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Swing Date + More

Both Mom & Daughter

I was bored one Saturday evening, so I thought I'd go onto SLS and see who’s on. I’ve met lots of great people there, but no one lately and had the urge for someone new. Sometimes it’s harder for guys to get much attention. I know it's a place to connect for sex, but single guys tend to get a bad rap, although my profile is loaded with information, certs, and pics.

I hoped that there would be one woman who’d be intrigued. I filtered for age range, non-smoker and location and clicked Search. Up came about 10 women. Most profiles were the boring "Aren't I great?" variety with lots of rules and dislikes. Two looked like one’s I hadn’t seen before so I sent them messages, politely introducing myself.

One woman responded within a minute, but her attitude turned me off. I mean, of course we were all here to have sex, but the “discovery” can be part of the fun. I got up and refilled my scotch glass before rechecking the site. Later, surprisingly, the other woman had responded, and she seemed much more genuine. She seemed pleasant and open to a decent single guy; harder to come by.

I replied to the second female, Lisa. After a few hours of chat, I suggested that we meet for coffee and see if we click in person. She was online, so she replied within a few minutes with a proposed time and place - Sunday at 11:00 at a cafe in the city. That seemed fine to me, so I replied, "It's a date." I screen shotted her photo to have handy.

I don't know why, but ...

... I woke up on Sunday feeling like a teenager before her first date. I turned on the coffee maker then headed to the shower. I grabbed a cup of coffee to take to my bedroom. I cleaned myself up extra well and shaved all the areas that women like to be bare these days. I dressed in black jeans and a while button down shirt like my profile.

I had a bit of time to kill, so I went back onto the site to review her profile and her messages. Guys get flaked on too, and it sometimes happens, but all seemed OK. My fantasies kicked in, and I started thinking how she would be in bed. I rubbed myself through my jeans and reached in and rubbed my cock for just a moment, but not too much.

It was time to go, so I set the address in my phone's map app and drove to the cafe. Usually it's hard to find parking around there, but it was a good omen that someone was pulling out half a block away as I approached. I parked and re-checked myself. I opened my phone to Lisa’s photo so I could recognize her, took a deep breath and stepped out of the car and walked to the cafe.

I was about to open the cafe door when I heard a woman say, "Tim?" I turned and saw Lisa sitting at an outdoor table.

"Yes, Lisa?"

She stood up and stepped to me and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you, Tim." I shook her hand and was careful to offer a gentle but firm handshake, with a hint of sensuousness. I hate to be “the guy” with the crushing, controlling grips or a wimpy one.

"Is it OK if we sit outside? It's ...