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met my wife…2 weeks later, go on a date…which was go for dinner (lots of fun), go for a movie (forgot what it was), go to my place…
who decided that sex on a first date was a big no-no??? a monk?
Not that it is all that great, but I was having some knee problems, and I had just received my MRI results that said “Nothing was abnormal.” (Ohh ok so I will just forget the pain), my present girlfriend (although there was a different one at the time) took me for dinner and refused to let me pay because she knew how upsetting it can be to not be able to do what you love. Not surprised that she is still around if she understands that.
Hmmm…It was New Years Eve 1991 and I was a freshman in college. My boyfriend was a waiter at the Mirror Lake inn. He had to work that night. I drove the hour and 45 up to Lake Placid. I made a late reservation and surprised him. They had some ridiculous New Years Eve buffet but Nick still brought all of my food to the table. He graciously waited on me all night. Even though he couldn’t sit with me we still had a blast. Wherever you are Nick…thank you! Great date! (There have been others but that one stands out for some reason.)
I have a strange one, that was absolutely a blast… For some reason we decided to go to dinner at the airport, and than walked around the terminals for a few hours watching the aircraft and people. This was before 9/11/01 and you could travel through the terminals without problem.
Met my girl on Lava-Life. I know I know. On line dating. I have to say that it was a turning point in my life. We met at Starbucks and when I walked thru the door I was taken back. She was a lot more beautiful than her picture. I feel in love instantly. After 3 hours of talking at Starbucks I did not want the date to end. I took her to a restaurant across the way and had dinner for the next 2 hours. Still the both of us did not want the date to end so we decided to go to a movie. After the movie we still did not want the date to end so back to my place for about 4 hours. I think the date lasted for 12 hours. I just knew after a long search and some heartbreak in a previous relationship that she was the one.
She now lives with me (after dating for a while), we are having our first baby together and I have to say it was the best date of my life. We have had a lot of great dates since then but as we call it “THE DATE TO END ALL DATES” or “THE DATE THAT NEVER ENDED” was the best.
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met my wife…2 weeks later, go on a date…which was go for dinner (lots of fun), go for a movie (forgot what it was), go to my place…
who decided that sex on a first date was a big no-no??? a monk?
geez Francois, that is exactly how it went when I went on my first date with your wife too!!! err, I mean my current girlfriend. small world 
I went to a girl’s house with a fifth of rum, some Kiss videos, and a toothbrush, clean underpants, and a box of condoms.
While the song “Take It Off” was playing on the Kiss Konfidential video was playing, I went in for the kill. I used the entire box of condoms in a the two days that we had spent together. This girl fucked my head over six months later…
I like that one Alan.
A girl I knew and trained with once in a while.
She started asking what I was doing and texting me outside of normal training hours. Odd. I started thinking, “Maybe this is some sign she wants to be social.”
We make plans for dinner.
No, this is a very, very- realistically the most beautiful girl I’ve actually ever seen. And the closer you get to her, the more beautiful she is. The largest brown eyes ever and beautiful skin. Pretty little nose and adorable brown hair. Nice voice too. Just a very pretty girl- really strikingly beautiful. And those eyes… Soo beautiful you really couldn’t look at them too long. but I am used to seeing this girl in bike shorts or just in the clothes she came in the bike store in.
She shows up to my house. Holy Shit. She is wearing a skirt, lipstick, her hair is done. I’m like, “Whoa… I’m in water way too deep for me…” and I am having this internal freak-out. She is totally out of my league, too pretty, too smart, etc. I convince myself this is just a friendly get together mostly so I can make it through dinner.
Somewhere during dinner we get to looking at each other without saying a word and it is awkward but it is pretty obvious what is developing. On the way out of the restaurant she is in the revolving door and I briefly hold it and she totally tears the door loose. It is hilarious. It was one of those safety doors that breaks away but she thought it broke right off in her hands. It completely broke the tension.
We had a great evening and kept seeng each other. About two or three weeks later we were watching a stage of the Tour de France and all of a sudden we are kissing.
The whole thing just went so well. In the span of a couple weeks or a month my priorities shifted entirely.
It was nice to meet someone to talk to.
so did your story end, “and then they lived happily ever after…” ?
I thought your best date was the one with the girl from the bank…
“Nice voice too.”
I am a big “voice” guy. I love women with great speaking voices. I dated a women years ago who should have been an NPR news reader. She could read the phone book and I’d be enthralled. There is nothing better than dirty talk coming from a voice like that.
my husband and I have alot of fun together. one that sticks out is actually recent…
a few weekends ago we went to the glendale pub with our buddy Kyle. so this is a pretty cool place (pub like) and we sat outside to watch the trains go by–turns out alot of them go by, and it’s quite exciting.
earlier that day Kyle had been sending me funny emails about what he was going to wear on a date with this girl he is really into. he emailed me pictures of a members only jacket, a ghostbusters t-shirt, and 1980’s hightops. my husband saw the pictures too and we had been laughing about it all night at the pub, envisioning kyle dressed in that dorky get-up while on a date with some hot chick.
as the trains went by we started talking about how hobos used to hop the trains and ride all through the country. we all agreed that back in the day, we’d be suitable hobos, at least for a little while. this talk got us hopeful in seeing a hobo on one of the trains.
before long, sure enough, a train went by–and there was a guy, dressed in high tops with a ghostbusters shirt on! we were waving like crazy and giving him the thumbs up. we must have laughed for 20 minutes. not only did we see a hobo, but we got to see the hightops, and ghostbusters t-shirt in action. hilarious!
when it got dark we went inside, to hear the blues band, which was really good. somehow I ended up on stage playing the spoons with several long solo spots of nothing but spoons. i was so embarrassed playing those spoons. the whole night was hilarious!!
the running joke is that I’m going to quit my job and go to spoons school…lol.
KC,
“my husband and I have alot of fun together.”
I love hearing this kind of thing here…I think it’s great. The prospect of that endless date!
A couple of years ago I asked a buddy what is was like to be married. He said…“It’s like having a sleep over every night with your best friend…and sex lots of sex!” It’s just inspiring to hear the good stuff! 
thanks. when you can have a good time folding the laundry with someone, then you know you’ve found something unique and long lasting
really, i don’t have too many hot passionate HBO type of stories. mine are mostly about doing funny stuff, embarrassing stuff, and having a blast. i guess that’s more my style
See…I think that rocks!
(That’s how I am too…my husband and I just haven’t foud each other yet)
I’ve done that … PHL used to have public art installations. You could just walk around between terminals, hit the shops, go to the Red Bell Pub … it was like a mall. You didn’t have to go through security unless you had to actually go out to the gates.
I’ve had more than I deserve. The timing of your thread is coinicidental as I just started writing some of my most treasured ‘best dates’ in a journal so I have something to smile about when I’m an old fart. I don’t think I can post my best date here though.