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Those of you who read my now defunct previous blog northern daygame (all 2 of you), will have noted that I celebrated my first ever same day lay back in July with a 24 year old polish air hostess. A very sweet, spiritual girl, with a natural beauty and femininity, but also a healthy appetite for porn, strippers, and strong continental beer. We stayed in touch, and I played the long game, which eventually resulted in us spending 5 gloriously debauched days in Lisbon together in September. For that whole period, my hunger for new leads and approaching gradually faded, and I inevitably slipped into neediness. Until November …
Picture the scene, it’s early evening on a cold Sunday in November. The streets are awash with Christmas shoppers, the lights are up, and the outdoor markets have started, meaning the festive season is well and truly underway. The smell of mulled wine is in the air and people are laughing and full of joy. Optimal conditions to conjure up some daygame magic one might think. Not quite. I am 9 approaches in and it’s the usual shit. bf, in a rush, bf, blowout, bf etc etc. My wing suggests a break, so we start making our way to our usual watering hole for a pint. Then, out of the corner of my eye I see her walk past. Long black hair with tinges of red, dark Latin or Mediterranean looking skin, beautiful wide brown eyes and incredible full lips. She’s doing the classic ‘I’m new here’ slow, dreamy eyed amble, and I immediately clock the opportunity. I walk up to her from the side trying to keep the relaxed vibe. I find out she is Bulgarian and tell her she looks pretty, and despite her limited English, she starts giggling and her eyes widen even further. We talk a little more and i discover she is some sort of babysitter for a rich family, and is here for two weeks. I sense that there may be limited opportunity for a day 2, and she tells me that this is her only day off, so I decide to go for it. I suggest going for a quick drink but she doesn’t understand, so I decide just to take full control and just start walking to the bar and put my hand on her back to suggest she follows, which she does reluctantly. We walk a few steps, but she stops, and I can sense her nervousness. I whip out my phone, open google translate, and write that we are going for one quick drink and that she is safe with me. She still looks unsure but agrees and we make our way to the bar.
On the way, I build a lot of comfort and tell her about my family and show her pictures of my new baby niece. She loves the pics and begins to open up. She tells me she is 20 years old, and tells me about her family back in Bulgaria and how she misses them. We reach the bar and she asks for a sweet Martini and I point to the secluded empty booth table and tell her I’ll bring the drinks over. I launch into my usual date game, and make sure there is plenty of light kino when we play the questions game. She is very giggly and feminine and I try to stay aloof by going silent and looking around the room now and then. I put my feet next to hers so they are touching and tell her she looks like a tap dancer with her shiny shoes, more giggles, then she uncrosses her arms and gradually begins to open her body towards me. Her arm and hair brush against mine as she is telling me that the men in Bulgaria are all perverts! I sense it’s now or never and ask her if she’s a good kisser. More nervous giggles and she puts her hand over her mouth in fake shock and then says”Maybe ..” with a mischievous smile on her face. Green light. I give it another 20 seconds of silence to build up the tension and then go for the kiss. Zero resistance. I pull away and pick up the conversation as if nothing had happened but she is pulling me in again for another kiss. This goes on a for another 20 mins and then she tells me she has to be home for 8 pm (it’s 5 pm at this point) and that she doesn’t know when her next day off will be. Green light 2. We make our exit from the bar and I walk her to the bus stop. She doesn’t know which bus takes her home, so I tell her that shes coming on mine, grab her hand and lead her to the bus which has just arrived. She lets go of my hand just as we are about to step on board, has a frown on her face and looks hesitant. I tell her it’s just for 1 drink and to watch a movie but she says she’s not sure. I promise to give her a lift home afterwards (A promise I kept!), grab her hand again and pay her fare. She reluctantly agrees and I take her to the back of the bus. The kissing gets very hot and heavy on the bus on the way home, and I am rubbing her pussy through her jeans, she’s not resisting.
We get back to mine, I pour her a glass of red wine, and show her some guitar. She randomly starts singing in Bulgarian and it’s actually not bad, if only I knew what the fuck she was singing about! I put the guitar down, start kissing her, undo her jeans and start fingering her until she’s lightly moaning. I lead her to the bedroom for some more foreplay until eventually, we fuck hard and fast for about 10 minutes. She loves it, and we lie on the bed exhausted and in complete silence until she tells me she has to go and I give her a lift back, dropping her off round the corner so her host family don’t know what a bad girl she’s been … ! I love daygame.