The week ending Friday 8th, March 2019 was in every respects an amazing one, with lots of fun and plenty of learning! To give you a bit of flavor, dear Reader, I dated three pretty women in their early 20s, one of these dates ending in a “happy conclusion”. The week started with an improvised date with a classy Asian lady who was making a stopover in our city on her way to Singapore. Then there was a “bullet date” with a beautiful Indian flight attendant within less than twelve hours from first contact to lovely conclusion. And finally it ended with an evening out with a very sexy African woman… as well as with a “mishap” which probably cost me the beautiful Indian cabin crew :-). A fantastic week indeed! Because of it’s length, the post will be split into two parts.
So without further ado, let me start this post by telling you about the first two dates.
Subscription to a major Sugar Dating Site – Saturday, March 2nd
I finally gave it a try! I am normally extremely skeptical about “sugar dating” and personally against any sort of “payment versus sex” sort of arrangement. But I read on the web (due credit: the City Bachelor) that it is also possible to find women out there who are genuinely looking to meet a high status man. It is with the hope of meeting such women that I decided to open an account in the Site. You know the name of the Site! It’s just the biggest of them all, but I just don’t want to explicitly name it here.
Dating and money
While we touch on the subject of “Sugar Dating”, I will take the chance to share my thoughts about dating and money.
- Firstly, it is possible to date and bed women without paying much – you take her to a cheap coffee shop date, and have her pay for her drink. It would make perfect sense especially if you are a young man with low (or no) revenue. Have a quick, informal, cheap date. Ramp up your sexy vibe and physical game. Take her home.
- However, if you are an older gentleman, and especially if you are actually generating a good revenue, then you are probably better off paying for the date. Not doing so could potentially fire back. As an older man, you are implicitly expected to have had some kind of success in your life. It is your value as an older man. Also, it is part of the reason she is on a date with you: she prefers to pick the horse that has already won the race, rather than betting on a new horse that may end up nowhere! It doesn’t matter if you actually are successful, the important thing is that she thinks you probably are. Let her think more and keep things implicit!
- Throwing in a little bit of “conspicuous consumption” (i.e. a fancy cocktail bar, or that nice bottle of champagne) here and there can be helpful if you can afford it. It will support your image of the high status guy in an implicit way. It is however not necessary to succeed.
- Expensive wining and dining on formal dates, or lavishing her with gifts, is completely counterproductive. It makes it harder for you to actually get her, and it also will attract the wrong kind of woman!
- Bragging about your income and bank account is also counterproductive for the same reason. Money always fosters the wrong feelings, and attracts the wrong persons for the wrong reasons. You need to avoid that. Shut your mouth about actual numbers, and leave them unsaid.
- Making a direct cash offer to a woman in exchange for favors is one of these awful behaviors from men, stemming from a deep misunderstanding of women. It is a NO. I can’t believe I have to say this, but unfortunately it is a quite common belief and practice out there! You can get her in your bed without any direct money involved. It is against my own principles anyway. If you think this is the only way you can get women, then you do not understand how women work.
With that said, let me write down a firm disclaimer. I am against “paid arrangements”, and I’m not looking too even start anything of the kind. I absolutely recommend other men NOT TO do anything like that. Women are extremely sexual beings who love sex for its own sake, IF you are able to appeal to this side of them. Direct exchange of money is NOT a requirement to get women in your bed, even for older men. Don’t do that. Instead, learn how to properly seduce a woman.
For exactly this reason, I do not recommend you try this Site unless you are already firmly experienced with women and know what you are doing.
Alright! Now let me say that a week in the Site has been an extraordinary learning experience. The Quest for the Sugar Daddy is a global one! I got liked and messaged from women all across the planet, and soon I started chatting with girls from North America, South America, Africa, Asia, Europe… And all of them with all sorts of behaviors and intentions! It was just amazing to see!
But it will deserve a full post in its own right. Today’s post is about that busy week.
Dating a classy, petite Singapore cutie – Tuesday, March 5th
She actually texted me on Sunday night. She was on a trip from London to Singapore with our local airline, and had planned a short stopover in our city in between two planes. So she asked me if I was available to meet, and yeah, I was, so why not meeting in person. She is checking her messages only once in a very while, so I only get the confirmation of the date on March 5th, 7pm, a couple of hours before meeting.
It was my first date from the Site, and I was expecting to be dragged into painful business discussion about “arrangements”… So I went to the date very guarded initially. But to my surprise, there was never any such thing. She didn’t even mentioned about arrangements. The date thus felt like a normal date! It was a genuine will to meet. That actually confirmed what I had read, namely some women are here to genuinely meet a high status man!
So I soon relaxed into my normal self, and ran the date just as any normal date.
The date
She arrived in time. She was petite (even with her heels), bleached blonde hair, very delicate Asian features, overall elegant, pretty and classy. Five minutes into the date, I took her hand and led her to the venue – a bar with background music, not too crowded, not too noisy. We sat down in front of a good glass of wine, and I started asking about her story. She was “in between studies”, had completed a bachelor degree in Singapore and was now “conducting some research” (whatever that meant) in London. And was now thinking of going for a Masters degree. To my surprise, she was also interested to hear from my life experience, and asked about my professional “success story”, which she carefully listened to.
