This is sort of hard to explain because, in a way, my first date, was my second date. My first date involved a third person and wasn't really an official date. My second date was 1-on-1 and, while it wasn't exactly a planned date, I planned it...
It was Monday evening, 20 AUG 1990, I was 27 and going for a PhD and she was 22 finishing a BS. She was leaving her shift at her job as a waitress at Friendly's in Troy NY. I stood outside by my (relatively new) truck waiting for her to leave. She wasn't expecting me. She walks out of Friendly's and then stops cold as she sees me standing against my truck. I say to her about 50 feet across the parking lot "Feel like a chef's salad?" She smiled. (The night before, at another diner with a friend and her, I had been mentioning a place in downtown Troy called "Holmes and Watson" which had a very good chef's salad.)
She got in her car and drove the few blocks to her place and so did I. This was the first time I was in her apartment. She had two roommates. I spoke with her roommates while she was getting ready. In an unbelievably short time, she got dressed in a leather jacket and jeans and looked every bit as gorgeous as she always was. I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world.
So, I took her in my car (it was a truck then) and we headed down to Holmes and Watson. Just she and me. We dined outside just like the couple in the picture although I was not holding her hand. The time just passed as we talked for what had to be 2 or 3 hours. Eventually, the staff were hinting that they were closing. We were the last customers...
I drove her back to her place and she just sat in my truck with me for another hour or two. Neither of us wanted this to end. She agreed to go with me to a going-away party for a friend of mine on Wednesday night.
We didn't kiss, but... there was magic in the air...
As she headed up to her apartment at about 2 AM, I headed home. There was one stop light, at the intersection of 15th Street and Hutton Street. I was stopped at that light on Hutton Street facing east, The Notty Pine Tavern on my left, waiting to turn left the one block to my apartment.
At that light - which thankfully seemed to last forever - and mentally ran through the checklist of the symptoms of being in love - real love. I had checked them all. At that moment, I realized I was in love with this young woman.
That Wednesday night would be our second date and that was equally priceless as we then became a couple.
In less than two months, I knew that she was the one I wanted to marry. I had no-as-in-zero-as-in-0 reservations about it; I wanted to marry this woman.
On Thursday, it will be 31 years since she dumped me. I never recovered. I should have died before 1994. If God had any mercy on me, that's what would have happened. So, I stay alive - having turned 60 yesterday - wondering what I must have done in a previous life to have been punished like this - to have found Heaven and then have it permanently taken away from me and have to suffer the rest of my life with this devastation. God has not yet shown mercy on my soul as she is living the perfect life that I had envisioned with her but now with her husband - whom her family does not like.
we started to walk around the streets of a particularly wealthy neighborhood, so it was really quiet in the middle of the night, and there were interesting sights everywhere you looked, she said "there's a nice spot somewhere around, I remember it" and that was our aim, lol, apparently (it was a swing under a big ass tree that would happen to get hit by the full moon, light) so she said, let me show you...
and when I didn't hesitate to just go walk with her, she said, I like that... that's where I might have buried my ex-boyfriend and you're even leading the way into the night, lmao... I like that kind of humor
anyway, no big plan, no fancy dinner... no pretending, no expectations at all... just a great walk under the night and about, four or six hours of talking? laughing, sharing... finding out about one another, we already had a good idea about each other and we felt it could be good and even great... that first time we "went out" apart from the group, was the confirmation of those feelings... lol
well, we met up at the library, he had covered my eyes and told me to “guess who.” I told him I knew it was him because no one our age would meet up at a library if they didn’t have to 😂 and anyways, he told me he managed to get a couple of tickets from his one friend, who was a pretty efficient “fake ID maker” and replicator, or whatever. The tickets were to get aboard a cruise line, for the night- or however long we wanted to be on it lol. (It made stops and such).
He said we had to get dressed up for
it though, so we could also “blend in.”
