On Saturday, I ventured out around 11 am for some “daygame,” navigating within the confines of Porto’s weekend curfew starting at 1 pm. This added an extra layer of excitement to an already thrilling daygame experience conducted within a tight schedule.
Encountering Viky (let’s call her that) as she walked down while I ascended, I engaged her from the front. Running through my pre-opener, opener, and standard stack, I discovered she was Brazilian, which became our conversation focal point. Despite my uncertainty about the hook point, we delved into topics like Brazilian music, her pursuit of international relations studies, and her European travels with her mom.
Closing the interaction with strength, although not entirely convinced about the set, I exchanged names and numbers. Surprisingly, she responded with a smiling emoticon just 40 meters away, catching me off guard.
Our text exchanges remained sweet and concise, progressing to a date request. However, due to the ongoing lockdown and restrictions until Tuesday, courtesy of COVID and the Bank Holiday, I could only propose a date for Wednesday. That brings us to yesterday when we finally went on our date.
As for the date itself, I must admit I felt a bit nervous, aware of the significant age gap between us. Nonetheless, we met at 8 pm by the fountain, and the initial awkwardness of meeting a stranger was amplified by our age difference and contrasting outfits – she in her post-college attire and me dressed up for the occasion.
Opting for a one-armed hug and a masked face kiss, I aimed to break the ice and create a sense of proximity. Thankfully, she seemed comfortable, effectively dispelling the initial awkwardness.
Our journey led us to venue #1, where I strategically invested in breaking the ice and fostering a conversation. By the time we placed our orders, she independently paid for her wine. Seating ourselves in a corner, we found a seemingly packed place but managed to secure a free table, allowing us some closeness.
Over the course of two glasses of wine, I learned about her childhood, including her parents’ divorce, her dual American-Brazilian identity, and her Jewish roots from growing up in California. After six years apart, her parents had reunited, prompting a move back to Sao Paulo. It was an amusing story, and we exchanged personal details.
Adhering to Robert’s dating guidelines, I steered clear of mundane topics, embracing engaging subjects and employing the chill-and-spice technique to keep the conversation lively and dynamic as best as I could.
I touched her hands, checked the jewelry, and commented about her height, the basics you guys all know….
So this is generally that time on a date when it is important to bounce, so I did. I bounced to a venue close to my house, so I led to venue#2, and here the venue was again packed, with some more loud music and lots of happy people drinking and singing and shouting.
So here was a big shift from the calm wine bar to the high-energy venue… again, I had to keep frame and lead, so the place looked packed so she was like “Oh let’s go! It’s full, and we have no place to sit down” and I reframe it and found a table and we sat down.
Then she was like, “Well I feel a bit dizzy and I don’t want to drink anymore”. I said, “Well that is fine, I am going to order a bottle anyway and you can get some water and if you like you can have some wine with me”. Otherwise, we can bring the bottle home… also I realized she had no dinner neither had I, so I ordered some small tapas with the wine and that was game on from there…
She asked my age and if I have children, I used the Roberts technique and amplified and joked about it but then I said the truth and she was fine, I also decided to show her my Instagram and the pictures of my sons, and she was fine with it…. So yes guys, all good, she was happy I was 25 years older than her and I have a son older than her…. (Jeez) Welcome to the amazing world of Daygame!!
As the music was louder and so were the people and the women on the other tables singing and shouting it was clear something was going to happen, she felt closer to me, we brought on topics of travel and crazy sexual experiences. So she drops the fact she lost her virginity in March while she was in LA.
Here I explored this one, so we talked about how she felt and how different it was from what school tells you about it. That was hilarious, so then I asked why she was single and all that and she explained she had sex with her English teacher in the University (YES guys… in his office 🙂 but he was married so they had stopped seeing each other). And that she likes older men, but one was dad’s best friend and bla, bla, bla, and then she asked me, “Are you married?”.
So yeah this is the seal of the deal, I know I can kiss her but I do not have to, so I say I want to kidnap her and she plays with it… it is on, we pay (actually she took this bill as I had no cash and the machine would not take my card).
We walked home together, I put my arm around her a bit and we kissed at some stage, and yeah, back home, no resistance as she was mad for it, and yeah we fucked twice and she’d call me “YES DADDY! YES DADDY!”. Man, she liked to scream 🙂
After two notches I went out for a smoke and she was getting dressed, the early class the next morning, that it was cool with me, I asked if she was fine to walk home alone, and off she went. While I fell asleep, I wondered how responsible I was for letting her go home alone at that time… sure it was… she is a grown-up girl anyway 😉