Dating
Wine tasting or a date
He was laughing , he was always laughing. But then he said it again. "You should let me take you out on a date, I promise you it will be the best first date you ever had." I chuckled to myself. I had know him for years , with no romantic inclinations. I might lean my head on his shoulder. but I couldn't remember the color of his eyes. I did not think about rubbing his hairy chest.
Antoinette L BreyPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsMerrick Merlot
“You can set your coat right there.” He motioned towards the hunter green velvet couch. His voice only managed to disrupt my thoughts as I stood enamored by the crackling of the fireplace. The aroma coming from the kitchen was enough to convince me to stay.
Creative ConnoisseurPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsHolding On To Hope
I sit here tonight, in this very moment starting to write down all the things that need to be said or that I feel that I need to say. I'll start off with the most obvious, I have loved you since the very first day that I meet you in May of 2008. We have been through so much good and bad, and its taken us so long to get to where we are now. It's taken us 11 years to be able to speak to each other about things, and not yell. Do we still fight oh yes we do, but everyone argues or has a disagreement. We have an amazing son, who seems to be more and more like you with each passing day, and not just with his appearance.
Sharon GriffinPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsMy Confession is That I'm Afraid of Relationships
I wish my confession was one of the funny or cute ones like I burped in my boyfriend’s face or I fell on a date. Although the latter has happened to me (right as my then-boyfriend was about to kiss me), I’m going to share something that leaves me feeling vulnerable and embarrassed.
Jade M.Published 3 years ago in ConfessionsFirst Date Epic Fail
This is the best romantic fail I have ever had! Oh my lord how can I put this in words well here it goes... I'd say around 2012ish I had agreed to a blind date. Her name was Chelsea and she was a TA ( Teacher's Assistant) do they still have these? Let me know on that lol, chelsea o we start our brief courtship texting, yes texting the totally modern way of talking lol. But to be fair at the time I was super busy I couldn't talk but my job i could text. We agree after a few days of talking to meet in person oh my god did she have a super suprise for me
Todd SimmonsPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe Night I Will Remember Years Later
I was 17 years old out with a few friends and a potential new boyfriend. This guy at first, I had no intention of dating because he had gone out with a few of my girlfriends and one of them was still interested in him and asked me to ask him if there was any chance for them. There was not, and if there had been I was a complication to that happening.
Amanda J MollettPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsOh, Don't Mind Me.......
I always stopped by the grocery store after my workout at the gym. They had the best coffee bar, even better than the leading coffee chain. As I waited in line I felt eyes watching me. Quickly turning to my right to look over my shoulder, I caught his gaze. He looked busted and embarrassed. I asked him if he needed some help, and told him to "take a picture, it lasts longer". He had the deepest, darkest brown eyes, almost like chocolate covered marbles. I'm not going to lie, they drew me him. As he slowly approached , I felt excited that he was coming over to me. Reality check...SCREECH... I looked like a sweaty pig, hair wet and sticking to my scalp from the aerobic workout. Praying that the sweat stains under my armpits weren't visible and thank God I had worn dark yoga pants, so the basement sweat didn't show through as much. He extended his hand, a strong, well manicured chocolate extremity, the end of the muscled forearm and bicep. I looked up from his hand, forearm, bicep and finally to his face, which framed his blindingly white teeth. Wow he was pretty handsome and the body was banging, what I aspired to have from all my gym workouts. He introduced himself, but I couldn't hear what he was saying because I was infatuated with the whole package. Explaining that he had seen me there a couple times before and finally had the courage to approach me, he gave me his phone number and asked if he could take me out. Faking my confidence, because I still felt like that I didn't look my best, I gave him my number and agreed to going out with him in the near future. He said he would call, about faced and walked away. The view was equally delicious going as it was coming. The Barista asked me for my order, my head still reeling from the encounter I just ordered a medium house brew.
Antonia WebberPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsYou Had Me At Merlot
You Had Me At Merlot Angela Ford ©2021 I was sixteen when my mother taught me the art of invisible strength. A strategy for winning arguments, though neither of us knew it at the time. “When you are a dreamer, mess happens.”
Angela FordPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsPeter, Take Care of My Girlfriend
Sorry sweetheart, going to be late. Peter will take care of you. April blinked back angry tears at the sight of the text message on her phone. Take care of me? She wondered, what does that even mean? Chewing the inside of her cheek she put the finishing touches on her makeup and stepped out of the bathroom. Peter had been leaning against the kitchen counter, distracting himself with his phone until she was ready.
Kelsey ReichPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe Last Leg
It's Saturday morning and my closed blinds aren't fullfilling their purpose of keeping the light out of my hotel room. I can hear the rumbling of car engines outside my window as I lay in bed admiring the ambition of those wild with life on this weekend morning. My bed sheets are twisted and my pillow is stained with last nights eye makeup. I'm an emotional wreck. Its the final leg of my last flight as an attendant.
Lesli WalkerPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsStanding Ground
My first time was with a friend. I had made an offhand joke that for a bottle of Jack, I’d be willing to have sex. I eventually had some serious hesitation in doing such a thing with him, but after having my repeated nos and being told that I was not allowed to change my mind, going through with having intercourse with him seemed my only option. I will say that the hour spent is something I can never get back. I say spent, but I honestly mean wasted. For me, that was a complete waste of my time. He did assure me that even though I didn’t feel it, I did get an orgasm. Anyone with any sort of common sense will understand how stupid that type of comment really is. He was also more keen on the idea of ‘bedding a virgin’ then making sure that I actually enjoyed the act. I know for sure he enjoyed himself. So there’s that, I suppose. While this may not matter to some, it’s still vital to understand and comprehend what happened.
Kristal LewandowskiPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsDating is So Overrated: A History
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman in possession of a great personality must be in want of a partner.
Jillian SpiridonPublished 3 years ago in Confessions