I had been doing the online searching and meeting for over a year and while I had met some incredible women, it never seemed to get anywhere physically.

I would meet at a public location, usually a favorite bar of mine, and we would talk and realize neither of us was as bad as we were afraid of.

But I was beginning to doubt my ability to actually find a woman who would find me attractive as I found her.

One night at the bar after meeting a fantastic woman, I was finishing my beer when the barmaid asked me if I wanted some advice. I said advice for what? And she laughed and said it was obvious what I was doing these last months but she also realized I was striking out big time. As I said earlier, I had begun to doubt myself, so I simply replied, Okay, tell me what I need to do. She got me another beer and said, Walk them to their cars.

She went to serve someone else and left me wondering what she meant. She returned and I asked her what she meant. She said, You are nave and maybe even a little dumb. I just frowned at her thinking now she was just going to make fun of my frustrations. She said, It is obvious to anyone watching that you are waiting for her to make the first move and, yet, she is sitting there with her body begging for you to make the move. With neither of you making the first move, everyone is frustrated and goes home that way. I replied, I am not looking for sex on the first meet. I want to know them and go out with them. She says, You are nave because the last 4 women you have met here came for one reason only: sex with a man that night.

I said, I dont believe that. We have talked online and on the phone and all are saying they want more than that.

She laughed, How dumb can you be at your age? Would you meet one of them on the first meet that said come to my hotel room for playing only? I said, No. I probably wouldnt but none of these women even implied that. She said, You didnt give them a chance. They were here on display not just for you but knew that probably everyone else in the bar knew why they were here, to meet you and to get some. I then threw caution to the wind and just jumped in, Okay, then tell me what I need to do because I dont read that in any of them.

Teach me.

She said, Just follow my instruction and walk them to their car. If they dont want anything from you that night, then they will be impressed with your chivalry. But if they do want more, then they will be where they can make the move themselves. I drank my beer and thought it over.

I admit what she said seemed to make some sense and it wouldnt hurt to try it. So I decided to call the lady, Leslie, I met that evening and set up another meet. When I called her, she seemed just a little reticent to meet again. I was committed to learning so I all but begged her to meet me again, same place. I thought all day about what to say, what to do, etc.

I was actually more nervous than I had been the first time I met her. She was tall and slim with a flat belly. I had never been into bellies before, but hers made a statement with me.

I knew I wanted to put my lips against that smooth belly.

So we met at the bar. We went through the usual chatter about how our days went and what was happening around us.

That took two wines for her and three beers for me.

I then dived in on something she had said during our first meet.

I began to ask her when she suggested lets dance she loved the song that was playing. So up we danced, not many in the bar and then the music changed to a slow tune. She started to sit down and I saw the barmaid out of the corner of my eye. She was shaking her head negatively. I reached out to Leslies arm and said lets dance to this one, too. She looked for the moment as if she would refuse but gave in. As we danced cheek-to-cheek, I then asked her what I wanted to know about. Leslie, I said.

Hmmmh she replied. I could feel the vibrations of her reply through her body to that flat belly against mine. And my body was waking up forcibly to it and her closeness.

The other night you said you werent looking for love anymore but you also werent looking for one-night stands.

Just what are you looking for? I asked.

She tightened up as if I had stepped on her feet.

Then I felt her relax and actually move into a little closer. Well she started to reply. I took the moment to lightly kiss her neck and trace my tongue from her hairline. She pulled closer to me and I felt that flat belly up against my hardening body.

She continued, I just didnt want to get on a wagon that would take me to a broken heart but I wanted a connection with a man that was more than just a play buddy.

Can you understand what I am saying? The music had stopped but we were still moving on the floor. I had slid one hand down her back and was holding her tight to me without any reluctance from her. I pulled my head back to look in her face as I replied, I do know what you mean and that is what I am looking for as well.

She looked me in the eyes and then as she closed them slowly, I kissed her on the lips. She responded with holding me tighter, one hand on MY butt and I felt her tongue come to mine. I pulled away and using one hand just laid her head on my shoulders. There was still no music playing so I hastily looked at the barmaid.

She looked at me and pointed at her watch. She was closing. I pulled away from Leslie and said they are closing now. We went back to our seats and I signed the check. She picked up her purse and looked at me as if to see what my next move would be. I said, Let me walk you to your car. She smiled and took my arm. The barmaid gave me a wink as we went out the door. Leslie said, as we walked to her car, I hate for this evening to end so soon.

So do I, I replied. As we approached her car, she fumbled with her keys. I took them and press the unlock button. She turned and I knew I needed to kiss her some more. Leslie Paul we both stammered simultaneously. I simply reached for her and took her in my arms.

