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A Tinder Story...

Known more then one girl who was on Tinder or other website because she was bored/just got dumped and was looking for attention and validation.
 
I finally found the time to read this, not all of it, but far enough to where it should've ended. :twofinger

Basically, been there, done that, but mine never got to as far as your experience did because I got the hint sooner. Sorry, bro! :laughing

PS - pre-Tinder, because back in my days, we actually had to pick up women in meat-space! :afm199
 
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cute how you unmatched her on tinder after looking at her last login timestamp so she wouldn't see your last login timestamp. :laughing

protip for okc users to get around this timestamp issue: http://okcreeper.me/

humans can be pretty complicated and unpredictable sometimes, but don't let the lack of a happy ending take away from the bon feelings and bon times you spent with her. and thanks for sharing. :thumbup
 
What you and DBJ do behind closed doors is your business. No, I don't want to come to your lemon party.

:twofinger
 
TL;DR x 999999999999999


at first i thought it was, long, then i scrolled down, then more , then more, then "uh yeah fuck that"

from everyone elses posts, sounds like you showed too much interest, too soon. a SURE turn off to most any girl. and yeah, dont ever expect anything real from freakin' Tinder :laughing I doubt there is a single quality girl on there. its CLEARLY an app for hooking up. right minded girls dont want to hook up - bat shit crazy ones do. if you want a real relationship - drop Tinder

and that is my advice, having not read your post :twofinger
 
rjbrittain11 said:
A Tinder connection, and the ups and downs. Try and hang around for the whole thing, you might get a kick out of it. Its long, so if you don't want to read it, I don't care.

I'm swiping through the options one afternoon at work on my ipad. I like using my ipad since the pictures are bigger. Left, left, left, lef...oh wait, this ones good!

You have a match! Well, I'll keep playing, I don't want to message her right away. If I message right away, I might come off as needy, so I’ll way a bit. I'm not an overtly handsome guy, nor am I am extremely tall, only 6 foot. I feel I'm average, but I get alot matches, as my profile is set up very well. I can go through my Tinder app and I have over 400 active matches. I would probably get more matches, but I swipe left on every blonde, no matter what. I'm just not into them, even if for one night. Here's a caveat, I live in the SF bay area, but not in San Francisco the city. From my work though I match with girls in the city with my Discovery Settings, but not at my house.

I can't remember if it was a couple hours or a couple days later, but I messaged her. I don't want to bore you with the details, but I get her number within a few messages and quickly start up text conversations that lasts all day. I am only showing the amount of interest she is, and more often than not, I pull away before she does.

We plan on meeting at a bar in SF to watch the Dallas Cowboys game (The one that was on the Sunday night before Thanksgiving). She HATES the cowboys, as she is a 49ers fan, but the Cowboys are my favorite team. I am not from the Bay Area, s0 keep the jokes to yourself...

I take her meeting up over a Cowboys game as a good sign, as I wouldn't want to watch one of my main rivals, unless they are playing the Cowboys. When I walk into the bar I make a quick scan and can't find her. I text her and tell her I don't see her and she quickly points me in the right direction. As I approach her and see her on her phone, I think to myself "holy shit, shes way hotter in person than the pictures she had!" I was very much more interested at this point.

Introductions are made, we have a great time, a little touching, but nothing sexual. After the game I offer to take her home as she took Uber to the bar, but she declined and said she would just called Uber again. I wait outside with her as she waits for her car to arrive. Once it does, we give each other a hug and I kiss her on the cheek.

Shit...I fucked that up and this isn't going anywhere...

The next day we text as normal, about everything and anything under the sun. I play The Question Game with her, which I love to do over text! It’s a game where you asks questions back and forth but you can’t ask the other person the same questions. It’s a good way to get to know someone that you don’t know without it being an interview type scenario. We agree to meet up on Friday after Thanksgiving and shoot some guns, and go for a ride on my motorcycle afterwards. She drives to my place to meet me, then we go shoot guns and it was a great time. She is a horrible shot and over-sold her talents. I felt she loved the jokes I made about her skills. We head back to my place to get ready for the bike ride.

Now here is where it gets interesting...Remember, we haven’t kissed, or had any sexual touching up to this point. I had to change that quickly, or I would get into the friend-zone fast.

