0 for 2 -- Men: some of us aren't real smart...

[regnen11]

premise : Men - we don't always make good decisions ( present company included) ; My misfortune ( for this post) wasn't poor decisions but being unlucky enough to witness their aftermath.

1) Hotel : Saturday evening -- no good captures and it was just past midnight. A couple get off the elevator.
She a brunette, 5'5 or so, pretty face, nice full breasts in a red blouse and tight jeans framing a heart shaped ass. I'd put her at about 30. He's 5'10, average to muscular build, dark hair, neatly trimmed beard. What was he wearing -- no clue, I was concentrating on her...

They don't say much, as they clear the elevator area and turn into the hallway. 6 doors down on the left. They go in and the door isn't even closed all the way before she starts yelling at him. Not much going on so I decide to see just how bad this train wreck will be (make up sex counts in my book). They were out clubbing and some old friend of her's turns up (male). The friend was a bit more "familar" with her than beard guy liked so he got up in the guy's face and wanted to take him out into the parking lot and beat him up.

The guy tried his absolute best to get out of it... love this, sorry that, "you're right" - over and over - he even went " I love you so much that I want to marry you"... she wasn't having any of it. He'd almost get her calmed down and she go right back at him (only not quite as loudly as the last time).

I'd have liked to tried back the next morning but I usually down play that card. Too many people moving around.

2) Apartment : Several years ago, I'd posted about the best sex I didn't get to record. I'd been visiting a friend out of town, went running and came across a secluded apartment complex. Watched and listened to a great young couple have sex but didn't have a record.

So I'm visiting again this weekend. I don't expect that couple to still be there (young people do not usually stay in the same apartments that long). I do have my recorder in case there is something else interesting.

A different young couple (he's black, she's white), window part way open, television on, they start necking and slowly get out of most of their clothes. He's average build - in his white briefs eventually. She's a hardbody, 32B would be my guess, flat stomach, and such a cute tight ass. She's out of the t-shirt and the tight boy shorts are riding up enough for me to see the tatoo on the right cheek of her ass.

It's getting really interesting but not that noisy yet - lipping smacking and that suction sound from his lips coming off her breasts. He goes to give her a massage, he's not real adept, she eventually pushes him onto his back, climbs up and start to dry hump him. They're whispering in each other's ears.. (I'm thinking - Great!), then she gets the giggle ( I don't know what he said)... we'll they calm down for a few minutes - but she does ask him to pull down his briefs so she can see how hard his cock has gotten).

Then he decides he's thirsty and he's going to go and get them drinks... fine -- except, while he's gone, she rolls over to his side of the bed and digs out his phone. All the while he's in the kitchen (or wherever), she's going through his calls and texts.

I tumble to the idiot part when he comes back and she asks, "So what picture did you send to "Boo"? And are you really going to visit her next weekend?" Turns out Boo is an old friend who happens to be a girl. "How about I change my Facebook status so you can spend more time with all your "ho's". "This is the second time, asshole." < first time I've ever heard a Facebook threat>

He is so busted - no defense and she's completely pissed off. I have to give the guy A+ for effort and would like to have half his charm. He agreed to everything, said the love things, the respect things, owned up to being and idiot for sending it but that it wasn't like that... "Boo" had been his homie's girl, he'd known her since they were 15. She stayed mad but he cajoled and tickled and hugged and kissed her - she'd told him to go sleep on the couch... he got her to ease up and hug him back and let him stay in the bed... he was angling for more - don't know if he thought they'd get to have make up sex tonight but each time she'd almost be calm, it'd flair up again. I was pulling for him but don't think it was in the cards.

0 for 2 - sports metaphor -- two attempts and two failures.

Reg