I told you...I told you I wasn't as innocent as you

I told you... I told you I wasn't as innocent as you thought...but Men, you like to believe that you teach us something, that we need protection and those things, so, I let you believe you were right and I feigned innocence for everyone the pores of my skin...at the end of the day it's a game, and what matters is the end. Fortunately, we both wanted to get to the end of it and equally and we both show our cards according to the movement of the last one to cast them. I was looking for a change in my routine and you were looking for a romp disguised as a bad courtship. and words already heard a thousand times in my ears. If you had stopped to think for a second, why I was so reluctant, why is it so hard....maybe you would have played the game better.....but it's be grateful, since man as a primary animal, puts his instincts before his head, if not, right now my heart would be broken by a disappointment or heartbreak, and you didn't worry knowing that he already had several wounds of yesteryear... I am already back from many things, I have already lived many experiences to know that words are carried by the wind, and that nothing that comes out of a man it's totally true. We insist on calling things by different names than what they really mean. They are, as if by deceiving the mind the fact would change; but not...sex, as you I said, it's always sex......... Surround it with pretty talk, cajole it with sensual gestures, adorn it with seductive looks...........it will still be sex. It happens that it is still thought that sex for sex's sake is exclusive only to the man........and while it is true that the woman needs a minimum feeling for the person who is going to share her body, it is not always like that. What differentiates us from each other is that a man is capable of falsifying his intentions, falsify their needs and falsify their feelings, because It works very well with almost all women..... And women, they take their time, they get to know the opponent, they treat him openly and then they surrender. When you always hear the same versions from different men, you start to understand that in the game of seduction, man does not bother much change tactics. The confidence with which some still believe that they can deceive a woman telling them in their ear what they suppose we want to hear, is not the same as those women who are already tired of the same poem in different mouths. Maybe you were new to the game,_surely_,but instinct made you act. like anyone else, that's why from the beginning I made you believe that I believed in your small praises, in your flattery, in your confessions about your feelings. I understood that we were already in the game of seduction at the same moment that you played at kissing me casually. You were clumsy, I must say... clumsy and slow, but I had fun watching you act. without knowing very well what steps to take, and from time to time I had to take the initiative and give yourself a little push to continue with this game in which you thought you moved the pieces. I started feeding your ego. There is nothing you like more than seeing the prey hunted, so he showed me innocently disoriented and I told you the same thing that you told me......that if you I had it in my head..........that if I couldn't resist your caresses..........that if I needed your kisses...... But by then I already knew perfectly well what you would do or not do. You are predictable in that aspect. It seems like you take on the world, but in reality, you play secretly because you are very cowards. When you told me how scared you were of these deep feelings, and you appealed to good sense and control, I looked at you sweetly and with my best smile told you to agree... and yet, we both knew, that the game continued, because you had no intention of stopping until you managed to take me to the bed and I didn't want to go back until I got what I wanted. We started playing "yes but no" and I have to confess that I had doubts and On one occasion I even thought that you would actually back out and disconcerted, since we both know that there were no mixed feelings, as You wanted me to believe, so I didn't understand your slowness to act.... But I let you do it... I was just waiting for your next move, and if You were taking too long, my mouth coaxed you by telling you that you were essential to me, and believing me surrendered at your feet, you resumed the game of seduction.....just like that everything was simple. It's that simple. I admit that the situation amused me enormously and at the same time, it excited me. Nothing more fun than seeing a man clumsy in expressions, trying to seduce to a woman already on enough boards to sell herself for two sentences pretty! I also recognize that the last blow failed.... I ended up getting bored of waiting for you to take the initiative, and the tension sexual was already a lot between us.... It is not surprising that despite expecting a getaway from you to a small hotel, he knew that you would never dare, and prolonged the situation waiting to know how you were going to unfold when the time came, since it was obvious that it was getting closer and closer, since each meeting of ours accentuated more the desire that one felt for him. other. So, it was clear to me that you were not in the business of paying for a bed and I had Of course, he deserved no less. However I grant you the benefit of glory in this case..... The moment did not arrive, the place was not chosen and I already wanted to finish with you (unsuccessful adventure) and start something new. So it happened that in the last heat and in view of the fact that, if it is not put to an end, this would lengthen infinitely, I took you to a corner of the warehouse, contrary to what had been thought and my own respect, and right there we had sex. Bad sex, by the way.... How true it is, that imagination adorns everything in abundance!!! In that situation, everything was pathetic and I wanted to finish it as soon as possible and put a clean slate and new account. I was untrained but I certainly deserve better than a bad roll in a corner, but I felt indebted to you, for your efforts to cajole me, so, I faked an orgasm and ended the relationship right then and there. There was still the last step and I knew it...... The last call or conversation with the "my fault" that you like so much. I suppose it is a way of delegating responsibility to the opposite. make me believing in how bad you were for what happened, was the icing on the cake, the confirmation that, despite having been out of the market for a long time, the things had not changed. On the other end of the phone, I played at consoling you... at blaming myself... but making it clear to you that this would never happen again, claiming no to what pathetic that you had turned out to me, if not for the respect that we owed to each other ourselves and among ourselves. Believe me........you felt relief, no doubt..........but the relief I have In my sense, it is by far even greater!!!