We are out in my driveway and I start the bike. We chat about riding for a second and I turn to her and I say “look, we are about to jump on a bike and I’m not going to feed you any BS, we could die. It’s a pretty dangerous sport.” All the while I’m getting closer and closer to her, and at this point one of my hands is on her hip and the other is holding my helmet. “But first I want to do this…”, and I pulled her into me and kissed her. She instantly grabbed me and I could tell she wanted it just as much as I did. I stop kissing her and she says “oh ya? Did you really?” In a quirky and light hearted voice I say, “Yup, but don’t think too much of it, I just wanted to make sure you got a little play before you die, if we were to do so.” I then smiled and turned and put my helmet on.

We ride up to this lookout point in the hills of Berkeley that overlook the WHOLE Bay Area and it can take your breath away at night. The Wall. The lights, the air, the feeling that you are in a remote spot, even though you are in the midst of 5 million people. We get off the bike, a little chilly, and we go sit on the bench and take it all in. We talk for a minute and we kiss again. Then we start making out, and she climbs on my lap and turns and faces me. She leans in a kisses me. At this point I’m thinking one thing: All I have to do is get her back to my place and it’s a done deal. “This was your plan all along wasn’t it? Bring me up here to your make-out point,” she says as her lips leave mine. “Ya, I figured it would do the trick,” I say in a joking tone.

We stop making out and I tell her we should get back to my place where it’s warmer, she agrees. We ride back, get inside my place, get our gear off, and she starts making out with me again. It seems she can’t get enough of this. She is a great kisser. This is where she gets pretty aggressive. She leads me into MY ROOM! It gets hot and heavier very quickly. I’m at the point of taking her shirt off as she says “maybe we should wait to do this.” I’m not worried about it as I like this girl and I’m ok with waiting. After a bit longer of this High School Make-Out session, she leaves and goes home.

The next day that we meet up is the following Tuesday. She meets me again at my house after work to go to dinner. I tell her before she comes over that I have a surprise for her (as she hates surprises) and she will find out at dinner. She presses for the surprise and I give her a couple of hints but never give in and tell her. We played a fun game with it via text. She gets to my house and we leave for dinner and have a great dinner at Benihanna’s, and then back to my place. We are standing in my living room in front of each other holding each other and kissing. She looks up at me and says “what’s this big surprise you have for me?” I look her in her eyes, and with a smile on my face I say “Our Company is having our Christmas party on Saturday night, the 20th, and I want you be my date.” She likes the idea and agrees to the date. Mind you, at this point it’s a two weeks away until the 20th.

The exact carbon copy of what happened the time before happens again this time. But this time when we get to my bedroom, I’m not going to get a NO. Well, throughout the foreplay she won’t let me take her panties off, she’s got it all locked down. I try the takeaway…I stop everything and pull away and just talk as we lie on the bed. After a few minutes I push through again and try another move. Nope. Again, I back off and chat. After a third time of this and another shut down (she doesn’t tell me no, but she moves hands away from certain spots), I pull away for the final time and call it a night. We say our goodbyes and she goes home.

I have plans with friends to go out to a couple of bars in the city, and she agrees to meet up with us. I’m excited about this as I want her to meet a couple of my good friends and see what they think of her. During one of our texts she asks “would you care if I kissed you in front of your friends when I show up?” I said in a smirky text back “I expect you to :)”.

She meets up with us and she shows just as much touching and kissing to me as I do to her, most of it is initiated by her. I have a feeling at this point that she’s really into me as she wanted to meet my friends, and the affection she is showing to me is real. After the bars we go eat at a diner, and my friends are interested in asking us about Tinder. We both share our stories and she logs on to her Tinder to show them what I had said to her to get her attention. We all had a fun time chatting about it. By the end of the night, I drive her home at 3am, but don’t try to initiate anything that will lead to me staying over. Again, I’m ok with it.

A couple of days go by of texting. Banter back and forth, playing small games, teasing, the whole thing. She informs me that she has to leave town to Chicago and Boston for work and won’t be back until the morning of the 20th! But insists she can still make my party. At this point its 10 days away and I’m kinda bummed…

She starts with “who knows if you still want me to go, you might find a girlfriend by then”…we tease each other about that as well.

She leaves for Chicago on Wednesday and all the while sending me pictures, texting about her trip and other various things. I’m starting to get the hint that she’s really into me and wants this to keep going further, as do I.

