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***Official*** FFA iDating Thread (3 Viewers)

Downloaded tinder and bumble after being out of the game for most of last year.

Bumble shows you who right swiped you, see that a girl I'd dated before had swiped me (Jenny B for dedicated observers of the thread). A quick text later, and she's coming over this week.

Saturday met a girl at a bar. We talked a little, but I was out with friends. I don't like destroying the sanctity of guys night by being a horn dog. I wake up Sunday to a super like on Tinder. That will also happen this week.

A couple of other irons in the fire. I wish it was always this easy.

*I will complain that I've matched with several girls who are 8+ until you get to their last picture and they're significantly overweight. I kind of feel bad for those girls. They would be insanely hot if they could get their weight under control. I'm sure it's not easy living life like that. I've also matched and even gotten into convos with women only to check their instagram and find out that they're single mothers. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I try to stay away from moms for my own good. 

Whatever happened to Grizz? Can we assume he's dead or married?

 
Saturday met a girl at a bar. We talked a little, but I was out with friends. I don't like destroying the sanctity of guys night by being a horn dog. I wake up Sunday to a super like on Tinder. That will also happen this week.
Was this the same chick?  

Thanks for the update from the married contingent.

 
Poke_4_Life said:
Was this the same chick?  

Thanks for the update from the married contingent.
It was. Sorry for not being clear, I just typed something up over lunch.

I'm ***Officially*** breaking my rule from the above-post. I've got drinks set up with a girl with a child this week. In my defense, she's a large city 7.5/where I live 9. 

 
Whatever happened to Grizz? Can we assume he's dead or married?
I guess I'm overdue for an update in here.  

I ended up dating the flight attendant that I met on Bumble for about six weeks.  She was pretty cool and fun as far as girls go -- she played guitar with a local bluegrass band, she was into craft beer, she flew to Chicago to go to a World Series game at Wrigley, she took me to a Jim James concert, and she had great boobs and loved to bang.  But while she was generally pretty fun to hang out with, I just never really felt like there was much long-term potential, as I just found her chat to be uninspired and predictable at times.  And she started up the "Define the Relationship" chats way too soon, in which I had to repeatedly dodge making any commitments to monogamy.  She even added me as her travel companion on her free flight benefits after a few weeks of dating.  It was just escalating too quickly for someone that I was only lukewarm on.  So I kept on swiping on the side until I met someone that inspired me to break it off with her.  

In late November, I got a funny, well-crafted opening message from another girl on Bumble.  We hit it off right away and spent about a week texting before we were able to meet up after Thanksgiving.  Our first date went extremely well, and we've been hanging out on a nearly daily basis ever since.  She's a former attorney who went to an elite law school turned elementary school teacher, so she's extremely intelligent with a heart of gold.  She's also the funniest, wittiest girl that I've ever met, which is a huge turn-on for me.  And she's remarkably beautiful with a tight body.  In college, she was voted Homecoming Queen at a university with 40,000+ undergrads.  Our life interests and hobbies are incredibly similar: sour beer, National Parks, rap music, cooking, and politics.  Our intellectual, emotional, and physical connection is just unreal on every level.  We recently exchanged "I love yous" after just one month of dating, which was unprecedented for both of us.  I know it sounds crazy, but I've never been so smitten in my life.

So, I'm officially retired from the online dating scene for the time being.  I hope you guys have similar luck finding a gem out there.  

 
I guess I'm overdue for an update in here.  

I ended up dating the flight attendant that I met on Bumble for about six weeks.  She was pretty cool and fun as far as girls go -- she played guitar with a local bluegrass band, she was into craft beer, she flew to Chicago to go to a World Series game at Wrigley, she took me to a Jim James concert, and she had great boobs and loved to bang.  But while she was generally pretty fun to hang out with, I just never really felt like there was much long-term potential, as I just found her chat to be uninspired and predictable at times.  And she started up the "Define the Relationship" chats way too soon, in which I had to repeatedly dodge making any commitments to monogamy.  She even added me as her travel companion on her free flight benefits after a few weeks of dating.  It was just escalating too quickly for someone that I was only lukewarm on.  So I kept on swiping on the side until I met someone that inspired me to break it off with her.  

