I’m remarkably thoughtful for so early in the morning. The blame rests solely on the fact that I’m starting work so my mind is working separate from my body.
After the unfortunately brief interlude with the previous Mr, I’d decided that I needed a break from the treacherous pool that is dating. No dating, no sex, no spankings (Whaaaa?? I know, right?). I figured I’d take a few weeks to reconfigure and get my mind right. I get a little crazy sometimes so I need the mental break from things.
My Fet account has been pretty quiet lately. I’m not really seeking anyone so no real efforts to meet people from there have been made. I might get one or two messages every so often, but nothing I see amounting to much.
(Get to the point of the post already? Yeesh)
Anyway, someone messaged me yesterday that, from his profile picture, is very much the type of guy I’m attracted to. Big, muscular, athletic, easy smile, great sense of humor. Yummy, just yummy.
He mentioned looking through my pictures and his mutual love of spanking. I sent him a few face pictures after exchanging messages and phone numbers. Then I waited…
I know I’m not everyone’s preference look wise especially considering the men I’m attracted to. Not classic or typical in my appearance with my dark skin, curves, and short hair. I know I’m attractive, but I’ve had my share of rejection so sending face pictures out always makes me nervous.
You’ll say that it doesn’t matter if one person doesn’t find me attractive because there’s a host of men who do. I know, I hear that! It still doesn’t make me feel any better when I like someone, send them a photo, and then never hear from them again. Now guess who feels like an ugly stepsister?
Oh yea, I’m insecure. Men like confident women, but it’s hard to be so when things bring ya down.
More people need to tell me I’m sexy! 😉
So, in the midst of typing out this post, he texted me. Guess he liked the photos. Maybe I’ll finally get a nice spanking. Because I can forgo dating and sex, but my ass needs a good spanking. Fingers crossed, eh?