Now at this point I haven’t been on Tinder since our first date, and I don’t want to. I want to see where things go with this girl, as I like her and see potential. I am though still texting and talking to other girls that I have connected with up to this point. But I don’t act on anything.

She gets back from her trip on the East Coast early on the Wednesday before our Xmas party. One thing leads to another and we don’t meet up until the party. I drive to her house in the city because the limo was going to pick us up at her location since she lived in the city and it was just easier. I get to her house about an hour before the limo was to arrive. I wanted plenty of time to relax, possibly have a drink, and catch up since I hadn’t seen her for two weeks. I arrive and when she lets me in the door, she instantly jumps toward me and gives me a hug and a big kiss! I of course return the favor. Once we let go she says “let me give you the tour!” We walk out of the hallway and I say in a very calm voice, “you just lost the bet.”

Let me explain. When she was on her trip and a couple of days before she was to come back, we were having a debate on who can hold out from kissing the other person first.

Her: your going to have to watch your hands when you see me
Her: you’ve touched enough
Me: Yes ma’am
(she is talking about the dress she is going to wear and how I’m going to pounce on her because of it)
Her: Glad we agree
Her: And we will just see who kisses who first
Me: Make a met?
Her: sure, I can hold out
Me: What should we wager?
Her: you can come up with something. And if I win…you have to…hmmm
Me: if I win you have to cook me dinner
Her: Done. If I win…you have to go sing me a karaoke song.
Me: We aren’t kissing ever again :(
(she knows I don’t sing karaoke)
Her: lol
Me: Shit. I’ve never done karaoke, what song would it have to be???
Her: Its raining men, lmfao
Me: No thank you!
Her: lol, ok you have to sing a song privately just to me, any song you want.
Me: OMG, just wait until you hear the menu for the dinner your gonna have to cook…
Her: lol
Me: So I get to pick the song?
Her: Yup, has to be a three minute song.

More banter back and forth about this bet for the next couple of days. We both enjoy acting like we are going to win. It’s quite entertaining!

Now that she has lost the bet, she pleads her case about not remembering and can we start over. Of course not!

We go for the tour and end up in her kitchen after everything is said and done and she makes a couple of drinks. We go into the living room and sit on the couch and just talk and be ourselves. More touching and kissing by both of us and I can tell by the looks of things that this is the start of something good.

I get a text from my boss saying they are about a half hour out and in the limo, I said “perfect” back to him. I look at my date and I say “I have to run out to my truck real quick, I’ll be right back.” I head down to my truck and grab the present that I had gotten her for Christmas and I go back inside her house. You can say that it might have been early to get a gift for her since we had only been talking for about 1-1/2 months. I put the gift on the coffee table and we go back to talking. After a few minutes I say to her “aren’t you going to open your present?” She looks at me and says “that’s for me?! Why did you get me something? I didn’t get you anything…” At this point I’m now regretting giving her the gift…

I look at her and I say “don’t think too much of it, I saw it randomly and I thought that it was perfect for you. Open it!” She tears into the gift and in the box she pulls out a 5L Oak Whiskey Barrel, stand and all. She’s a whiskey girl and takes pride in it so I thought it was fitting. It could be for decoration, or to make her own whiskey if she gets adventurous. Or we could make it together I thought. She loves the gift and shows excitement about it and starts saying how sorry she was for not getting me anything. I sweep it under the rug and not make it a big deal.

At this point the limo shows up and we head outside. Introductions are made and we jump in the limo and head out. My boss loves to joke around, so after a couple of minutes, and I’m sure a few drinks, he perks up and says “Robert, I thought you said she was a 4! She's not a 4!” Of course that gets a lot of “wooo’s” and “whoaaaa’s” in the limo, but she says back to him “He must rate on a scale of 1-4.” She has good humor and can take jokes.

The night goes really well. We all go to dinner, my boss and coworkers do a great job of making me out to be the most amazing person ever, or at least it sounded that way to me. But the whole time I couldn't help looking at her in that black dress….

We leave dinner and back into the limo. We head to a show that we had lined up called Beach Blanket Babylon. It’s a long running comedy play in SF that has been going on for more than 28 years. I've never been and neither has my date, so we are excited.

We get to the show and get seated, and she instantly puts her hand on my leg and leans into my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her and we sit like this for most of the show, with little breaks in between of course. Once the show ends we head out to the limo and back in we go. We go to this bar that someone had lined up, that was actually close to my date’s house, and she had been there before and thought it was great.

