First Date with the Velvet Mouthed Mom
One of the things I am dedicated to with this blog is honesty. I want to tell a story about pickup, and my life, and I want to tell the truth about it all. Fuck yes to that.
I tell the truth here, so I can witness my own life. And in the chance that someone reading might see some potential for new experience or common ground. Or… seeing my life “warts and all,” will know his warts are normal. I bow to Rivelino and his dedication to comradery within this den of players we call “game.”
And I’m not a coach, I’m not trying to sell my highlight reel, make myself look better than I really am, in an effort to book clients or win some PUA award. I am trying to make my life shinier — true — but I don’t need to bullshit you to make the game any shinier than it really is. I am in game to see clearly. No pretty lies. And I want to show you what I see as I march down this path.
This morning, I was excited about this date. It was a great date. I am still excited about this girl. But now that I know how old she is, and that she has a kid… it changes the story a bit.
Here is a part of that story:
It would be a lie to say older women are “as good” as younger girls. “Good,” could be a million things… but I like the younger, hotter, tighter (YHT) standard. I know it from Krauser, and he credits it to the Great Books for Men weirdo from Heartiste’s blog. Its a solid standard.
If you want to know if you’re any good at the game, see if you can seduce and bed YHT. It’s not the only standard… but if you consistently score YHT, you are doing something most men can only dream about.
I can do whatever the fuck I want. Yes to that. I don’t have to care about any external standard… but I take YHT as a basic standard of the game. I respect it. I don’t have to acknowledge the standard. If I don’t… I will be doing “something,” but if I blow off YHT, it won’t be what we call proper “game.”
Here’s another part of the story:
I picked her up last Saturday. My psychedelic campout got rained out, so my buddies and I settled on beers and tooling around the city as a backup plan. Two solid IPAs later, on our way to the ATM, we passed her as we stepped into the street at an intersection. I thought I saw an IOI, so I doubled back and posted up in front of her.
She was short, very cute, amazing smile, and she loved the pickup. She was a “yes girl.” Thank Baby Jesus for yes girls.
We chatted, but I was drunk, and I don’t remember the details. I know her bus was coming, so I had to take her number quickly. The important thing for me to note here is… It’s all those daygame sets that made this so easy for me. All those “failed sets,” all that “rejection,” is actually setting me up for future success.
Getting her number, in one minute, was easy and “normal” for me. How many guys can say that? Thank you, daygame.
She was fun to text with right away. Lots of “heeheehee.” I love that. I tried to get her out for the next night, but couldn’t get it done. We settled on Thursday…. which was tonight. I teased her a bit the next day to help cement the connection. It felt solid.
Today… lots of texting. I was trying to confirm, wrap up logistics. She was still screening me. She asked how old I was, and I said, “older than you… but don’t worry, you seem mature enough to me.” I was fucking with her a bit… Dodging the question, as I don’t want to highlight a big age difference (which I assumed there was). I figured she was 25… That’s what she looks like. I’m 43. It won’t help the pickup to point out a big age gap.
So I go the other way, and ask if she’s old enough to drink? Is she in highschool?? She is telling me I am going to be disappointed. But meanwhile, all the texting is super fun. She’s very feminine. Funny. “Heeheehee.” I like her.
She dodges the drink, and says yes to my offer of ramen. She shows up, tiny, 5 feet even, simple, but cute, and warm and friendly. Nice hug. I suspect she’s older than I originally thought, but she looks great.
Dinner is easy. I’ve never dated more than this year… And still have yet to have a bad date. It’ll happen… But it won’t be my fault. I don’t close as well as I should, but I’m pro at dating. Its the gift of gab… I can talk forever.
I start to tease her about being a teenager, and she says, “I’m 36… And I have kid.”
(Just like the Burning Man makeout, this one wanted me to know about the kid as fast as possible.)
I am thinking of a line in Krauser’s video series Womanizers Bible, where he is going over Rollo’s sexual market value concept, and he is talking about girls under 30. When he gets to girls over 30, he says… “Who gives a fuck.” I get it. I am not 100% with that idea… but of course, on average, I prefer YHT and have been dating 22-28 year olds all year long. I went out w/ the 19 year old Virgin Girl not long ago. YHT. I get it.
Anyway… I didn’t quiz her on all the sexual stuff. I did learn that she has been separated from her husband for a year. I asked, and she hasn’t kissed anyone since him. She was afraid to come out with me, but for some reason, she decided to anyway. She has been asked out a few times since she’s been single, but she always canceled. I was her first date since she was about 20.
So, back to logistics. She lives with her parents and her son, classic Asian style. This is great, actually. As she lives with her parents, they can watch her son. I have picked up some hot mom’s before… they are hard to date. This one will be easier… if I want to see her again. And I do.
She doesn’t really drink (none of the girls I’ve dated lately drink… In part because they tiny Asian girls and they can’t hold any liquor), but I invited her for a drink anyway, telling her it will give us a chance to spend a little more time together. She declined, saying it was late (9:30 PM), she has to be up at 7 AM to get the kid ready for school.
The date is over and she is going to take the bus home. She checks her app, and we have 4 minutes until the bus arrives. I walk her to the bus station, we chat for 1 min, and we can see the bus rolling toward us.
I touched this girl a lot during dinner. Had my hand on her lower back the whole time, grabbed her bicep for emphasis a lot, pulled her hair here/there when I wanted to show some dominance… but I hadn’t kissed her.
