Another lawyer.

This will be my third.

We meet on okc and text a bit. He spends every other week here in the city and so we set a date 2 weeks out when he is back.

The day comes and I wear one of my fun dotted dresses, with white thigh high stockings. I meet him at the bar but get there early so I wait a bit.

Finally he comes sauntering up. He’s cuter than in person. Black, from jamaica, but been in the us since he was 16.

We go into the bar and he buys us drinks. He wants to sit next to me – which makes it hard to talk because we both have to sit sideways a little and I have no panties on so I don’t want to flash everyone.

He calls me out for being a little stiff and nervous and I am – I don’t know why.

We end up having a great conversation. I drank a couple of tequilas over ice and loosened up a bit.

He asked if I still wanted to continue our date and move to another bar – so he took me to the Lookout and we had another drink. We kiss at the bar a little and he asks if I would go back to his place to smoke some pot. I’m attracted to him so I say yes and we walk down Castro to his place. 

He pulls out a bong and smokes a little. We kiss. Then i smoke a little. He puts on funk and then some reggae and we start dancing. He is running his hands up and down my body and then my dress comes off. I am wearing thigh high stockings and no underwear so he is seriously turned on by what he sees. He guides me to the couch and parts my legs and goes down on me. Mmmmm. 

We move to the bedroom, i keep the stockings on and he goes down on me again. Then he wants to fuck me so I am ok with that with a condom. He begrudgingly pulls one out and puts it on. We fuck a bit and then he kisses me more and then he takes the condom off and I suck him a bit. 

Then he wants to fuck me again – he says something stupid like “get ready to be fucked out of this world like no one else has ever fucked you.”

I’m thinking, oh honey, you are nowhere big enough to do that. After my tall poly guy, nothing so far has come close. I enjoy myself, but it’s not mind-altering. 

He pulls another condom out and makes to put it on – i think. Then we are fucking and I want to get on top. So he rolls off and over and I see he doesn’t have a condom on. Fuck! I am pissed but I am seriously stoned and tipsy so i continue to fuck him until my knees hurt, we roll over again and he says he’s going to come – I don’t want him coming in me, so he pulls out and comes on my stomach. 

It was lovely but the next day I send him a text saying that now that I am sober, I am well and truly pissed that he didn’t use a condom after I had expressly asked more than once and that he made like he put one on, but I didn’t notice that he hadn’t until it was too late. Devious, fucker. Frankly amounts to date rape. I said no and he went ahead and did it anyway.

He apologized and said it wouldn’t happen again. Damn straight. Fucker.