I go home and get ready, and we meet at a nice trendy spot in the downtown area.
She is looking good enough to eat in her high heels, and an outfit that accentuated her tight, fit body.
I talk to her a few more times due to luck and a few well timed arrivals at work, and I find out she is getting her car washed on Saturday I tell her that I was going to get mine washed on the same day.
I also suggested we should meet up for lunch while our cars were being washed, there was good place to eat next to the place.
She had to be a woman who loved rough sex, I couldn’t imagine making love to her, hell her thrusts could probably knock me off the bed and have me sore, crawled up in the fetal position.
The question was, risk the pain and humiliation to get with Denise or leave her alone to the meathead types that work out with her?
One day I came up with a clever ploy to see if I could find a way to work my way into Denise’s good graces.
I decided to use a common interest of ours, since we both had expensive German cars it was an easy and logical choice as a starting point.
The thought of it all turned me off but seeing her made me want to put up with the pain.I have NEVER been attracted to muscle women, actually come to think of it whenever I’d see a chick on the cover of a muscle mag, it was a HUGE turn-off.This was me until I met Denise, the cardiovascular nurse who I worked with periodically.Now I normally keep my car in pristine condition, I wash it weekly, and if any debris or trash get on it I take it off almost immediately (I loved that damn car).A few days earlier I had driven down a dirt road and my pristine car was dirty, rather than immediately wash it I left some of the dirt on there.