That was for the late evening. We went to grab lunch at a McDonald’s and got our meals, but we also got ONE ☝️ shake and two straws 😁. We were already full, so we both pretty much just took however much we wanted. We dipped our fries in too because that’s the only sane way to do it! Lol
We talked and joked around.
Then we went to a local park and walked in the flower garden. Which is my fave. I convinced him to walk along the fountain with me and we tossed pennies into it making a wish.
After, quite some time walking in the park. We were kind of tired, so we went to a local aquarium just to check it out and cool off a bit from the heat that day.
We took really cool pictures there, too. They came out really nice. I don’t know if it was thanks to our cheap phones, or his camera and editing skills lol
Time just flew away from us, so we chased after it by getting home, and changing for the cruise. He picked me up at my place, and we rode the subway 🚇 to the dock.
Dining/ buffet was free 👐 if you had a ticket. I was nervous, but I knew we couldn’t get into too much trouble if they said anything about it, or found out.
Well, they let us through, and we danced outside on the back of the boat 🛥.
It was literally a dream because they played the perfect mixture of modern romance, but classic romance songs too, like Frank Sinatra, and Billie Holiday.
I took like-
ONE ballroom dancing class session before, but he didn’t lol
so we just kind of swayed. It was nice. Keeping it simple.
We looked at the skyline 🌃, other couples. Had really great food! 😂 🦞 🦐
We flirted and shared personal things with each other. We kissed a bit too. Held hands pretty much the WHOLE time. Even if my hands were sweaty 🤕🤒
Talked about funny friends, annoying people from school. Family. Aspirations. The world.
We didn’t finish the whole cruise, though. Eventually, we decided to get off, and we got some cotton candy from the carnival that was going on at the beach.
We rode just TWO rides lol We didn’t want to mess up our clothes. We rode one that spun in the air- called the freak out I think, and we rode the Ferris wheel 🎡.
We had a long day, but were still happy and didn’t want to go home, either.
I thanked him for getting us the tickets 😂 even though, he didn’t pay for it.
He laughed and said you’re welcome
Talking on the swings and making out was the last thing we did.
Rode the subway home. Apparently.. I fell asleep and napped on his shoulder on the way. His words. Not mine.
We were hopeless romantics. He did kiss me at the door, and I said stop ✋ lol you can definitely stay the night. He did.
Sounds amazing. Ide love to do something like this for the right woman. But as a man dating isn’t that simple. Do you know how many times I’ve taken dates to nice places and thought out fun outings? Something to stand out yet I never got so much as laid from it much less a second date.
After putting forth that much effort without anything to show guys just want a simple drink date so they can run from ungrateful women.
I don’t think you can expect such a date from anyone your not already in a relationship with. It’s common for guys to stop “dating” their girls after their dating but if they still take you on dates then you got someone that cares.
Oh I gotcha. They in this instance doesn't mean multiple people all went out on one date. They as in like past tense person. It's just the more abstract way of referring to a person. Not multiple people in this instance.
With the current guy I’m seeing. We went out to dinner, we went to a haunted house and then we hiked to a spot that overshadows a highway and hung out. No kissing, not touchy, touchy just pure vibes. Honestly was amazing
It was the 23rd of December 2016 haha Nobody has ever "outbid" that one.
I met him a month prior but during our first date he was such a gentleman, so respectful, well mannered and ughh I still love it. He was amazing! So he was the main reason why this first date was so great, our vibes were just fitting. And he knew excatly what he wanted in life and he did straight told me what is intentions are, so I knew he wanted a serious relationship and hoped it would be me.
We went to my favorite cafe, they have a cozy sitting area on the second floor and we talked for two hours and then walked through the city for another nearly two hours.
