fucking night.

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