My Diary: Entry 11 - Application
Date: 11/29/2023,
Categories:
Group Sex
Author: byDadbodboi
Hi!
It's Emma...
...and Louisa is here with me too! (She says hi!!)
I plucked up the courage to tell her how I feel (in some very roundabout ways!), including, but not limited to: I really like you more than I've liked anyone ever, including Luke; I want to get to know you better; You make me feel so good it's like I'm breathing for the first time; We should do more things together as a couple; I should introduce you to my mother; Do you feel in any way like I do?
Too subtle? (She says, "Not really. It made me realise that I want something like that too!!")
Louisa respected me for opening up about how I'm feeling, and released me from the cage I've been living in. I've been slowing stretching and sprawling all over the bed in the hotel room for ages... It feels sooooo good...
I should say that I didn't exactly get what I want though, because Louisa decided to set me up on a dating app; one of those swipy things that whittles down your preferences until you cream yourself when you get a match back. I thought she was joking at first, but, no sooner than I thought that, she was fussing over making me a profile, taking a nice profile pic, as well as modelling for some other pics, and going through my phone looking for nice holiday snaps.
Louisa took a great deal of interest in getting me on the dating scene, getting me started on the app with some vigorous swishing of her finger going back and forth like a blur. It's almost like she was looking for herself, ...
... because she didn't wait for my input; not that I could see who was being swiped to offer an opinion on anyway, because they were gone so fast they were morphing into a weird amalgam of what a man should be.
I tried being more explicit about my feelings, admitting to Louisa, 'I love you,' but all she said to me was, "Oh, you don't have to thank me." I mean, come on! I'm naked in your bed in a hotel room after being cooped up for God knows how long, and when I was let out, I didn't try to escape, or say you did anything wrong, or anything like that...
It was frustrating, to say the least.
She wants me to tell you that she just doesn't feel that specific way about me, and just wants to have fun. She says she likes how I make her laugh, and she is inspired and confident when I'm around, but she doesn't see me as anything more than a friend.
Sure... Okay... (I got a bit of side-eye writing that!)
So, anyway, back to the app, I got a date, with a very nice gentleman called John. He was very nice looking, like something out of an old romantic movie. He was very well groomed, and dressed very smartly, but with some buttons undone on his shirt so it flared enough to show his chest a little. You get the picture, right?
I really liked him, I did, but when we were at dinner, I was zoning out as he was talking. He was kinda boring, a really nice and interesting guy I'm sure, but my mind was elsewhere. He cracked a few jokes, and I tried to laugh at appropriate times, but ...