Baltimore

Matt- Part 1

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I’m back! After taking a nice break for the month of August, it’s time to get back to the stories. So let’s see where we left off. I was having a pretty awful summer of trying to date. If you need to catch up, check out Where Have All the Good Men Gone? After all of those duds, I met Matt. He was like a refreshing glass of lemonade on a hot summer day. The yin to my yang of bad dating juju. At first glance, he seemed to be exactly what I had been looking for all this time.

Humble Beginnings

Matt was one of the rare cases where a guy sent me a very bland “Hey what’s up?” first message on match. While I typically ignore those, he seemed decently attractive in his pictures, and I was intrigued by our common interests. We kept up some basic getting to know you messages for a few days before he asked if I was interested in meeting for a date. I agreed and we chose a cute, local coffee shop that was kind of a middle ground for both of us for our first date. Perfectly timed, he got there first and had waited for me to order. He made the often times complicated process of figuring out who’s going to pay easy by ordering his drink and then saying to the barista, and whatever she’s having. Ah, a true gentleman at last!

Aside from the normal first date jitters, things were off to a good start. We sat down with our coffee and entered into an easy conversation of getting to know each other better. There were no major pauses or lulls in the conversation as we worked from one topic to the next. Another bonus, Matt was definitely more attractive in person than he was in his profile pictures. An honest to goodness true rarity in online dating.

A couple of hours later we decided to wrap things up, and we both happily agreed that we would like to see each other again. He gave me his number and walked me to my car, parting with a very appropriate and welcomed end of date hug. It was nice to leave a date feeling so lovely with a bit of pep in my step. Later that week we made plans for a second date, and I was feeling cautiously optimistic.

Date 2- Dilemma

For our second date we had agreed to meet up at an outdoor arts festival in Baltimore. The weather had been fine all day, but as our date approached, things started turning overcast and it looked like thunderstorms were about to work their way in. Just as I was about to head out, the sky decided to open up.

As much as I love a good singing in the rain moment, that’s not exactly what I had in mind for our second date. Luckily Matt scooped in with some alternate plans to go to a bar near his place. A nice time at drinks led to dinner. Then dinner led to more drinks, some flirting, and the two of us slowly working our way closer and closer. Finally, Matt leaned in for the first kiss. Take note, gentlemen, it’s definitely worth it to take your time working up to the first kiss.

That kiss quickly led to more making out and us heading back to his place. I hesitated when he invited me to his place. It was only the second date after all, and I didn’t know what kind of expectations he might have. Sensing my hesitation, Matt said “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

Feeling a bit more at ease, off we went. Coincidentally one of our shared interests was soccer, and the United States happened to be having one of their world cup matches late that evening. I figured we could make out for a bit and then enjoy watching the game together before I left. What actually happened is that the soccer game was on in the background while we made out on the couch all throughout the game occasionally breaking apart when it sounded like something exciting was happening. It was the strangest, but loveliest soccer match I’ve ever watched. It was also a very long second date. Around midnight when the match was finally over and we’d exhausted our capacity for making out before things started going too far, Matt kindly walked me back to my car and we parted ways. Insert Perma-grin here.¬†Common interests, a great kisser, and the perfect amount of chivalrous. I was hooked.

Date Three- Happy Dance

After our marathon second date, things continued to move forward with Matt. Our third date involved a little friendly competition with mini golfing, dinner, and then me inviting him back to my place. A distinctly different ending to a third date than most others. Rather than trying to find a way to let a guy down easy, I was busy exploring all the fun ways of making out while maintaining restraint.

One thing was certain. I was committed to taking things slowly this time around. It had been a while since being intimate with a guy, and I didn’t want to ruin the good vibes we were creating by going too fast. Luckily, Matt seemed to be totally fine with this. He had a sweet way of always asking if it was ok to do something before just diving in. I highly recommend that tactic as a great way to get a girl’s consent and make sure everyone is comfortable.

With Matt and I both happy that he’d passed the three date rule, things were looking up. What happens next? You’ll have to wait until next week to find out.

Until next time,

xoxo.

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