As we kissed, this time not so lightly, she began to grind herself against me. My length was aching and within me I wanted to bed this woman if it was the last time I ever did. My hands went to her soft place and held her against me.

I felt like I could just play her without taking our clothes off. I broke the kiss and began to kiss her neck and shoulders and ears. Her hands were playing up and down my back and butt. I pulled one of my hands up and between us I began to rub her breasts. As I touched them, I was amazed at their fullness as it had appeared to me that she was wearing one of those wonder bras. This bra was really just a sheer support and her nipple came alive in my fingers. She moaned and continued to grind her mons against my length. I pulled my mouth away from hers and said, If we dont go somewhere, we are going to have a mess right here in the parking lot.

She pulled back and placing her hand on my bulging pants, said, I know who is going to have the mess. Lets get in my car.

As she got in, I realized that she was getting in her back seat, so I went around and got in from the other side.

She laughed and showed my how her front seats folded up towards the front and that gave us plenty of room in the back.

My son taught me this without knowing it. I caught him with a girl one night in our driveway. We laughed and she reached for my pants. Before I could say or do anything, she had my length out and was going down on me hard. God, it was great.

I reached around her and rubbed her breasts, then as she began moaning and sucking on my length, I reached down the back of her pants. I slid my fingers into her butt crack and could feel the heat rise. She moved herself a little and it allowed my fingers to reach into her softness. She began to moan more and less sucking, so I pulled her face up to mine and said, let me do you for awhile.

I opened her blouse and removed her bra, what there was of it. I took both breasts, full Bs at their prime, and alternated sucking each one with the nipple between my teeth.

She had begun to hunch against my hip in that small back seat.

So with one breast in my mouth, I slip her pants and underwear down passed her knees. Her aroma was unbelievable. I laid my hand on her flat belly and felt it spasm. I pressed my hand on down to her hot moist center, teasing her personal place and then sliding some fingers into her softness.

She began to buck up against my hand and moaning continuously. I pulled my face down trailing my tongue from her breasts to her belly button on to her personal place. I have never wanted to eat a softness so bad.

If someone had shot me I would have died eating that softness. Sweet nectar was flowing and she began to cum. I have had success with making a woman reach climax but I never had encountered a woman who could have multiple orgasms.

She was flowing like a rushing stream. I bent further to cup her labia and personal place in my mouth better only to get a sharp pain on my length. Bending down, I had pinched my hard length in the zipper of my pants. As I pulled away to relieve that situation, she said, It is only fair that you take yours off now that you have mine. So off with the pants and then she showed me another trick with the folded seats. She sat me back into the back seat with my length stuck out of my lap. She spread my legs apart and then climbed in between them. I thought she was just going to finish the playjob she had started earlier, but instead she was facing the front of the car between my legs. Leaning on the folded front seats, she reached between her legs and pulled my length to her softness. I moved up a little I wasnt that long and she slid me into her softness backing into me. She then began to move up and down on my length as we were in a sort of doggie position. She was moaning again and the vibrations of her sounds were coming through her body and her softness. I knew if I wanted to last I needed to concentrate on something else. I didnt have to look far.

That beautiful soft place was right in front of me.

I reached around her to finger her personal place and got my fingers wet.

She began to cum again. Her sensitive place was doing a winking pattern right in front of me and I decided to go for it.

Bringing my wet fingers from her softness around, I began finger her crack and then the sensitive place that was winking at me. She moaned some more and I put my thumb in my mouth. Spreading as much spit on it, I then applied it to her sensitive place.

My thumb slipped right on in and I began to play her sensitive place in rhythm with her playing my length. She began to gasp for air and then screamed as I felt her softness squeeze my length and her sensitive place pinch my thumb. I couldnt hold back and with one full thrust, I let my length fill her love. She sat back against me and my thumb popped out.

I put my arms around her and just held her against me. My length began to slip out and shrink. I just held her and kissed the back of her neck. She then said, Paul, I was going to tell you tonight that I didnt want to see you anymore but now Why, I asked.

We had only that one meeting after so many good emails. Because I just didnt get any physical attraction from you last time. It was as if you were meeting a business client, she tried to explain.

What was different this time, I ignorantly asked. Well, we danced and I felt your attraction to me being close to you. And, then when you asked to walk me to my car.

I then asked, Can we get together again? She smiled and grabbed her clothes, God, I hope so and maybe at different place than my car? So, the moral for online dating: dont wait for the first move, make the first move.