It was so amazing but it was the last. I wasn't ready for a serious relationship, even tho I was thinking that's exactly what I wanted but I realized it's not what I want, it's what my family has told me since always how it should be. I got scared and told him it won't work out and afterwards had a identity crisis lol Never regretted it tho it was the right decision and also he met his future finance after me haha I hadn't deleted his what's app and saw his profile pic 🙏🏼
(1) We had chatted online for about 3 months. We agreed to meet. We met at a restaurant for brunch. She was flaming redhead stunner! Those who know me, know that I'm a pushover for redheads. I took this as a good omen. We chatted easily about everything, and we flirted unashamedly. I didn't want our date to end. I decided to ask her to accompany me to a friend's birthday party that afternoon. It was a huge party, but I only knew my friend and his wife, so I was happy to have a date. Interestingly, we mingled together with lots of couples. Everyone was married, except us. But EVERY couple we talked to they asked how long we had been married and did we have any kids! LOL! Most them were surprised to learn it was our first date. Someone even took a picture of us, which I still have. It does look like we're a newly married couple! We were very comfortable and happy.
(2) My second Best First Date happened after I met someone after Covid began. Unfortunately, we lived in two different countries, so no visitors were crossing borders. So we decided to meet in the "DMZ" between our two countries on a bridge. We met in the middle of the bridge in 'No Man's Land' for 3 hours, watching boats traveling under us. We chatted, ate some food, drank some coffee, hugged a LOT and kissed. I walked her back to her border, and the returned back to my country. It was my MOST ROMANTIC First Date, and I will NEVER forget it!
I wore my dark blue 3 piece suit, she wore this gorgeous cocktail dress. She looked so pretty, I still remember that night like it just happened.
I saved up 3 weeks of paychecks
I took the city bus to her house and we took a cab to the fanciest Italian restaurant I knew of I even remember the name of the restaurant BALISTRERI'S.
I even pulled out her chair and everything.
We were so over dressed, that everyone stared at us. We looked like we just left the Opera.
After dinner we took the cab back to her house and sat on her porch talking. We even made out a little. ( We got so worked up) I didn't even know how to kiss. I kept sucking on her bottom lip, but I learned.
She got up and said I think its time to end this for the night. I kiss her goodbye and walk to corner and called a cab from the payphone.
That night I knew I was in love (puppy love, but still love) The cab ride home, all I could think about was her.
She was my drug addiction
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It was the most intense, whirlwind relationship I ever had. It started at a club when a guy starts grinding on me in all the right ways. He feels my boobs and I reach back and into his pants. He reaches under my short skirt and I turn around and we kiss. I squat down as I unbutton his pants and blow him. At this point we haven’t even really seen each other’s faces. People around us cheer. The bouncers kick us out.
Outside we keep making out and we hook up in the alley. He offers to drive me home and as we get in he asks me if I want to go to Vegas with him. I ask when, he says now. I say yes.
I have only my ID, my phone and a very short dress. We have oral sex on the road, sex in the desert. We’re drunk on each other and it’s not until we check into the hotel that I find out his name.
We traveled around and screwed every chance we got. He bought me some clothes and a bag and we stayed together for a week. I got fired from my job because I didn’t show up for work and then as quickly as it started it was over. He had to leave for his country and bought me a plane ticket and he dropped me off at my gate and we both flew to our separate homes.
It was first date with the woman who is now my wife. We had spent time together before and seen each other often, but this was our first date. It was nice because there were no expectations. There was no checklist of things we had to do or achieve. It was just time together.
Her little sister had to come with us which was both annoying and fun and funny. But it was also good because it allowed us to bond over make sure sis didn't get into mischief.
We were in Japan and I spoke or read zero Japanese. My wife read and spoke enough to get around the train system -- that was a really good thing for our relationship because I had to trust her completely to guide us.
We went and played in a park. We ate ramen. We went to a Japanese bakery. Finished the day with crepes and ice cream and then a tired but contented train ride back to her house.
To me, the best dates are the casual ones. No fancy restaurants or crowded areas where you have to mask your social anxiety.
My first date with my current partner, I took a taxi to his place and we hung out for like 5 hours. We watched movies, talked lots, ordered pizza, and at the end of it when I was leaving, he asked me for a hug, which I gladly accepted. Normally for first dates I don’t go straight to peoples houses because of obvious safety reasons, but I had a good feeling about him, and that feeling was right - we’ve been together almost 2 years now.
