Story time
>about 4 months ago, start of the quarantine
>work as an IT Engineer for our clientele
>talking to one user on the phone from one of our bigger clients who I often went on-site for (server issues, user-end stuff, hardware, etc)
>she starts asking personal questions, starts telling me personal stuff
>she ends up asking for my number over the phone
>tell myself "fuck it, might as well see where this goes"
>mind you, the name rang a bell but at this point I couldn't put a face to it
>texting eachother for a few days afterwards
>she not-so-subtly asks me to come over for a pizza party
>I agree to it, buy the pizza and head over
>finally see her, I do recognize her and while she isn't the prettiest girl in the office, she's up there
>she lives alone in a two story house with her cat and extensive wine collection make note
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>just starts off real friendly, talking to eachother, eating pizza, we talk about her favorite movies and stuff
>the conversation gets around to age, and while I consider myself alright at guessing ages, I wouldn't have thought she was as old as she said she is 33, while to her, I was the opposite and looked older than I actually am
>I don't drink and never have drunk alcohol except for some tiny sips at the behest of my family when I was younger, but she coerces me to drink wine (I have one glass)
>she shows me her movie collection, she has some portraits of male actors she told me she finds 'handsome', including a cardboard cutout of the Home Alone kid, whom she expressed interest in "even now"
>we sit down to watch a movie, she sits a foot away from me but gradually gets closer as the movie comes to a close
>we end up making out, she takes my french-kissing virginity
>we go upstairs to her bedroom, gradually accelerating but stops at being stripped from the waist up
>we end the night there
>next two days, she keeps texting me, wants to continue our 'relationship'
>meet again at her house later, we are saucy from the beginning this time, she cooks me dinner, I refuse wine in hopes I'll have a clearer head
Mind you that warning bells have been going off for different things all throughout this night and, of course, thinking back to what happened two days prior. We'll go through them: She's a cat lady in the making, 34 and single, she decided it was appropriate to tell me about her previous flings, one even lasting almost 5 years and she said she "almost married him", she wanted to get in my pants from the very first 'date' if you can even call it such, and she might not be fat but she isn't skinny by any means, she definitely isn't a virgin (lost hers at 21 if she was telling the truth), and she is more than a little bit older than me. Anyways,
>go to the bedroom after a long day
>we get very far, I'm about to actually have sex with her
>feel guilt the whole time leading up to her getting the condoms, and the red flags kept piling up
>couldn't get hard, I was almost semi-erect but it wouldn't go further no matter what stimulation she tried
>think this must be divine providence forcing my hand since I couldn't be trusted to eschew her myself
>come clean with her, tell her that I was raised Christian and that this shouldn't be happening, told her what I feel is the truth of the situation, that I was inexperienced in this and couldn't tell her no so I lead her along thinking I was interested when I was really just curious
>she got angry, told me to leave
>on the way home she sent me a wall of text (bullshit) basically just saying what I did was wrong and that I shouldn't have lead her along
>sent the last text that night hoping it'd be the last I hear from her
>she continues texting me days afterwards, she wanted to bury the hatchet and continue with our relationship but at the slower pace I desired from the beginning
>she kept trying to get me to come over after that but I put her off each time
>couldn't straight off tell her to fuck off like I wanted to since she was still working as an employee with a client so I'd probably have to see her again after the lockdown anyways and didn't want this to somehow come back at me like I'm the bad guy, I also didn't want things to be awkward between us but maybe that was naive of me to think it could be anything but after a failed 'relationship'
>resigned to just let the texting flow stop completely, just told her that if something happens between us, then it happens, but I won't force it
>haven't been texted by her for just about 2 months now, but still can't get her out of my mind
cont'd 1/2