Day 2 close in the sauna…I was naked

Hey guys, I went to the sauna in my hotel yesterday as I do every Tuesday evening after working out. I am staffed on this project abroad and trying to make the best of my little free time here which includes going out Wednesday’s and hitting the sauna on Tuesdays, Monday nights I usually catch up on my sleeping hours and on Thursdays I am back in the greatest city in Europe, Amsterdam but anyways back to the sauna FR…

Every Tuesday, I hope to meet Swedish underwear models in the sauna and only come across middle aged business men, looking for Swedish underwear models…not cool. Yesterday night was different, when I came in there was an older lady swimming in the pool and the rest of the place looked deserted but when I entered the sauna a cute girl, probably in her late twenties like me, was already there. She was laying there in a bikini, I entered naked, standardly; probably weird to you US boys but clothing in German or Dutch saunas is a big no-no. So I almost opened by busting her balls for wearing a bikini but quickly realized that this would be extremely sleazy at that particular moment.

Instead I asked her if the sand clock was at 7.5 minutes at the moment and realized she didn’t speak German so I repeated the question in English. She said yes and I said great, at least I know now when to leave otherwise I might pass out and fall onto the oven. She answered don’t worry I’d rescue you…at that point I know it is ON. So we talk a bit, she tells me that she is Czech and here on a project just like me. We talk about lots of things and I am my pure friendly, teasing and naked self, strangely enough it felt extremely comfortable to talk to and attract a girl in a bikini while I am naked. At some point she leaves the sauna to go swimming and I leave a few minutes later to chill.

We talk again during the second round of sweating and this time the older lady is in the sweatbox too but acts like she is not there. I ask her if she’s here until Thursday as well and she says yes. After that I casually tell her that I am usually going for drinks on Wednesday with my friend girl X and tell that she should come along tomorrow. She says “well I hope your girlfriend doesn’t mind but I’d really like to go for drinks with you” “Girl X is not my girlfriend and if she was, then she wouldn’t mind”. I tell her to meet me in the lobby at 20:30. I said, “you can easily recognize me, I am the 2m (6’6) tall guy with dark red hair. She’s like “and you know I am usually blond”. I am loving this sexual energy between us already. Drinks are set for tonight and girl X doesn’t have time so it is just the two of us.

Met her again in the elevator this morning and called her out on being a brunette in a funny way to which she very reactively answered “oh you’re a liar too, you told you were 2m but you’re actually 2.05m” “Oh don’t worry, I am just wearing high heels today” and we hit the ground floor… I’ll provide a long (LR) or short (she flaked so I went to the club to get another one) update tomorrow, in the meantime I’ll make sure to enjoy my night, she’s clearly attracted to me and it is my choice not hers!

Satisfaction

Kiss Closing while Leaving the Club

The fury ignited in me after some dude picked up his girlfriend’s / wive’s / cousin’s phone or whatever their relationship is, number closed her last weekend but well she's the one who is missing out…so I went out with a girl I know from university, she’s always been a very good friend. Was great fun last night, she complained that guys don’t approach her here in D. and everybody hooks up with each other where she works and hooking up at work is a no-no for her…hahaha Germany is full of chodes. So I told her that generally most guys (>95%) are too afraid to approach girls in a club or bar. I tried to point out guys for her to meet and explained her how to make proper eye-contact as a girl but she always said no, too young, no too short, you’re the cutest guy in this club anyways…hahaha great…but hey we’re good friends and it is clear that we won’t hook up….well what’s clear these days.

So anyways we are standing at a table and there is a whole death-row of guys staring at her and four blonds behind us who are out with their gay friend. She tells me, I know you got balls why don’t you talk to the cutest one of the blonds, by the time she finished her statement I had already opened the set, started flirting with the hot blond and explored the magnitude of her upper-back tattoo. Turn around and walk the two steps back after 5 minutes and my friend says “you should have seen these guys (the death-row) staring and talking to each other wondering how someone can just walk up to one of the hottest girls in the club and start a conversation”….great fun! Well, the hot blond stated she’s nearly every Wednesday at that particular club and asked if I was going to be there next week or the week after as well, love it! So my friend and me danced a bit more with the blond group (me, 5 girls and a gay guy….wonderful) and left at 01:00. Now comes the best part, at the door towards coat check there was another girl (not super hot, but do-able) dancing go-go style. I started imitating her in front of her and then wanted to leave cause my friend was waiting at the coat check and she stands in my way saying “you’re not leaving” with a smirk smile. So I thought what the fuck, kiss-closed her for 30 seconds without a word and said “so I have paid my passing dues, time to go” and left. My friend was laughing her ass off.

So that was yesterday night…apparently Tim’s fury concept works wonders for me, never felt it that strong. If my football club loses the super important derby tomorrow night I’ll get beyond furious and you’ll probably see me fucking a girl on the dancefloor!

Satisfaction