So as the bus is about to arrive, I step closer to her and ask if she wants to be kissed. That’s not perfect game, but it was fine. She makes a face like she is thinking about something, then looks up, puts her hands on my neck and we connect. And it was… a fucking great kiss. She really jumped into it. It was passionate, and we “fit” each other. Best kiss since the Korean girl.
As I kissed her, I had this vision of “velvet.” Her mouth was delcious, like “wet velvet.” That’s what we’ll call her, Miss Velvet Mouth.
She was wonderfully complimentary via text as I said “You can’t kiss me like that and just leave…” and she came back with “I’ll dream of you tonight.”
Cheesy… and not YHT, we know… but a great experience. I’m here for experiences. I loved it.
So the next day, more cheesy texts. Me saying “I am still a little ‘drunk’ from that kiss…” and her saying “Let’s do that again.”
This feels very much like sex to me. This has felt like sex since that IOI when I first passed her on the street that night. And I mistook her for a 25 year old, so my cock clearly likes her. And I will bet 1$ she will have stretch marks on her boobs and huge nipples (I have fucked a mom before), and all that is fine with me. I just hope she has a full, ripe ass… as that is my favorite part.
We are on for Thursday. I will take her to an early dinner, give us time to connect a bit. Then I will offer her the Cheesecake Trap. And if she’s game, I’ll sex her.
We’ll see. That’s my story.
I don’t mind older women at all. I’ve been with two 39 year olds and a 42 year old this year. All of them had better bodies than most of the supposedly “tighter” 19-22 year olds I’ve been with.
Age is an illusion.
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Corrected! Thanks, Riv.
actually, maybe you are right, maybe it was “good books for men”.
it’s been such a long time.
another great story. you give great little details.
interesting how you do this dinner thing. any particular reason why?
Huh… dinner is just normal for me. We all have to eat. I even tell girls that.
And for girls that don’t drink… it’s a natural next step. Maybe I’m just not creative?
I never get the guys that just invite her over for sex ASAP. I know Yohami would do that, but I need a minute to get on the same frequency.
The Ramen date (I’ve been taking 1/2 my dates on this date), is perfect. Girls love it. It’s not dirt-cheap, but pretty low cost, for a very good Japanese experience. I go there all the time, so I’m highly socially proofed there. They all say hi to me, joke with me, bought my beer on this particular date. Owner has given me free food… I’m super local here. I took my dad when he was here. I take The Poet when he’s in town. I always sit at the bar (and they know that, so they start scheming to get me a good spot, as soon as they see me in line). And that means we are side by side, so I can touch her, get in her ear, all night long. I always sit next to my date, almost no matter what. The view of the cooking area is great, and gives us something additional to talk about.
There are some thoughts.
I think cost is an issue for a lot of guys. And I totally respect that. For me, dinner is not a big deal in terms of cost, so I just want a good experience. I also have 3 bars close to this place where I can take her for a drink after… that’s what I did with Miss Sincere. And that was a great date.
For this date… I even have pics on my phone of a dog eating ramen to spike the text invite… I have this whole date wired. This is my ecosystem. I’m pro here.
And… I have several spots like this all over my city, and a couple in neighboring cities. I even have a couple spots like this in Japan, assuming they are still open when I get there in Jan.
Dinner may put me in “boyfriend” zone a bit, but when I’m trying to get a scared, young Asian girl to come date this older white beast… ramen is safe. It’s good bait.
Now this racey Blonde Asian I am trying to get out… I’m trying for a drink. She’s American, older, more confident. We’ll see. She might end up on the Ramen date too.
“when I’m trying to get a scared, young Asian girl to come date this older white beast… ramen is safe.”
exactly. i love the dinner date idea, plus the ramen sounds casual, relaxed, informal, fun. i am curious because i am thinking maybe it’s a good idea for me to work something like this into my dating arsenal.
i also like how you sit at the bar next to each other, and are social proofed and everything.
i am going to start brainstorming something similar for me.
bait, bait, bait.
36 is gross.
“I step closer to her and ask if she wants to be kissed. ”
“You can’t kiss me like that and just leave…”
She wanted to have sex.
Im like a broken record here.
“36 is gross.”
yohami , what happened? you and nash were having great chemistry. now all of a sudden you are being all judgemental.
Im passing judgement that a 36 year old woman is a gross thing to do, nothing new here.
I did a 33 year old once. And she was fat. I remember her more than a bunch of young hotties. So why in the world did I do it.
Once I kissed a woman of my own age.
>> 36 is gross.
I text her. Told her, “Yohami doesn’t want to fuck you.” I think we’re good.
>> “You can’t kiss me like that and just leave…”
>> She wanted to have sex.
You know that was my line, not hers?
I think this girl is either on some kind of hustle, or yes, she wants to have sex. That night, she had to get home… I don’t think I undergamed her that night. I’m taking her out tomorrow, starting early so “lateness” isn’t a problem.
She was awesome via text again today… I’m looking forward to another experience.
“I text her. Told her, “Yohami doesn’t want to fuck you.””
That’s cruel. How is she taking it?
“You know that was my line, not hers?”
Ah! no I thought it was hers, now it makes sense.
“She was awesome via text again today…”
Awesome and best of luck.
“Awesome and best of luck.”
positivity, baby. good job yohami.
the positive teachers are the best teachers.