The guys I've met and became friends with, I would offer to pay for gas, meals, and if we met 2 available women..the hotel room also. One guy told me that we didn't have to go to Canada to do all that, he knows if two women right here in Rochester. I told him... So, you want me to still pay for all of that, and we don't even leave town? He looked at me with a dead ass serious look. I told him no, but I'm going to find me a woman who is willing to take that trip, and I did find one.
I was 53 I think at the time, and she was 27 years old. I swiped right in her on the Tagged app. We were texting back and forth in the app, and the texted her number. I called, and first thing she asked was did I want to come over. I asked for her address and told her I would call her back. Put her address in Google Maps, 19 minute bike ride away. I called her and told her I don't have a car, but I can ride my mountain bike over. She said cool and she would leave the front door unlocked, she knock, come in and say your name.
I thought it was strange...I mean we only had interaction for like half an hour total. But here she was telling me to not only come over, but she is leaving the door unlocked. I wasn't expecting to just put right have sex with her, though she was fine as fuck. But I like her attitude, she was trusting, she trusted me.
I arrived at her house and drove up the short drive way and laid my bike in the ground. Knocked on the door turned the handle and walked inside saying...'Hey, it's me, hello...where are you, answer back.' I heard her voice saying she was upstairs, and to come up. As I'm walking up the stairs, i asked where are you? She resoonded that she was in the bathroom. As I got to the top of the stairs, she was just coming out of the bathroom...towel wrapped around her waist, breast exposed. She just came out of the shower.
I said 'Oh my God' at least 3 times, and she smiled, telling me to flow her into her bedroom. I sat down in a chair,and she took her towel off, facing me. I do t know what made me say it, but I did. I asked her, 'Are we fucking?' She sat in the bed with a bottle of lotion and started applying it. Never have I ever seen a woman apply lotion so damn sexy. She told me she had every intention of having sex with me, but she has to be somewhere. By the time I left where I was at to her house she got a phone call, and she had to go to work.
Work wasn't a regular 9 to 5, she sold weed. They guy who shift it was had an emergency and they asked her to come in. Then I thought, what kind of spit is she working in? Then she said, but I could do this. I. An out my bike in the garage, drive her to her shift, then take the car, and she will call me when the shift is over,and spend the night at her place. I told her she was going to Heaven, and that works for me.
Dropped her off... When. I pulled up,be sure she gave me directions to where we had to go... Dropping her off, there was a crowd standing about. Everyone was giving me the eye, asking her who I was. I told them, ask me who I am. One guy asked who I was, and I said nobody, a friend she met online. She kissed me in my cheek and told me she would call when she is ready to go home. I told her okay, and I wanted to ask you something too later in. She said ask now. I asked her did she wanted to take a drive to Canada. She yes, when? I said whenever you want to go. She said when you come and pick me up, we can leave right then and there. And we did, when I came back
She drove, and she asked me questions for the whole 3 hour drive. When she asked me my age, I told her it was on my profile page. She told me I didn't look it, and I better be knowing what I'm doing. She had never been to Canada and has lived in Rochester, NY all her life, but always wanted to go, but didn't want to go by herself. No one wanted to take that trip with her, not even her cousins. Her mother mad father both passed away, car accident. That is why she has the house. It's paid for, and money was left to her, she is the only child.
We soent 2 and a half days in Canada, and drive over 300 miles into around and about. She dropped me off and then went home. Less than an hour later she called me and asked me did I want to come over, and I said i do. And that's when there was a problem.
Since my bike was in her garage, she came and got me. When we pulled up in front of her place, she parked on the street right in front of her house. Across the street was her neighbor, some guy who started talking to her way before she got out of the car. When I got out, his conversation stopped, and he said what's up, I said what's up, and we walked inside. The next morning I left, and dude was in his front yard, but this time he did not speak. I rode off in my bike headed home. When I walked in the door, the room I was renting, PAYING for, the oman who house it was, started going off in me.
All I heard was ..'A ma has a good woman at home, why does he have to go out there and cheat on her, when he has all of this at home. That is t right, you aren't right, why you treat me like this?' Okay, yeah we are sleeping with each other, but I never| set in her bed. I would have sex with her in her bed, but never fall asleep with her,always I went back to my room. I met her say her so, then asked her... If we are in a relationship, which I didn't know we were, how come I'm paying you $500 a month to RENT out a room from you. Do you boyfriends pay rent? That shit her up. But I asked the most important question. How did you know, how did you find out whe= I was and what I was doing. She said her cousin told her.
Okay, so I'm thinking this you g woman is her cousin, nope. The guy across the street, who is about my same age, he told her. The only reason why he told her, because he was trying and have been trying for YEARS to get with this you g woman , but she always told him no, she wasn't interested in him. So, when he seen me, he knew where he seen me at, which actually he never actually seen me in person until that day I should up across the street from him. His cousin, my landlord has showed him a picture of me when. He came over the house, I wasn't home at the time, I was at work.THIS Motherfucker!!
So the young one stayed in touch with me, and a out 3 days later came and picked me up. I told her what happened, and she screamed, asking me why would he do something like that. I told her because you live across the street and don't pay him any attention, told him no a million times..and then he recognized me as his cousins boyfriend, which I am not. She told me like it was nothing...'But you are t even my boyfriend, you're just someone who I am fucking.' I was speechless. She asked was I still going to keep coming over when she asks me. Duh?!
That's what I don't understand. When I was younger than her,I use to drive to Paris France. It was a 10 hour round trip, and I was 17 years old when I went. I told her that. She asked was I scared and it afraid? I was nervous, but not afraid. I mean, 5 hours is close by. It's another country. I was stationed in West Germany and drove to France, no biggie. It's like driving from New York City, The Bronx, to Pittsburgh, PA. About the same driving time.
I kept on seeing her and made about 3, 4 more trips to Canada with her. She got off on the whole idea smthat she was in another country.
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