My trip there in Sep was a dreamy success, so now setting up for my next visit Dec 6-8.  My Sep companion unfortunately has a conflict, so unless she breaks free, which looks doubtful, I need a new gal.  One or the other of you undoubtedly will become a repeat for when I’m there again in Apr.  I’m making this post under the same Curious_George alias as my earlier Sep-visit post.  There are those on this Board who get a kick out of taking cheap shots at frank and honest discussion, so that’s why the alias, allows me to not be bothered.  Please use the PM route in responding, will shield you from any of the same type nonsense.

Repeating from my earlier post, I’m an older guy, establishment, white, healthy, peaceful, well humored, and totally non-threatening.  I’m a fairly regular gym rat, reasonably trim at  5’8” and 155 lbs (some loose skin around the waist, hard to fight at my age).  I have a full head of gray/brown hair and otherwise all original equipment, am an easy conversationalist, and prefer taking things slow and easy.  I’m long retired, and financially secure.  I’m also long widowed, losing my wife in her late 30’s, and to her ever-lasting credit learning from her that sex without love is a wasted mechanic, and love without sex a total frustration.   Not that I’m looking here for love, that would be asking a bit much.  But I am looking for something kind of close, a believably affectionate sexual attentiveness, primary stress being on “believably”.  That’s why I come to Tampa four or so times every year, can’t do this stuff on my home turf, too easy to be noticed, and happily have found lots of companions down there totally up to the job.

My preference is for a gal close to the best of what I’ve had: 20’s to early 30’s, slim and trim (or at least athletically fit, not heavy), displaying the kind of eyes and lips and cute boobs and vag a guy can drown in, and projecting a full platter of playful fem.  A sense of humor’s also a plus, I can get pretty corny, always good to get a laugh.  I publicly date a lot of women fitting this mode here in Chicago, except for the age thing, all are 40+, socially acceptable and intellectually stimulating, but no real turn-on.  Again, that’s why I come to Tampa.

In terms of prowess, happy to say I still can get it up pretty much on demand.  Unfortunately, though, I hardly ever finish.  I do myself every couple months just to check the plumbing, but otherwise no luck, just doesn't happen.  So rather than putting you through the exertion and frustration of a near certain losing battle, we just won’t venture into ic, that'll be off the menu.  Sure I’ll miss it, but no worries, have long made peace with not having it, life goes on.  All the other normal gfe stuff, of course, still would apply: intertwining, teasing, groping, sweet talk, straddling, privates-to-privates, body-slide, lfk, dfk, hj, daty, occasional bbj, and anything else I’m momentarily forgetting.  When cutely and teasingly delivered, all this comes damn close to the same intimacy level as ic, so plenty for me to enjoy.  Speaking of delivery, you should know that I hate chasing young chicks around the table, makes me feel an absolute perv fool, won't do it, so you’ll have to be the initiator in all this, you’ll have to do the constant come-on, you’ll have to lead the way.  Having said that, no worries about being stuck with single-handedly carrying the load.  Once up and running, you’ll find me an adventurous participant, always looking to return the pleasures, always taking direction, always your attentive and responsive guy.

I envision our time together as most resembling an older-age high school make-out party: talk and joke, TV and music, drink and snacks, all as background to a substantially unbroken stream of touchy/tasty romancing, a leisurely smorgasbord of communicating and imbibing and come-on sexual attentiveness.  In all this, there’s one thing you’ll want to watch for, me getting distracted, me loving so much the exchange of anecdotes and comments about our personal lives that I forget the clock is running.  If you’re not watching for this, a few minutes can easily slip by with no romancing coming my way, then another few minutes, then another, and before long I’m feeling cold and unattended, and all goes downhill from there.  So please, please, I’ll be counting on you to make sure this doesn’t happen, to keep your mind on business, every few minutes or so to interrupt whatever distractions I’m so enjoying by leaning in with a serious kiss and starting-up of whatever sexy stuff comes to mind.  A little hint: I really like the hot-feeling lubes for hj and privates-to-privates (Wicked Aqua Heat, K-Y, etc.), already will have some in the room, so anytime you need an ad lib to fill periods of distraction, these are great ways to go.  

We’ll have plenty of time to do things slow and easy.  What I’m proposing here are two weekday afternoons, preferably noon to 6:00, but could be 10:00 to 4:00 if better for you traffic-wise.  We’ll start with an hour or so out-and-about at a restaurant/bar for meeting and lunch and becoming satisfied with each other.  Once past le concerns (should require only the initial very few minutes at most), you’ll take the lead, pulling me in beside you when shown to our booth (no across-the-table business lunch this, lol), sprinkling teasy sweet-nothings into whatever we’re talking and joking about, pulling my hand to your lap and reaching over with yours for quiet pda down below, even pasting me with a quick kiss or two when no one’s looking.  All totally hidden in public view, you gotta admit, golden stuff!  With this preview time behind us, we’ll caravan over to my Westshore hotel (three star, nice place, easy to quietly slip into and out of), you’ll transform our shower together into a water-park event, we’ll set-up what we want in terms of music and TV and drink and snacks, the balance of our afternoon will have begun.

My contribution for the two afternoons will be 1,200 flowers, plus a couple of hundred bonus if things go really well (we’ll both know when they do, there’ll be no doubt, lol).  I know this may not overly impress on an hourly basis, but consider the following: (i) we’re talking weekday afternoons and a big total (a big bird in the hand being worth way more than some long-shot smaller birds maybe in the bush); (ii) there’ll be none of the risk and wrestle and sweat and ache of ic; (iii) transport will be only two round trips; and (iv) you’ll be dealing with only one previously-unknown guy.  Perchance for some reason we don’t click, either of us at any time can call the game, we’d prorate for time up to that point and amicably go our separate ways, no fuss, no drama.   You can take comfort in the fact that I’ve been doing these kind of dates a long time, they quickly become comfortable and entertaining, and in all that time there have been only three where either of us have ended things (see details in the add-on to my Sep-visit post, “What can make these type visits fall apart?”)  

Sorry for so much verbiage, but lots to cover.  I’m registered with rs2k, let me know if you care to check.  With Dec still a good distance away, we’ll have plenty of time to messenger and talk in preparation.