Girl refuses sex on the third date. We’ve established good connection through the first two dates, kisses and kino, so either she’s manipulating me, she’s not really attracted to me, or she’s a low-libido girl. My experience and confidence almost rule out the first two, and I genuinely believe it’s the third one, which still is a deal-breaker for me. So I think maybe I’ll have her as a friend, I enjoy her company. So the next 10 days I don’t see her since I’m busy fucking plates. But then I wanna see Dunkirk on Imax so I invite her to tag along, still considering she could make a good friend.

She had mentioned that she’s totally against drugs, and hates the smell of weed. But I really wanna be a bit high to see the movie, so I smoke before I pick her up. I don’t know if she notices, I don’t care. I’m doing me.

After the movie she talks about her ex-boyfriend who was in the military (deployed in Irak) and how masculine but also scarred by war he was. Mild case of Alpha-widow, I think she’s trying to impress me or something. As my job is also unusual, I make fun of her saying that she definitely has a fantasy wish list, and that next I can introduce her to a firefighter. Shit test defused I guess.

I suggest we go for a drink, but she says “no, let’s have a drink at my place better”. Haha look at who’s making a move, funny what 10 days of disinterest can do. She actually initiates sex, and starts by spontaneously sucking me. So much for low libido. Physically she’s banging, revealing a tiny frame with huge natural boobs, that she usually hides because people stare and assume they’re fake. I’m ecstatic.

After 10 minutes of sex I go soft. Maybe the weed. She says I made her cum, I’m sure it’s a lie, but it’s cute and well intentioned. Honestly I don’t care. We talk and banter, naked on the bed. I tell her the truth, which is I actually thought about denying her sex and having her as a friend, because if she was low-libido it wouldn’t work out for us. Thankfully, she was serviceable and hot in bed, so I guess I was wrong. I say all this without thinking much about it, but obviously it turns out to be a massive blow to her ego, she tells me that she’s used to having her way with guys, that she likes that I tell her no, that I’m very masculine, etc. She’s obviously hooked. To end a great night my erection comes back with a vengeance and I give her the good fucking she deserves.

Lessons learned

• If you don’t care about the outcome, shit-tests don’t exist, because any response is a good response.
• I did everything wrong (weed, soft dick, etc), but she didn’t care about all this. She cared that my unfazed frame made her feel powerless.