Sunday, 29 March 2009

Guy three

Guy three date one (date 4)


I had been chatting to Golf on and off for days, he is a professional man with his own business, just a few years older than me. We share a similar sense of humour. He doesn't have a photo on his profile but he emailed one to me during our first IM chat. He isn't the best looking guy but looks are not everything.


When we decided to go for a drink he left me with a bit of a dilema. You see I had a choice, either I could drive to meet him or he could pick me up from where ever I chose. Normally on a first date I prefer to drive myself there. I feel safer, more in control if I have my own transport. But what is a girl to do when faced with the option of a ride in an X type Jaguar. (I have become obsessed with Jags in the last 9 months, just ask Mei).


So against my normal instincts I opted for a lift in his jag.


At the appointed time I was standing on the corner of the road when he rang to say he was running 10 minutes late. It was chilly so I nipped back inside to get my gloves. In the end he was nearer 20 minutes late. He confessed that he is always late for everything. There was classical music playing quietly as we travelled towards the local posh hotel (where premiership football teams stay when they are in this part of the country). There were few people in the bar where we enjoyed our large glasses of wine. We didn't really flirt much or even joke but kept up a stready stream of conversation as we discussed a myriad of topics. I'm not keen on the centipede he appears to have nestling on his upper lip, but who am I to comment a this stage of the game.


After we had downed our second glass of red wine he suggested we find somewhere to get a coffee. He paid our drinks tab which was £30+ (for just 4 drinks). We headed back towards town stopping at a local converted Mill for a much needed coffee. As it turned out the coffee machine had already been turned off. So whilst I enjoyed my cup of tea he settled for an orange juice. We were probably only there for half an hour.


When we stopped at the end of my road he kissed me. He was very amused at my exclamation of mmmmm nice! (We have since argued about how many mmms there were in my mmmmm).

Several kisses later we said good night and I left him to drive away.


For this date I wore my soft brown flared skirt, stockings and brown heels with a cerise v necked sweater.

10 comments:

Fire Byrd said...

And there's me with a nice warming cup of cocoa and my knitting!!LOL
xx

Casdok said...

Nice car! And sounds like the kiss was nice to!!

Troy said...

I have both a moustache and an X-type Jaguar but have no memories of such a date. Just as well or Mrs Troy would string me up!

Lady in red said...

Troy if memory serves you have a much more impressive moustache than the measley thing that Golf sports.

Do I need to give a sworn statement to Mrs Troy that it wasn't you?

Lady in red said...

Fire byrd I would rather drink almost anything rather than cocoa so I shall let you keep that.

Lady in red said...

Casdok I do have a thing about jags so yes it was a nice car. The kiss was nice too.....better than I was expecting even

Mel said...

Oh my.....LOL

You ARE having a good time of it.....

Dark Side said...

Jealous? me Nah! lol...xx

CheekyDani said...

Go for it baybee!! x

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