Once at the bar, we get some drinks, go to the back patio area and get a couple tables (there is only about 10 of us, 5 employees and their Significant Others - small company). I play some darts and my date sits with my coworkers and chats. I’m very social with everyone and we all get along and we all have a good time.

At closing time, we all pack back into the limo for the trips back to everyone’s places to drop them off. My date and I are the first to be dropped off. The limo pulls up to her place and we get out and say our goodbye’s and nice-to-meet-you’s to everyone. As the limo drives away, I think to myself, this is gonna go down, she isn't going to give me resistance tonight…who would after the VIP night we just had! She says over her shoulder to me as she’s unlocking her door “do you need to use the restroom?” “Uhhh, sure, I can use the restroom,” I said. We go into her place and she says to me “my brother is home I think.” I forgot to mention, she lives with her brother… “no worries” I say.

I use the restroom, I come out and she introduces me to her brother, who's in his bedroom playing video games. We chat for a second about what he’s playing (Destiny on the PS4) and I excuse myself and go find my date in the kitchen. She says to me “you want a water?” “Sure,” I said. She grabs me a bottled water out of the fridge. As I open it and take a drink, she promptly, and with such a monotonous voice says “ok I’ll walk you to your truck.”

What just happened? Why am I getting a feeling that she went ice cold? Why am I conjuring this up in my head right now? She's ok, she is just tired. It’s late. “Uhhhh, ok,” I say with such surprise. As we walk down to my truck that’s parked a little bit down the street, I’m thinking to myself, what the hell just happened?!! We get to my truck and I turn and face her and she leans in and gives me a small kiss and says “text me when you get home.” At this point shock is setting in and I know something is up. I look back at her and with a laughter in my voice, “I’m not driving, I've had way too much to drink to drive.” “Oh really?” she says surprised. “Yea, I…I guess I’ll find somewhere to sleep then.” She doesn't look like she cares at all about anything at this point and says “well…text me when you get home then.” “Ok I will.”

She turns and walks away at this point, arms crossed in front of her, looking down and watching her steps so she doesn't stumble in the dark. “Hey!” I say as she is about 25 yards away. She turns around and with her arms still crossed in front of her, looking like she is about to freeze to death, she says “ya?” I look at her as she is looking back at me and I say to her “you know what, never mind. Have a nice night.” I get in my truck and make the dumbest decision of my life to drive back home. I was very pissed and ultimately made a bad decision, letting my emotions steer me to make irrational decisions.

I get home, walk in the door, still thinking what the hell happened! I sit down and send a text to her.

Me: I’m home.

I hear nothing for about 10 minutes. I figure she had gone to sleep. I send another text.

Me: I shouldn’t have drove home, that was stupid. Thanks for being my date tonight, had a blast!

Still nothing…

Now I’m just pissed. So I say to myself, I wonder if she’s been on Tinder. So I open my Tinder app, scroll down the list to where she is at, open her profile, and it says “active more than 3 weeks ago.” She hasn’t been on. She hasn’t been on Tinder since she opened her app that Saturday night out with me and my friends. Oh shit, well that’s not the reason she went cold! Unmatch. I didn’t want her to log on and see that I had just been on, so I figured it would be easier to just unmatch. I scroll through all my recent matches since the last time I logged on, reading the messages. I close the app and go to sleep.

The next morning around 10am, I still haven’t heard a reply and I now know something isn’t lining up. Since we have met, she has texted me everyone morning. Something isn’t right….

I go about my day like normal, I finish the gym around 2pm. At this point I don’t even want to text her as something could get misconstrued. So I decide to just call her. I get her Voicemail. “Hey Nikki, I have a question for you…I woke up to my phone screen being cracked, I don’t know how it happened and we have to figure this out. Give me a call and lets see if we can’t solve this.” I know how it broke, I tossed it in my truck when I opened the driver’s door the night before and it hit the passenger side.

At this point I have a feeling she will call, she’s not rude. She’s never been rude, and hasn’t shown to me that she’s the type of girl that would just ignore me.

Well, I hear nothing all day. Monday comes, I hear nothing as well. Tuesday, nope. Wednesday, not that day either. Thursday is Christmas, surely she will text me Merry Christmas. Nope. Friday afternoon comes and I’ve been racking my damn brain. All the while I’m in Oregon visiting my family and have thought WAY too much about this. Screw it, I’m just going to text her and ask her what the heck happened!

