so a few weeks ago I get a text on Signal and its from that tinder hookup guy. He says he was thinking of me, so I say hi and ask how he’s doing. We chat and then he sends me a dick pic. haha. I send him a pic of me in one of my outfits. 

Over the week we text some pics back and forth and he says he’s going to come back out to the bay area later the next month.

A few weeks go by and then he texts me that he is in town the next week. We make a date for that next week.

The day comes and we re-negotiate a time and eventually decide for him to come over.

I think its for us to get some dinner and then fuck but he just came to fuck and run.

I invite him in and we hug and kiss. He has lost a bunch of weight but he’s not looking great in my mind. He had a heart attack in February and has been working on getting and staying healthy. But I notice when we kiss that he doesn’t smell right to me. He smells like he is still sick.

We eventually go upstairs and strip and he goes down on me and it’s good. He does this for awhile and then takes a break. I offer to go down on him and as I do, I am assaulted by the worst stench I have ever encountered. It’s all I can do to not gag – so I make a really short effort and then he puts a condom on and he fucks me until he comes.

It’s over so fast and I am disappointed that i didn’t enjoy it like I had a couple of years ago.

My chemistry has changed so much – all the guys that I was really into before don’t feel right, don’t smell right, don’t turn me on at all.

We get dressed and I notice some marks on the sheet – he is gross and I am trying to be nice and get him out of my house. 

We make our goodbyes and I strip the bed, and jump in the shower. I smell like him and it makes me nauseous. I’ve never experienced this before so I am going to have to be busy every time he comes back into town because I don’t think I can stomach him again.