Beautiful Slob - Was it worth it, and should he see her again?
For all of you who responded to my last post about seducing a beautiful cougar slob, this is how things turned out. Read and give me your opinion at the end. The last time we saw Cara, she was in the middle of a little snack...
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Mathew was trying to decide if he wanted to continue trying to seduce her. That was a big "yes" for Mathew. He invited her to different venues after that, but she'd always leave early (playing hard to get?). Finally, Mathew lucked out when he went back to the lounge and she happened to show up.
"Great to see you again!" Mathew said.
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They got a table and talked for a little bit. Mathew was charming and flirty. Then Mathew saw her heading for the bar for a snack. He quickly intervened, seductively whispering an invitation to come back to his place.
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Normally, Mathew would have some sort of game plan to get a woman in the mood -- wine from he home bar, snuggling in front of the fireplace, etc. He didn't need any of those things tonight -- they were scarcely through the door when Cara attacked him, hungry for love. "I could just eat you up," she said.
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They made their way upstairs. "Back that booty up over here, Mama."
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The morning after. Who knew Cara had a six-pack??
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Mathew came downstairs and was immediately struck with horror. Oh no! She found the fridge. He had purposely not offered to make her breakfast.
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I can't watch, thought Mathew.
Mathew: "I'm just going to go into the living room while you eat."
Cara: "Okay I'll come with you."
Mathew: "That's okay--you're probably more comfortable at the table."
Cara: "It's fine. I want to be close to you."
Mathew: (Long pause.) "Great."
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Oh Dear Lord, thought Mathew to himself.
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"I'm going to stand over here with my back to you and stretch. It has nothing to do with the way you're eating."
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Soon, Cara left, placing her bowl on the floor for Mathew to clean up.
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Mathew was trying to decide if he wanted to continue trying to seduce her. That was a big "yes" for Mathew. He invited her to different venues after that, but she'd always leave early (playing hard to get?). Finally, Mathew lucked out when he went back to the lounge and she happened to show up.
"Great to see you again!" Mathew said.
They got a table and talked for a little bit. Mathew was charming and flirty. Then Mathew saw her heading for the bar for a snack. He quickly intervened, seductively whispering an invitation to come back to his place.
Normally, Mathew would have some sort of game plan to get a woman in the mood -- wine from he home bar, snuggling in front of the fireplace, etc. He didn't need any of those things tonight -- they were scarcely through the door when Cara attacked him, hungry for love. "I could just eat you up," she said.
They made their way upstairs. "Back that booty up over here, Mama."
The morning after. Who knew Cara had a six-pack??
Mathew came downstairs and was immediately struck with horror. Oh no! She found the fridge. He had purposely not offered to make her breakfast.
I can't watch, thought Mathew.
Mathew: "I'm just going to go into the living room while you eat."
Cara: "Okay I'll come with you."
Mathew: "That's okay--you're probably more comfortable at the table."
Cara: "It's fine. I want to be close to you."
Mathew: (Long pause.) "Great."
Oh Dear Lord, thought Mathew to himself.
"I'm going to stand over here with my back to you and stretch. It has nothing to do with the way you're eating."
Soon, Cara left, placing her bowl on the floor for Mathew to clean up.
