Three years ago i joined a Pick up artist chat room. There was a girl in there i thought was interesting. So I set my self apart from everyone by saying crazy shit. She noticed me but hated me. Eventually she thought I was cool and we chatted. I never believed the PUA thought that women aren't a useful sources of information. So I kept her as a contact to give me advice, feedback, and a female perspective. I gave her general advice as well. We ended up chatting a lot. Sometimes every day when I'd be working and not going out to do PUA. She got boyfriends and drifted away and came back. I had my life and spent time staying offline and eventually coming back. Some Three years later we still chatted. It never got sexual or any more than flirty. I wasn't looking for that. Just a friend to waste time with online when I was at work or bored alone at home cut off from the PUA world by 100 miles to San Francisco.
One day I told her I was taking a 3 month vacation from PUA and she should come visit and she can be my 3 month girlfriend. It was really just a joke and I just kind of mentioned it as one. She said yes... and I took a minute to think about wether this was actually something I wanted... It was. The next day she bought the tickets and was preparing to travel the 6,500 miles.
I was late and walking quickly to pick her up. The amount of tension on meeting was a bit high. I felt for a second like stopping and breathing just to calm myself down. But to be honest I have just been in this situation too many times to be bothered by it and it went away.
I saw her and had a bit of trouble even connecting the fact that this was the girl I had been such good friends with for three years. I recognized her but her existing was out of context. Her hair was frizzy, her makeup fucked up, she moved sporadically, she was jumpy... looking tired and red eyed. She had been up for days on a trip across the planet so I didn't blame her. Still my brain wondered what I had ever been nervous about in the first place. We stopped at taco bell and had a fun time connecting and eating. We went and she tried on a dress I really liked that she eventually bought with another guys money who had paid her to simply go out to a restaurant with her. (yeah she is a baller) She came out of the dressing room and I lit up, and that rush of sexual adrenaline shot into my body as her body came into focus the dress pressing tightly while being generous in the amount of skin and legs it showed. Wearing the right thing can drive you to want to take a woman's clothes right off her body and I was filled with the desire.
We got home and I showed her around. Took her into the room and we sat down. Somehow sex was brought up and I told her I was too tired. I told her we should wait. I let her know I didn't feel the need to have sex right away. After all she was in my house for three months. She asked if we could at least cuddle. I held her and it felt like three years of wanting to do something but not being able to being lifted right out of my life. She turned her face back to me and we kissed. I tried to talk her down from having sex again but she wanted it and I felt it was rude to reject her since she had flown so far to see me.
We spent the next month together and everything we had online was there. I remember her lips were wrapped around my dick and I thought to myself. "My best friend is sucking my dick... how great is this?" Her life style is comparable to mine. We have major commonalities. She is the exact physical type i describe to my friends when I say the type of girl i like to fuck. Her little pussy is so tight it makes my dick ache. I literally get boners all day long just remembering how her pussy felt closed tight around my dick. Her nipples are perfect. She is into self improvement, proactive, risk taking, irreverent, baller, cooks well, pushes me to be better, pushes herself, puts effort into us, tries her hardest, she's smart, funny, playful, and she is a girl who I would and have been interested in platonically for three years. I would talk to her if sex wasn't on the table. Because I actually like her. There is no better outcome in PUA than finding someone who is your exact physical type, who is also your best friend.
We went to French Laundry she wore the dress I like. Half way through the meal we went for a walk in their garden. I didn't know when to propose but I knew the right time would just feel itself out. I got on one knee and pulled out an engagement ring. She said yes and now we are on our way to getting married.
CHAT