In late November, I got a funny, well-crafted opening message from another girl on Bumble.  We hit it off right away and spent about a week texting before we were able to meet up after Thanksgiving.  Our first date went extremely well, and we've been hanging out on a nearly daily basis ever since.  She's a former attorney who went to an elite law school turned elementary school teacher, so she's extremely intelligent with a heart of gold.  She's also the funniest, wittiest girl that I've ever met, which is a huge turn-on for me.  And she's remarkably beautiful with a tight body.  In college, she was voted Homecoming Queen at a university with 40,000+ undergrads.  Our life interests and hobbies are incredibly similar: sour beer, National Parks, rap music, cooking, and politics.  Our intellectual, emotional, and physical connection is just unreal on every level.  We recently exchanged "I love yous" after just one month of dating, which was unprecedented for both of us.  I know it sounds crazy, but I've never been so smitten in my life.

So, I'm officially retired from the online dating scene for the time being.  I hope you guys have similar luck finding a gem out there.  
This might be the worst update ever.  Congrats.

 
 Whatever happened to Grizz? Can we assume he's dead or married?
Good prediction, sounds like he's both.  In this thread he's basically dead, and in real life he's basically married.

Congrats Grizz.  Falling in love with the right person rules, and she sounds like a keeper (but you forgot to rate her hugging skills).

 
Grizz, she sounds amazing, congratulations. I would highly recommend breaking up with her as soon as possible before you get any crazy ideas in your head.

 
Congrats Grizz!  Have you went in for a hug yet?  
Hug game is very strong.  More like vertical cuddling at times.  We sometimes stand around her place in full embrace while talking, laughing, and making out for well over an hour at a time.  We eventually have to force ourselves to disconnect from each other.   :wub:

 
Hug game is very strong.  More like vertical cuddling at times.  We sometimes stand around her place in full embrace while talking, laughing, and making out for well over an hour at a time.  We eventually have to force ourselves to disconnect from each other.   :wub:
I think I just barfed a little. 

Shouldn't this detail be moved to the other 100 page thread about holding hands, smooching and drooling all over each other?

We need a story from AZ Ron now more than evah...

But good for you Grizz, hope you feel that way about each other for a long time.

 
Hug game is very strong.  More like vertical cuddling at times.  We sometimes stand around her place in full embrace while talking, laughing, and making out for well over an hour at a time.  We eventually have to force ourselves to disconnect from each other.   :wub:
:lmao:  Atta boy!  For ultimate friction, make sure to wear mesh athletic shorts.  Bonus :style: points if they're from your favorite NFL team. 

 
What's the ruling on approaching women in public? She chatted me up but I was too nervous to give my number. :bag:

 
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Hug game is very strong.  More like vertical cuddling at times.  We sometimes stand around her place in full embrace while talking, laughing, and making out for well over an hour at a time.  We eventually have to force ourselves to disconnect from each other.   :wub:
Post a pic.

 
Update:

So I met this girl (same one from earlier in the thread) in Miami for a weekend fling.  We are at dinner Saturday night and I use this line (which admittedly I stole):

Me:  You know, if you lived in Dallas, you could apply to be my Tuesday girlfriend.  I currently have an opening.

Her:  Tuesday?  What's wrong with the other days?

Me:  Well, those days are full.

Her:  Well, I don't like Tuesdays.  That sounds like a boring day.  Like nothing is going on so you use it to see me.

Me:  :mellow:

I change the subject to something else.....

Later that night we are in bed in the middle of the secks.  She says, let me get on top and really starts going at it.

Her:  I bet your Thursday girlfriend doesn't #### you like this.

Me:  :lol:

Her:  I don't want Tuesdays. I want Thursdays!

 
Rirruto is a big fat liar

I've said it around here before, but I generally stay away from smashing on the first meet. It's poor form for somebody my age, and it usually keeps girls from meeting up again (in my experience). I've done it less than 5 times ever. 2 of those times happened within about 3 nights of each other a couple of weeks ago. On each night, I told her "I'm not having sex with you" as we left the bar. I'm a liar with no will power.

