Gay nightclubs and the perfect gentleman...
Our eyes met across the dance floor of a gay nightclub. I was on a night out with some friends, and he was... well... I'm not entirely sure what he was doing in there, but anyway.... After a few hours of being the only straight couple in the club I played my best line and we left the club together, hand in hand.

Outside, he flagged down a taxi.
I got in.
He closed the door behind me and waved me off into the sunset....
I went home alone, confused, sexually frustrated, and wondering what just happened!

A few days later, I agree to meet him for a drink in a bar in town.
I arrive.
We drink, talk, kiss, but still he can't be persuaded to come home with me.
I go home alone once again, still confused, sexually frustrated and starting to think there might be something wrong with me. Or him...

We repeat the above a few more times, until some weeks later, he comes to my house to cook me lunch and to prove that there is life outside of vegetarianism (he's French - they don't understand the concept of not eating meat!)
He cooks (salmon, and it was delicious - his plan worked perfectly!)
We talk, eat, kiss, and all is going well. I'm confident that this is the day that I'll get what I've been waiting for all this time.

That is, until my housemate walks into the room....

There is a look of horror on both of their faces.
She makes her excuses and goes to her room.
He makes his excuses and leaves the house pretty sharpish.

A few enquiries later, and I find out that my new acquaintance works for my housemates mum. Ok, so maybe that time it was just too close for comfort... but still, I'm alone once again with those familiar feelings of sexual frustration. Argh!!!

We did eventually manage to get it together after a few more weeks of sexual frustrations, and four years later, we're still together and very happy.

I later found out that he was actually just playing the part of a gentleman on each of the dates which I had considered to be 'non-starters'. Being an English girl, I'd clearly forgotten that existed and had just assumed that he didn't want to sleep with me....!!
(etak, Tue 2 Sep 2008, 22:11, 1 reply)

Bleeding frog ponce
Click but I don't understand what difference it makes that he works for your housemate's mum?
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 17:35, closed)