Review: Flirty Christine and Alex (male)

General Details

The real test of a “provider,” whether that be an individual, a couple or, for that matter, a restaurant, is what happens the second time you connect.

There are a lot of positives associated with first experiences. As the adage goes, “you never get a second chance to make a first impression” and, if the initial encounter is a good one it will always occupy a special place in your heart and mind. However, a great deal of this is related to the “newness” of it all and, no matter how exciting that might make it, you really have not learned anything about the consistency of the provider and whether or not they were paying attention to things you did, or might have mentioned.

Now, those of you who read the first review of Christine and Alex are aware that I awarded them the equivalent of an eleven, in a world where the top score is 10. I found the experience to be satisfying (far beyond my expectations), arousing, fulfilling and everything else I was hoping it would be.

In and of itself that would provide more than enough reasons to want to see them again. However, I was also curious to see if they could live up to their own reviews, so to speak, and if they had been really listening when I spoke of, or hinted at, preferences.

For example (and this may seem trivial to many), my name is Philip – and that’s what I prefer to be called. I don’t get mad when addressed as Phil but it certainly doesn’t push any of my buttons. And, if pushing buttons (my negative ones) is someone’s goal, just call my “honey,” “sugar,” or anything similar. I don’t mind terms of endearment but not until someone has known me long enough to become endeared to me.

What’s fascinating is that very often, when I point this out (after someone has used one of these words) the response I get is, “you shouldn’t be offended since that’s what I call everyone.” Of course, that’s exactly the point I was trying to make. I don’t think of myself as “everyone” – kind of a generic individual (now there’s an oxymoron) – but rather as someone who is unique. And the easiest way to “flatter” that belief of mine is to address me by the name I prefer. I tell everyone this the first time we meet so what they say the second time tells me if they were paying attention.

So, immediate kudos to Christine. When I opened the door for she and Alex the first words out of her mouth were, “Philip, Alex and I have been excited all day, just at the thought of seeing you (anyone who says that flattery can get you nowhere is either lying or has never been flattered by an incredibly sexy woman).

Now, as for their visit.

In an exchange of several e-mails it was determined that they would be interested in some type of role-playing (it was my idea). I must admit that I brought this up with some degree of hesitancy, as it’s not something that most people are really good at. And, it’s hard enough when there are only two people in the room. Add a third and you run the risk of someone stepping on another person’s words. However, they seemed eager to try this so I sent them the outline of a scenario.

I suggested to Christine that she had applied for a job with my company, as my administrative assistant, but had learned that she had been one of 50 applicants and had not made the “short list” of finalists under consideration.. Because she had reached the point of desperation, in regard to employment, she was to call and ask for a “private” interview, at my house. She should explain that the purpose of this was to prove that she had skills beyond those listed on her resume. And, she should ask if her husband could join her, not because he was insecure or jealous – quite the contrary. It was because he loved watching her work her magic to get what she wanted.

It was with all this in mind that I opened the door when they arrived.