Sex is an activity that comes in many forms, styles, moods, environments and situations. I think that I have experienced the good and the bad, the fabulous and the awkward, the hurried and the relaxed, and even the passionate and the distant. I have even experienced something that I can only categorize as... mechanical.
When I say mechanical, I mean that there was nothing intimate about the situation, which is odd in itself given that sex is, by nature, an act with a degree of intimacy. This particular experience lacked intimacy outside the physical. It was purely mechanical. There is no other way to describe it.
Strictly an NSA, I did not have high expectations. The guy thought he was quite the stud. I finally decided that he needed to put up or shut up as I was a bit tired of hearing how great he was...and, it was...he was... well, it seems that there was some embellishment and exaggeration in his boasting.
Call me a romantic but I like intimate moments to be intimate. This doesn't mean that they can't be driven by chemistry and passion or do not involve laughter and creativity. It means that they involve two people rather than being simply about inserting tab A into slot B!
But that is exactly what this experience was - inserting tab A into slot B. There was nothing intimate about it. In fact, it was very mechanical.
My mind laughed at the experience as it was happening. Bewildered, my brain never disengaged. My body, on the other hand, reacted. It not only reacted, but it shocked me completely in its response. I felt betrayed by its behavior.
The experience lasted mere minutes and then, it was over. My reaction was, "That was weird". I have never considered doing it again. Yes, from the waist down, it was probably fabulous, but from the waist up... it was uneventful and nonexistent.
It was a wash. He was not a stud, and I was happy to have that mystery solved.
I never expected to hear from him again and did not intend to contact him.
But I have heard from him. I continue to hear from him via IM. He wants to do it again. He has wanted to do it again for 2 years. He is relentless in his pursuit; 2 plus years of an IM or two a week. (Not a stalker and nothing threatening)
Did I miss something?
He says that he finds me desirable.
I think that he liked what he was able to do to my body and wants to make it happen again. That is the only reason I can give for why he would want to do it again.
It can't have been a great experience for him? Seriously, it was not exactly memorable, remarkable, or worth mentioning here except...
He wants to do it again... Why???