Me: Hey Nikki, I hope you had a Merry Christmas! Haven’t heard from you in awhile, so I understand you’re not interested. But would you mind telling me why? I thought things seemed to be going well.

A couple hours later she responds! But not what I wanted….

Her: In all honesty, things were moving too fast, too quickly. Especially after the talks I had with your coworkers. It truly scared me and I’m not ready for that kind of relationship. After all it was only our fourth date (sidenote: let me just say it was our fifth date, but whos counting). I told you from the beginning, I got out of a very serious relationship and I’m not looking for that right now and that’s what I feel your looking for especially after talking to your coworkers and the Bruno Mars song. I hope you understand.

After a couple hours, I respond to her….

Me: Yes I understand. I guess I never really thought of the future. I’m just taking it one day at a time. I know ur situation and we never really talked about what we wanted, and that’s why I was just taking it as it goes. As for the Bruno Mars song, it was a joke and to make light of the situation of what happened. Look, I like you, and I like hanging out with you. We get along really well and I liked that. If you don’t want to continue I would understand, but I wanted to share my thoughts.

No response. I didn’t hear anything from her for the next few days. I finally text her on NYE and say “Hope you have a good New Years Nikki!” I put a little party emoji in there as well! A couple hours later at 6:30pm, I get a text “HAPPY NEW YEAR!!”

That was that. Again I didn’t hear from her and didn’t try to reach out to her again until about 10 days later when I texted her “Hey Nikki! Hows the new job going?? Is it all you expected and wanted??” She had accepted a new job just before Christmas and started just after Christmas. She had negotiated it while she was on her business trip to Chicago and Boston.

Now there needs to be some explaining about a particular Bruno Mars song that is referred to in the above texts. While on her trip to Chicago, she meets up with a friend, and they go to dinner and drinks every night for three days straight. Every night, all night, shes texting me. So I don’t think anything is going on with her and her friend. Come to find out the 4th night, they go to drinks, then to a bar that this guy had setup and as they walk in the bar there is a large crowd and a “WILL YOU MARRY ME?” sign! Ya, I know what you are thinking…But she insists nothing is going on with them and she tells the guy that he obviously was thinking something was there and it wasn’t, she says NO to him, and he runs out of the bar crying. This guy, come to find out, is her recent ex’s BEST FRIEND! Talk about not knowing the Bro Code. This all happens and then she text me and says can I call you. She calls me and fills me in with all the details, and that’s why I think shes telling the truth. No big deal, I don’t have a place to say anything about it, as we aren’t a couple and she is free to do what she wants.

So as I was supposed to sing Karaoke to her if I lost the bet, I was going to sing Bruno Mars – Marry You. Amazing right!?! Funny and cheesy and all in good fun. Well, on the trip back to drop us off at her place when the night was up, my boss, who knows about the bet, starts playing the song on the limo stereo. Everyone joins in and starts singing! It was pretty funny. We weren’t singing to her, and we weren’t making fun of her. After the song was over I leaned into her and I said “That’s the song I would have sing to you if I lost the bet.” I started laughing and she said “oh, you’re a smart ass!” in a very playful tone.

As I’m kinda bummed about what happened and how it ended, I’m still at a loss for what I can do. Do I want to try and make an effort to reconnect, do I want to forget her, do I text her and ask her what the hell my coworkers said to her, as they have insured me they said nothing. Well of course you guys said nothing in your drunken spurts of conversation with her. We have a guy on our team that is questionable about what he could and couldn’t have said to mess things up.

So the other day im swiping on Tinder at work. My coworker comes into my office and I say to him “the only reason I’m swiping is to see if I come across Nikki again.” My coworker looks over my desk on my ipad at this point and I swipe “no, no, holy shit!” Nikki just came up again. Is this a sign!? What do I do? Do I Like, do it not Like? My coworker, the optimist says “go ahead, see if you match!” I contemplate for a couple more minutes. What do I have to lose? Swipe Right! Darn, no match…
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My hot eastern european girlfriend says that most american men are pussies and I have to agree. Don't be nice, take the shit that you want without feeling or acting apologetic. Women are attracted to confidence so act as if you own the world.
 
I've only read halfway through this and I want to predict that it turns out she has a penis....


OP pls don't disappoint!
 
So disappointed in OP right now. No extra pen0r and just totally full of dubbs. Fail.
 
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