I was having some good success on PassionSearch.com. I met a few cute, fun Cougars and slept with them. But I still hadn’t met that perfect Cougar that I was dying to hookup with. Then I found a woman named Michelle. She was 43 years old, recently divorced, was into many things I am, and had the most amazing body I’ve ever seen.
It doesn’t matter where you go. To pull a woman like this, you’ve got to be on your “A” game and you must have something of high-value to offer her (no, I’m not talking about money). I’ll be honest – my chances of her even wanting to meet me were slim. But I figured I’d go for it. Why not? The worst case scenario was she would reject me. I’m a guy. I’ve dealt with rejection many times. It’s part of life. It barely phases me anymore.
I knew I wasn’t going to hookup with her right away. My plan was to be persistent. I worked hard to charm her and I did a great job. She was definitely digging my game. Then I ran into a bit of a problem, which I had expected. She told me she met someone else that she “felt more of a connection with” on PassionSearch.com. So that was the end of it. Or so I thought. Two days later, she sent me an email that the guy she met turned out to be completely different from what he appeared to be online.
This guy was far less attractive than his profile pictures and couldn’t carry a conversation to save his life, according to her. So she came back to me and said she’d like to give me a shot. I was a bit put off by it because I knew I was the backup plan. But, hey, she’s a hottie and has a million other guys coming after her. If I’m Option #2 out of 1 million, that’s not too bad. That’s how I sold myself on the idea of getting with her.
I knew I would have to work extra hard to impress her…
I figured she was high-maintenance and probably very arrogant. But I was cocky and thought I could get in her pants. We met at a local pub for a few drinks. I wore my best outfit, which included a brand new pair of dress shoes. I had my hair professionally styled before the date. I was clean shaven, had some nice cologne on, and was ready to impress.
I had never been so nervous in my life. But when I showed up, she greeted me with the biggest hug and smile. Then told me she was glad that, unlike the last guy, I looked the same as I did online (probably because of the pre-date makeover). Charming her was much easier than I expected. We had a lot of fun and a lot of sex that night. Perhaps the best sex of my life. And I’m quite happy the other guy screwed up. I don’t mind capitalizing on other’s mistakes!