As per my usual, while building an emotional connection, I also started getting physical with her. My physical game usually runs like this: I take her hand in mine. She leaves it for a while, then withdraws it. So I take a step back for five or ten minutes while continuing the conversation, then I take her hand in mine again, and so forth and so forth. She soon gets more comfortable. At this stage I step up the game, get closer to her, and become more daring.
By now, I had my arm over her shoulder, keeping her hand in mine, and she was comfortable with the situation. She had to be at the airport in two hours, so that excluded a serious possibility of moving to my home for a happy conclusion. It was going to be a “date to see only”! One of those dates where you know, from the beginning, that you won’t have the chance to go all the way.
Getting physical
We already had finished the wine. I decided to change venues. We took a brief look at the splendid city view, and ended up in my favorite skybar. She was now leaving her hand constantly in mine, a very good sign of comfort. We were now in the skybar, comfortably sitting on a sofa, side by side, with more wine in front of us. I had my arm over her shoulders, and was playing with her hair. She liked it.
Next, I was running my hand over the bare skin of her arm, appreciating the softness, and commenting on it. Then I was playing with her cheek, made a comment on it… and then kissed it. Then the other cheek. She was smiling! Next, I commented on how she has a red lipstick, then kissed her chin. Then her nose. Then her forehead. All the time carefully avoiding the lips. She was clearly enjoying the whole thing, and she asked me to kiss her neck (which I did). Finally after ten minutes of this game, I smiled and approached my lips to hers. We briefly kissed. “I wasn’t ready”, she said, so we kissed again, and this time it was longer and more passionate.
But unfortunately it was now time to go. We exchanged numbers, talked about visiting Singapore, then I put her in a taxi and she ran to her plane.
Flight attendants need love, too – Thursday, March 7th
On Thursday, I received a message from a very cute young Indian woman. A very casual, straightforward chat ensued, where it appeared she was a flight attendant in the local airline, and was precisely having a day off today. Again, there was no reference whatsoever to “arrangements” so it looked cool, and I set her an appointment the same day at 7:30pm in a nice nearby venue. First surprise, she was punctual, and second surprise, she was actually beautiful in person, much better that what her pictures implied: an Indian young woman, with fair skin, very well dressed, long dark hair, overall very feminine, and wearing a low cut dress hinting at some very appealing charms.
Meet and date
I walked to her confidently with a smile, shook her hand softly, then led her into the venue: a restaurant at the top of the highest tower in town, with a cozy lounge in mezzanine serving happy hour drinks and quality bites. Within thirty minutes, we were enjoying a good time around a nice dinner and wine. Her being a cabin crew, I naturally got her to speak about her experience as a flight attendant, keeping her hand in mine the whole time.
It was now time to take some pictures of the splendid city view… I took the chance to I pull her in my arm, taking a selfie of both of us with the view in background. Just before releasing her, I stole a quick kiss on her cheek: “just taking advantage of the situation ;-)”, I said with a smile and wink, and she laughed.
Our dinner was now over and it was time to change venues. I led her the full time by the hand, and she was now leaving her hand in mine the whole time – again, a big sign of comfort. We moved to a lounge bar nearby. Soon we were sitting side by side in a quiet area of the lounge, away from curious eyes.
It was now about building a connection between us. We pulled out our phones and shared some pictures, and talked our respective stories. As we were now getting more relaxed, warmed up with the wine, with much less social pressure, I started ramping up my physical game. I gently touched her sexy boob which was almost out of her dress. I became more kissy kissy around her cheeks and neck, and even went briefly for the lips. “ Oops! What did I just do?” I said with a playful tone. It was all feeling good. She was touching my biceps, and her finger in my hand had a caressing stroke: a soft sign of arousal.
We are going home
So once again I had come to the date without knowing what to expect… But now I was considering taking her home. As per my own advice, the best chance is on the first date. All the positive soft signs were there: her following my lead, drawing attention to her body (her boob), being comfortable with my hands and my kisses, her touching me back, and this regular, soft caressing stroke from her finger inside my hand.
Always trust the soft signs! So I decided to give it a try. We left. In the car, I asked if she was feeling tired or something, and she wasn’t – literally meaning she would like to spend more time with me. So I went on:
Me: shall we go listen to classical music?
Her: Yeah! Where?
Me: It is in my home! with a sexy, mischievous smile
She smiled and said nothing. We were good to go!
We reached my home five minutes later. At home, I put the classical music on. She took a peek at the view from my window, so I shut down all lights to make a better view. Soon after, we were both seated on my couch in the dim light, my arm over her. And the next minute I was kissing her in the neck, then down to her boobs… Her breathing pattern changed, became slower and louder (a strong sign of arousal). Her clothes soon fell off, revealing a beautiful body with the finest pair of breasts I saw in a long time! I took her to the bedroom.
I hope you enjoyed the reading, dear Reader! In the next part of this post, I will tell you about the third date (Friday 9th) and the mishap which probably lost me the beautiful Indian cabin crew.
Yours,