I’ve only had one girlfriend but it’s kind of funny because we kind of had two first dates. The first first date was a total wreck/ended totally wrong. The second first date was PERFECT! We had decided to go on our first date to the zoo and a place that I kept hearing about over the radio that made anything however you wanted. The issue was the Zoo was not at all romantic, and actually kind of sad, then her brother kept bugging her the whole time and we got lost on the way to the restaurant only to find out that they weren’t even open that day. Then we couldn’t find our way back out of the city. And it was like 11 at night when I finally got her home. It was so bad! 😂😂 then I decided to give her a second “first date” by staying in town and bringing her to her favorite restaurant in town. And it ended at her house on the couch with her skirt half off because my hands couldn’t keep off of her.
I was on vacation with two of my girlfriends on a Caribbean Island where while having lunch one of those days I met a man who I chatted with for quite some time. Anyway he asked me for a date that evening and I accepted. It was wonderful and the next day he spent the day with the three of us showing all the good things to see while there. He and I went out every night for the rest of that week. That was 13 years ago and today he is my husband of 11 years.
One that I can think of, she and I went hiking on our first date. We hit it off remarkably well. We had similar interests and enjoyed each other's company. It was during a time though when I had to re-locate for a job. I ended up 2 hours away but we kept dating for awhile. Eventually it didn't work out though.
There were other great "first dates". Mostly just "clicking" with the other person and dating right away.
Some years ago I dated a very attractive woman who had a beautiful body. We went out for dinner then to a club. I enjoyed her company, but had no intention of having sex with her that date. As we were slow dancing, she kept pushing her pelvis against my cock which hardened in no time at all. She then dropped her hand to feel it. She then whispered to me “I want to fuck you. I want you to eat me, make me cum many times”. We immediately. Left and went to my house where we fucked for the next 6-7 hours. I don’t remember how many times she came, but seems she just couldn’t stop cumming from my fingers, tongue or cock. I came about 5 times that night, giving her every drop of cum I had. We met several times a week for the next 3-4 weeks, fucking the night away. She moved to another city unfortunately, but what a great first date it was.
To an Italian restaurant to have a casual dinner. The fact that a girl I really liked actually agreed to going out with me was what made it so special.
We have something to talk about, usually it’s just us, the activity is less pressure.
My last girlfriend wanted to set our first date up. I just asked that we were sober, so we went out for coffee. We had a great time, kept it short. Made it easy to follow up with more dates with greater expectations.
You have to have a “good” first date in order to have a “best” first date. First dates are always lousy. I doubt anyone can convince me otherwise. First dates are basically interviews. Even when they GET the job, nobody ever says “the interview” when you ask what they like best about their job. Facts. Especially for men, first dates are a necessary evil. I’ve never had a “good” one. I suspect most dudes who would suggest otherwise just have extremely low standards and almost no self respect.
A simple coffee date straight after work. I was in my uniform and he was in his work clothes. There was no pressure. We chatted easily and continued the conversation for 3 hours in my car after the coffee shop closed.
As a young boy, I roamed the wilderness a lot. I would emerge whenever I sensed a young woman in need of discipline. Sort of the way a dog whisperer might treat a disobedient and abused dog. Anyway, on my first real date, I emerged from the wilderness to find a girl who was a preacher's daughter. I fingered her in the church parking lot.
I took my future wife to see Gordon Lightfoot at an outside amphitheater. It was a two hour ride so it gave us a little time to talk. We had a picnic lunch and it was a beautiful day.
I was always down on my luck asking a girl out. I was always rejected just even for one date. Until I met my former girlfriend. I was expecting the polite rejection, but she turned the tables and said sure Ill join you in that movie.
It was wonderful, she was brilliant, stunningly beautiful, The food was fantastic, gorgeous scenery. I was convinced that she was the one... Then the alarm clock rang.
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