Just back from the pub (and off the phone to Paul), having been out for a quick drink and proposition in the last hour before closing time. The Bouncer Boy mission has been completed.
An hour earlier I had wandered through the heaving, sloppy throngs, my heart beating in trepidation: Bouncer Boy was there. Not yet brave enough to approach him, I disappeared outside to call Paul. In the lead-up to this outing Paul had told me that he was happy for me to do this, but he wasn't going to get involved - except to be sure I was safe. If I wanted to do this, he said, it was up to me. As always, when I called for some courage he was great but this time he gave me a deadline to leave before closing time... which meant I had no more than 15-20 minutes!
An hour earlier I had wandered through the heaving, sloppy throngs, my heart beating in trepidation: Bouncer Boy was there. Not yet brave enough to approach him, I disappeared outside to call Paul. In the lead-up to this outing Paul had told me that he was happy for me to do this, but he wasn't going to get involved - except to be sure I was safe. If I wanted to do this, he said, it was up to me. As always, when I called for some courage he was great but this time he gave me a deadline to leave before closing time... which meant I had no more than 15-20 minutes!
I bought a glass of wine, drank it in five minutes and felt braver.
Eventually he was by himself and I approached. We exchanged small talk (nice smile, polite and definitely nervous...oh, and still very cute). I told him I has been thinking about giving him my phone number. He squirmed, then told me that he had a girlfriend.
Eventually he was by himself and I approached. We exchanged small talk (nice smile, polite and definitely nervous...oh, and still very cute). I told him I has been thinking about giving him my phone number. He squirmed, then told me that he had a girlfriend.
"Ah," I said with a smile, "Well, I have a husband."
He laughed, looked keen but stayed faithful. I thought for a moment about giving him my number anyway and leaving him (and us) at the mercy of his temptation, but decided against it.
I called Paul as soon as I got home. Despite my offer being declined, the outcome was good. A last minute dalliance with Bouncer Boy would have been amazing, but probably not what either of us (Paul and I) really need right now. And while I am feeling even more horny as I write, the biggest achievement for me was that I plucked up the courage to do this - and managed to do it in a way that leaves me feeling empowered...and with my dignity preserved.
And as Paul said, we can just put this down to practice.
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