Closet
Sex Kittens:
Not Just Another Piece of Pussy.
By
Paul Dent
An
old friend of mine (we’ll call him Luke here because he said
he wanted to remain anonymous) was tired of being single and
sick of having to hit the bars and clubs every Saturday night
in an attempt to meet women.
Naturally,
I suggested he sign up with SexyAds.
Luke
agreed to give it a try. He said he was looking for something
long-term, but if he got laid in the process then so much the
better.
Every
now and then, Luke and I meet up for a drink at Michael’s
(if you’re ever in the Knoxville area of Tennessee, drop by
for an ale) and he tells me about what’s been happening in
his life, particularly his sex life.
He’s
usually fairly blasé about that sort of stuff, but one
particular night I could sense that he was genuinely excited.
I knew there was something he wanted to tell me but was
holding out for some reason or other.
“What
is it?” I asked and Luke gave me a puzzled look.
“What’s
what?”
“What
is it you want to tell me?”
Luke
took a sip of his beer and grinned. “It’s just funny how
sometimes life doesn’t turn out the way you expected.”
“What
do you mean?” I asked.
“Well,
a few months ago, I started emailing this woman on your site.
I guess I found her interesting because her ad didn’t
mention sex in any way, shape or form.”
“That
doesn’t sound like you!” I joked and Luke laughed.
“No.
But seriously, we’ve been sending messages back and forth
ever since. Just for fun, y’know. And in the end curiosity
got the better of me and I asked her out on a date.
“And?”
“Well,
at first, she seemed kind of quiet and really coy. She seemed
uncomfortable even talking about sex. And I was thinking
‘she’s lovely and all but a bit conservative for my
tastes’.”
“Who
isn’t?” I joked again.
Luke
simply smiled. “Yeah, but here’s the thing,” he said,
giving me that sly-dog look of his. “I wound up taking her
back to my place and it was the best goddamn sex I’ve had in
my entire life.”
“No
shit?”
“Nope.
I’ve gotta tell ya, man. She was awesome. Absolutely
incredible.”
Truth
is, I wasn’t exactly surprised by Luke’s supposed
revelation. It reminded me of a time when I was in my
mid-twenties and had just started dating a girl by the name of
Courtney. She was very cute but, I thought, not an overly
sexual person.
Courtney
and I went out two or three times before the subject of sex
even came up, but once it did, she seemed as eager as me to
get between the sheets. I guess she had just been waiting to
see if the chemistry was right.
I
still wasn’t expecting much from the act itself, but how
wrong I turned out to be.
Courtney
was, to use Luke’s expression, absolutely incredible and
completely uninhibited in bed. She barely said a word while we
were fucking, but she didn’t need to. She was one of those
people who gets lost in the moment and is totally absorbed by
the intensity of it all. I remember lying there afterwards and
thinking that whoever came up with the line about not judging
a book by its cover sure got it right.
Even
after we’d done the deed, Courtney rarely talked about sex
when we were out. Yet, as soon as we were back at her place,
things just seemed to happen naturally. I didn’t need to ask
if she wanted to be on top. I didn’t need to ask if she
wanted to do it doggy-style. And once, without so much as a
word of warning, she blew me right there on the balcony, in
full view of the neighbors in the apartment block across the
way (I hope they got off on it because I sure did!)
I
guess that’s the point of telling you all this.
Some
women like to send out the message that they’re sexual
dynamos – some deliver on this promise, others don’t –
and some keep you guessing. It’s not that they’re
consciously trying to be mysterious. It’s just that they
believe actions speak louder than words.
It
may take a little extra charm and effort to get these closet
sex kittens to open up to you. But believe me, once you’ve
made them feel sexy and desirable, they’ll sure make it
worth your while.
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