So. I'm a woman. I'm a cocktail waitress at a local dive-ish type bar. I'm a little crude with my humor, and I love sex. I'm also fairly attractive and pretty confident. And as a cocktail waitress, it's basically my job to flirt with people.

That being said, I get hit on a lot at work. And it's annoying. I'm just trying to do my job. No. I don't want to get dinner with you, I have to be at work. No. I don't want to get lunch, I'll be sleeping. I don't get hit on every day. But I average about once a week.

Sometimes, if it's a regular, I'll give them my number. But I really only use it to try to get them to come in and spend money on the slow nights.

But what this one guy did. Well. Let me tell you about it.

Two regulars. Both men. They come in at various times. Sometimes it's busy, sometimes it's not. I take their order, they occasionally ask how my night had been, tell me something about their night. Whatever.

One day, K says to me. Hey, R and I are going to hang out after we leave here. We are just going to watch some movies and drink some beer. If you don't have anything to do after work, you could come over and hang out with us.

Us. Two of them. No date. Just hanging out with some guys, drinking beer. This is a very non threatening situation.

So I said I wasn't sure since I get off at 3 am. But maybe. They didn't ask for my number. I have them their checks. They paid. Then K said. Here is my number. If you want to hang out when you get off, hit me up.

I don't think I can properly explain this to you guys. But this was so refreshing. Had he asked for my number, I probably wouldn't have gone. But he gave me his number. Put no pressure on me to make a decision in the moment. Invited me out, gave me a way to say yes, but most importantly, gave me time to decide what I really wanted to do. His actions allowed him to stand out from all the other guys who just do the same thing every time.

And no. We didn't have sex THAT night. His friend was there. That would have been weird. But it allowed me to get to know him a little bit better, and decide that he is someone I want to have sex with. And we have sex. And it was great. And I felt very relaxed. And it was because initially, he showed me respect.

The whole cutting girls down and trying to make them feel like shit so they fuck you for validation thing. That maybe works on girls. But if you want to fuck a real woman, you need to change your game. And I get that virgins supposedly have super tight pussys, but I have only ever had compliments on how nice mine feels. And because I am more experienced, I get loads of compliments on pretty much everything I do. But in order to experience those things from me. Or from any confident woman for that matter. Respect is the key. Recognize that I am a human being. I like sex. If you play your cards right, you'll get it. But acting like an asshole, isn't going to get you this.