Philippa Jane
04-23-2025, 12:23 PM
About three weeks ago now I met a number of people at a Stitch brunch. Most of the people who turn up to these events are ladies and I managed to sit with a number of them. Opposite me was a woman who I?ve met before and to her right was a lady who was new to me. Although I can?t honestly say that she struck me immediately with her looks or conversation I was drawn to her and she to me.
She and I were the last to leave the caf? and we stood in the car park and had a quick chat and I was asked if I was a hugger? I said yes and we had a brief hug. I never take this sort of thing for granted as consent is a big thing here.
After that we agreed that perhaps we would have another cup of coffee or meet somewhere .To my surprise she sent me a message the following week to ask if we could meet at the same caf?.
What started out as a brunch of possibly two hours became 2 ? hours where we decided that perhaps we should go back to my house and continue talking. That brunch started at approximately 10:00 o?clock in the morning and finished around about five o?clock in the afternoon.
No firm plans were made but we did text each other during the week and on the Thursday before Good Friday I was asked if I would like to go to lunch at her house. This was to be another marathon event but neither of us expected it to last as long as it did. I arrived just before lunchtime 12:00 o?clock and I didn?t leave until 11 that night.
During our discussions I was to find out many things, some of which were to do with how she had travelled and the places she had seen. So many adventures; I in comparison must be quite boring. What I did find out as seems to be a common theme with a lot of women I have met they all seem to have been married at least twice.
What was perhaps an eye opener for me was the times where she had told me she had been to sex clubs with a husband or a partner I can?t really remember who, but that she had joined in with threesomes on a number of occasions.
I of course know that this happens but I have yet to have met anybody other than her who has actually admitted to one of these sessions. If that was not enough to rock my socks then she told me that she was a masseuse and that on many occasions she supplemented her income with happy endings.
I am not shocked or judgmental on any of the things that she told me rather it?s nice to know that she trusts me enough to tell me things that perhaps she wouldn?t tell other people.
I have been up front with her in our discussions in that I would like to meet somebody who is independent, has their own home and perhaps at some stage there might be friends with benefits.
Until then I?ll continue just to be a friend.
She and I were the last to leave the caf? and we stood in the car park and had a quick chat and I was asked if I was a hugger? I said yes and we had a brief hug. I never take this sort of thing for granted as consent is a big thing here.
After that we agreed that perhaps we would have another cup of coffee or meet somewhere .To my surprise she sent me a message the following week to ask if we could meet at the same caf?.
What started out as a brunch of possibly two hours became 2 ? hours where we decided that perhaps we should go back to my house and continue talking. That brunch started at approximately 10:00 o?clock in the morning and finished around about five o?clock in the afternoon.
No firm plans were made but we did text each other during the week and on the Thursday before Good Friday I was asked if I would like to go to lunch at her house. This was to be another marathon event but neither of us expected it to last as long as it did. I arrived just before lunchtime 12:00 o?clock and I didn?t leave until 11 that night.
During our discussions I was to find out many things, some of which were to do with how she had travelled and the places she had seen. So many adventures; I in comparison must be quite boring. What I did find out as seems to be a common theme with a lot of women I have met they all seem to have been married at least twice.
What was perhaps an eye opener for me was the times where she had told me she had been to sex clubs with a husband or a partner I can?t really remember who, but that she had joined in with threesomes on a number of occasions.
I of course know that this happens but I have yet to have met anybody other than her who has actually admitted to one of these sessions. If that was not enough to rock my socks then she told me that she was a masseuse and that on many occasions she supplemented her income with happy endings.
I am not shocked or judgmental on any of the things that she told me rather it?s nice to know that she trusts me enough to tell me things that perhaps she wouldn?t tell other people.
I have been up front with her in our discussions in that I would like to meet somebody who is independent, has their own home and perhaps at some stage there might be friends with benefits.
Until then I?ll continue just to be a friend.