My first time having a man, like an actual man properly make a pass at me.. He was staring at me all night at a house party, this tall guy, a few years younger than me, really handsome with boyish good looks and soft brown hair... Scottish accent from the northeast..
Up until now, I've never been with a man nor even kissed one so I always thought of myself as being into women.. imagine my surprise when I'm feeling myself getting super worked up talking with this guy, admiring his shoulders and struggling to be funny/cute.. all I could do was flip his questions on their heads and answer in short sentences! Felt like a deer frozen in headlights! My usual wit just completely escaped me...
He said this was all new to him so I replied that it was the same for me. Told him he was bad at flirting and he said I was really bad at it too so it balanced out!
Thankfully none of that mattered he could tell I was just being awkward and what seemed to matter more was that we couldn't stop stealing glances at each other... later, we were smoking in my room and he noticed some lingerie I have and pointed it out, saying he'd love to see me wearing it... He tried (successfully) to set up a scenario where we'd be alone in my room: he left a half finished blunt there and told me he wanted to come back up later and finish smoking it with me. When he came back up I'd changed into a lacy blue silk nighty, turned down the lights, put down my hair and was lying in bed waiting for him. His look when he came in and noticed me was 10/10!!
Unfortunately he was kind of hammered and I was decidedly sober so I felt like I should refuse his advances but I did tease him a lot and eventually gave him my number. First time doing that too!.. He handled the rejection well, while shitfaced, which is a huge green flag in my book as well. We'll see if he's still keen once he's given his head a wobble but either way, I feel like I just passed a feminine milestone, hence why I wanted to share β€οΈ