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When I was in college I used to go home during school breaks and work at the job that I had when I was in high school at the mall as a way to get extra spending cash.I figured that if I was going to be at home I might as well make as much as I could for the upcoming school year. Most of the staff remained the same. We were all very close. They were my extended family. Part way through the summer, a new guy was hired. He had worked with the company a few years back and had recently moved to the area. Since I was always there picking up an extra shift if I could, we managed to have a lot of shifts together. Quickly, we became friends. The guy was really cool and we had a lot in common. Soon we started spending time together outside of work. Grabbing a bite to eat or a drink. Nothing too serious. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend and the last thing I was looking for was a relationship. After a few weeks, he told me that he had feelings for me. I didn’t know what to do. I liked him, but I knew that I was leaving for school. I also didn’t want to get into another relationship.I explained how I felt to him. He told me that he understood and that he only wanted to spend as much time with me as he could before I left. How could I resist? We decided to go on our first date. We ended up going out for dinner and a movie. Everything went well. We agree to do it again. Maybe I was just being silly! Towards the end of summer, we were spending a lot of time together. Virtually all of our shifts at work were the same. I mentioned something to him about it and he told me that he had requested it a few weeks back. At first, I thought this was sweet. He really did want to be around me as much as he could before I left. Things were progressing outside of work, as well.
One night we decided to take it to the next level. We were messing around like usual. Things were going great. Clothes started flying off. Now, we had gotten to this point before, but always stopped ourselves before it went to far. I didn’t want anything to get weird between us. Sex always changes everything. I also knew that it would take it to a level of seriousness that I wasn’t ready for. But, at that moment I didn’t care about any of it. I wanted him. I didn’t stop. He quickly picked up on my lead. Then he stopped and asked me if I was sure. I told him that I was. By this point, we were naked. Hands were exploring. I started fondling his penis. He was getting hard. You’d think that everything was going really good at this point. And it was or so I thought.I noticed that after he got hard that his penis was not erect. Everytime I touched it, it flopped back down. It was the strangest thing. I had been with several guys up to this point and never once had I seen anything like this. It wouldn’t stand up on it’s own. It was a classic case of “limp dick”. I was horrified. Keep in mind this is all going on without him knowing that anything is wrong.I didn’t know what to do. Should I say something? Did he even know that this wasn’t normal? I opted against it. I didn’t want to make him feel weird. After a little bit of foreplay, we started having sex. The entire time I couldn’t get the imagine of his limp dick in my hand out of my mind. Needlesstosay, it wasn’t the best sexual encounter of my life. But, it definitely was the worst. It didn’t work for me at all. There wasn’t anything there. We never connected. I was trying to get it over with as quickly as possible.Once it was over, I made up some excuse of having to get home.
After I left, I didn’t know what to do. Sex had definitely changed everything between us. I ended up avoiding him. I changed my schedule at work, so we saw each other less there. My best friend also worked at the same place and she told me that he had told her about our “earthshattering sexual experience”. She congratulated me! I was so horrified by the experience that to that point I had told no one. I knew that I couldn’t continue avoiding him or what had happened. I told my best friend what happened. She laughed so hard that she peeed her pants. Thanks for that! Before I left for school, I went out one last time with him for lunch. It had been a few weeks since the “incident” and he was eager to spend time with me. He started hugging and kissing me. He told me how much he missed me. Here was this great guy standing in front of me telling me how much he cared about me. And all I could think about was the fact that he had limp dick.For a brief moment, I thought that maybe I could look past it.But, I knew that I couldn’t. I lost all my sex drive for him in the instant that it happened. On the flip side, he thought it was the greatest experience he had ever had. How could it possibly work if that is the best he’s got? It wouldn’t. I told him that I had really enjoyed our time together over the summer, but we had to leave it at that. A summer fling.