Dedication

Before going into the best night of my life, I need to lay down the ground rules. This night had been years in the making. The hard work and dedication that goes into maintaining a healthy relationship with my girlfriend of 5+ years requires passion, patience & persistence. 

I've had numerous nights of failed opportunities which led to arguments, yelling & negotiations. A repetitious cycle of destructive habits had to be realized, apologized for & fine tuned until my #1 girl 4 life felt comfortable enough to finally share her #1 man / love / soulmate. The level of articulate communication required constant improvement so that innate desires were clearly expressed AND understood. 

Negotiations

The art is in the deal - with love & happiness on the line - to achieve a future filled with realized fantasy. The perfect deal is never rushed. For us, it went like this:

My Demands

• Variety of sexual partners throughout my lifetime.

Her Demands

• Every sexual engagement must involve her.
• There must be no lies or deceit. 
• Protection must be used for each encounter.
• Pleasuring her is the number one priority and she must be comfortable at all times.
• Communication is necessary to make sure all parties are comfortable.

Progress

Initially, there was a series of self sabotage. I wouldn't make my girl feel comfortable & act aggressively. She wouldn't be willing to make friends with other girls after she was aware of my sexual desire towards them. She would give reasons why a multitude of women weren't right & I would counter, saying her innate jealousy was clouding rational thinking. 

She would cry & I wouldn't console her. In fact, I would continue arguing through her tears. They were never long lived, which led me to believe that they were induced as a defensive mechanism. The cycle was (1) attempt, (2) fail, (3) argue, (4) cry/yell, (5) agree to try better next time. 

First Sight

It actually started 2 days prior. I was taking the recycling out within a gated condo community, where the only recycling bin was near the community center. It was a longer walk, but worth it to save mother earth from the ignorant decomposition of one-use plastic. As I walked back to the house, a beautiful young blonde rounded the corner.

I did my best not to stare at the college blonde with short shorts with a shirt to embellish her breasts. As I approached, conversation was easy to initiate. I said, hello She stopped and said, hi. I asked her name, she asked mine. I wondered if it was possible to go in for a kiss right then & there, whereby I could take her into the clubhouse and...

Well that's as far as I took the thought before my mouth instinctively asked for her Instagram. There was light banter, she said what? I said Instagram. Or, whatever soc you use. awkward silence. do you use Instagram often? ... she said, oh yeah. It's my name.

Now, I was stoned. It was the middle of the afternoon & I was incredibly flurried by the unexpected busty surprise standing before me. So the conversation ended at that. I smiled, thanked her, turned around & walked away. Fantasies over whether I could've done better filled my mind.

*Gasp* oh shit, what was her name again? I said it outloud & said it wrong. I hope she didn't hear me... but I quickly remembered and said it over, and over, and over, and over again until I arrived to the house & grabbed my phone.

Art of Attraction

A demonstration of higher value (DHV) is what women instinctually seek to find suitable mates: 

• confidence > desperation
• abundance > poverty
• strength > weakness
• freedom > enslavement

It likely helped that we left for Irvine the next day. We're nomadic by nature. So spending that time away from her place of vacation to go vacation inserted a DHV into her mind; we were free to move when she wasn't.

Perfect Night (Intro)

It all started with Settlers of Catan. A happy family gathering consisting of: me, my girl & my dad. It was game #3 - I believe - when I saw a 30 minute old DM from the sexy blonde, I'm just chilling by the poor right now if you two end up wanting to do something

Ending that game became priority #1. I sent, We're just finishing up a board game. You still out? Her reply, I just went home to make another drink now I'm going back out. Mine, Cool. We'll do the same & see you in  a sec.

Holy shit, it's on! Unbeknownst to me, my girl had been messaging her the past 2 days. I was actually only messaged because my girl didn't respond for a while.

Walking out the door, there was a slight shiver shaking us both. We were going into a brand new experience together. The nightly temperature was perfect. The door's locking mechanism beeped, the lock unhitched & we entered through the commons. The place was quiet. We exited into patio that overlooked the pool. It was dark, but very well lit.

Pools 1.5 feet deep surround the main pool & hot tub. There's an additional number locked door required to get into the pool area. We murmured to each other, the area was quiet & still in the dark. Then we saw her stir on the other side of the pool. Her feet were dangling in the water. She got up, blue goblet in hand. Another round of short shorts revealed spectacular legs. 

We walked down stairs  to the seclusive hot tub level. We broke the ice over a discussion about her community college in her hometowns on the East Coast before the night guard rounded the corner to tell us that the doors would auto lock at midnight. It was 5 minutes to, so we got out. He apologized profusely, which I found flattering.

Perfect Night (Escalation)

We decided to take a walk around the neighborhood loop. It's a 30 minute walk that encircles the Westin Hotel, a golf course & a few condominium complexes along Lake Las Vegas. Our first detour involved hopping the unmanned pool area adjacent to our pad. The acrobatic skills between the three (3) of us were pretty good. 

I was the first one to land on the other side & helped my girl down by grabbing her by the waist and escorting her down. The wing women in her really shined thereafter. She said, let Cardiff help you down.
Thanks babe :D

It was the first physical contact with our companion. The tension was high & contact abrupt. Looking back, it was necessary to engage in that interaction early on. Sexual escalation requires an escalation in physical contact.

The waters were tested, but one toe in was all it took... The heater was broken! This spot was no good & we were jumping back onto greener grass within a minute or two.

We are 23 / 24. She's 20. So naturally, our nomadic conversation up to this point had been heavily concentrated on enlightening her to the injustices of farm animal prisons, euphoric National Debt, Federal Reserve scam, new world order, US elections, modern capitalism's flaws, etc. Surprisingly, she was very receptive to it, Oh yeah. I can see that. I totally agree. Makes sense. For a blonde college chick, it was quite impressive to see.

Faith in Humanity Restored!

Our next destination was the bridge that overlooked Lake Las Vegas. It's beautifully abandoned due to the unrecovered market crash that especially plagued the Las Vegas valley. From that balcony, we saw a second opportunity to dip in some warm water within a gated hotel resort.

The second swan dive into the exclusive pool grounds had a neutrality to it. It was the second contact. So it was less awkward, but not quite near the comfortability required to place a handful on her grandiose tits & little nipples.

As I watched the undressing of two (2) women exclusively before me, I realized there needed to be documentation, for this beautiful moment that could disappear in a flash. I pulled out my phone & focused the Insta shoot on my girlfriend. Her legs & ass are juicy! I admit weekly bites & nibbles.

Our new friend had taken to surveying the area before my girl called her over to sit by her. I lost myself in the shoot & Instagram post while they engaged in small talk. I overheard mention of an old man visible through glass, working out in the gym nearby. The laughter between the two was good. Then my girl popped the question: do you wanna smoke weed with us?

To Be Continued...

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