Hi everyone! I'm Flirty's friend Sassy who came to town for a visit. As she said in her earlier blog, I came to town with the half-joking goal of a random hookup. I didn't actually expect it to happen. Things like that never happen to me. Who knew Flirty's comment, "It would have been rude to say no" would be the catalyst to helping me achieve my goal?
I got to town around 8 pm, after a five hour drive after working all day. By about 10 o'clock, we'd met the Masseuse. I didn't originally pay much attention to him because he seemed to be flirting with Bossy, who I had just met. Not wanting to step on any toes, I kept my distance, even though I thought he was cute. A bit later, the Masseuse was standing around with me, Bossy and Flirty. Turns out, the man has magic hands. He started giving us head and neck massages, in turn, that made all of us start purring and come close to melting in puddles at his feet. [Ed. note: she's not exaggerating. And he knows he's good at it, and that it's his money shot with women, which just makes it that much sexier. There are pictures where we have looks of ecstasy on our faces to prove it. Unfortunately we can't post them, or this blog would no longer be anonymous, so use your imagination.] Still not sure of how things stood with Bossy, Flirty had a quick consult with Bossy to scope out the situation. Bossy said nothing was going on with her and that the field was open for either of us.
When the dancing started, I decided, why not? I saw him talking with a couple of girls that he seemed pretty friendly with, but it didn't seem like either was his gf. I started working on getting the Masseuse's attention. After a bit, I got him out on the dance floor with me. After the cops came and busted up the party, we all left the party together. Flirty was telling us the story of her public PDA. When he heard me agree with her, "It would have been rude to say no" comment, he grabbed me, dipped me and laid a big one on me.
After going to another bar together, the Masseuse asked what "my intentions" were for the night. I told him I was on vacation and ready to have some fun. He promised me a full body massage if I came back to his place with him. With hands like his, who would turn him down? He said he had to take his buddy (I'd spent the early part of the night joking with some of Flirty's friends, betting how many dead bodies the buddy had buried in his basement) home, but I didn't think anything of it. The whole drive, though, his buddy (who was wasted) kept asking what bar we were going to next. The Masseuse and I had no plans of going to another bar. Turns out, the buddy was visiting from out of town, so was going home with us. Weird. [Ed. note: the situation was not the only weird thing. The buddy was seriously strange, and not in the strange sexy way like a Johnny Depp, and none of us would go near him despite the Masseuse's plea that we give his boy some love.]
After about a 1 minute shoulder rub, the Masseuse was done with the full body massage (so much for promises, huh?) We soon discovered that neither of us had any protection with us. That put a damper on the fun in my eyes. The Masseuse tried to persuade me to let things happen, since he'd been married for 8 years and only been with one girl since. Wasn't good enough for me. As we were laying in bed talking, he started telling me about this girl he'd been seeing off and on (sounds like maybe for a couple months or so, right?) who was probably mad at him because he'd been ignoring her calls all night because she was trying to get serious and he just wasn't ready. I asked him why he was telling me this, and he shut up.
The next morning, I had breakfast with Flirty and Bossy. Turns out, Bossy has known the Masseuse for a while. The girl he'd been seeing "off and on" -- he'd been seeing her for about 2 years. That explains why she might be trying to get serious. Bossy also knows of at least 2 women he'd been with since his divorce. The guy was definitely trying to convince me he was clean! [Ed. note: we decided that the harder a guy tries to convince you that he is an angel, the greater likelihood that he is a huge player. Not that this is a dealbreaker, but we will SO call a guy out on that bullshit.]
When the Masseuse dropped me off at Flirty's the next morning, he got my number, but I don't expect (or want) him to call. But it was definitely a great trip!