The first girl and I had been texting for awhile, but our schedules never matched up. She looked okay in her pictures, and she was legit funny. Which should have been a huge red flag. Anyway, I'm out with some buddies bar hopping. I've been trying to get my drinking under control, so I ducked out relatively early. I got home and was enjoying my celebratory candy bar and Coke Zero since I didn't get too drunk. I had just taken my Beeswax Clark's Desert Boots off when I got a text from her. She's at a bar a couple of blocks away. (PSA: any single guy who doesn't live within walking distance of some sort of bar district in his city is doing himself a yuuuuge disservice. Proximity has gotten myself and some of my buddies--using my place--laid. Location, location, location). 

I put my shoes on and walk over. She's there with her friend and her friends boyfriend. Completely awkward. A turrible situation. I have a couple of light beers and make the best of it. She is not attractive. Not fat, but not skinny. Probably a Rirrutio 5/10. Maybe 4. Not quite a slump buster in the Mark Grace sense of the term, but actually. Yes, she is.

Her friends take off, and she asks if she can call an Uber from my place since its so close. Yeah, right. I tell her that she can, and that I'll make out with her but that sex won't occur. But apparently, I was too drunk to follow through with those very reasonable conditions. Or maybe she just accepted the challenge. I lose a scene or two in here to be totally honest.

We get to my apartment and she's naked in about 5 seconds. Yadda yadda. She had hairy lady parts which is a big change of pace. Most girls under 25 don't even have hair on their arms, but what would Christo do, right? Also, I'm notorious for not using condoms which is incredibly stupid but, as we've established, I have no willpower at all. She promises to get a Plan B in the morning. If you can't trust a complete stranger with your entire future, what's life even about?

Girl 2. I'll call her Yogi. She is exactly my type. Yogi is a yoga instructor and looks like your Basic Yoga Instructor. Really, really good looking in a hippy kind of way. 7.5 on the Rirruto scale. We meet at a bar where she tells me she started drinking before she showed up. In my experience, girls who admit to that (I'm positive lots of Tinder girls--and I assume guys--have a drink or two to take the edge off before meeting a total stranger) are crazy and usually slutty. No exception. She starts talking about my chakras and how are signs match up. I'm sure they do. Yogi then spend 30 minutes talking about how we should do peyote sometime. She keeps referencing that her office is a block away from the bar. I'm in a different city, so my place isn't an option. Eventually she asks if I want to see a painting she recently did and watch an episode of Westworld. I know her art probably sucks and Westworld is boring, but sure. Why not?

As we're doing the deed:

Yogi: Would you ever want to be with me and another girl.

Me: *trying to keep my cool*Yeah, that sound like it could be fun.

Yogi: Grrrreeeeat! That's too much for some guys. Honestly, I signed up for Tinder to meet girls.

And you think this probably comes at a pause in the festivities. It does not. I'm trying to remember Javy Baez's batting average while this is going on. After we're done, she says that when I put my hand on her leg at the bar she decided she was going to smash. That happened maybe 15 minutes after I met her. 

Yadda yadda, a few dates later she exploded on me for being emotionally unavailable. She started crying and told me that she moved our relationship into "the sexual realm" too quickly and she normally doesn't do that (yeah. right). But peyote and an Arizona Ron level threesome were not to be. Sorry, guys. 

 
Rirruto is a big fat liar

I've said it around here before, but I generally stay away from smashing on the first meet. It's poor form for somebody my age, and it usually keeps girls from meeting up again (in my experience). I've done it less than 5 times ever. 2 of those times happened within about 3 nights of each other a couple of weeks ago. On each night, I told her "I'm not having sex with you" as we left the bar. I'm a liar with no will power.

The first girl and I had been texting for awhile, but our schedules never matched up. She looked okay in her pictures, and she was legit funny. Which should have been a huge red flag. Anyway, I'm out with some buddies bar hopping. I've been trying to get my drinking under control, so I ducked out relatively early. I got home and was enjoying my celebratory candy bar and Coke Zero since I didn't get too drunk. I had just taken my Beeswax Clark's Desert Boots off when I got a text from her. She's at a bar a couple of blocks away. (PSA: any single guy who doesn't live within walking distance of some sort of bar district in his city is doing himself a yuuuuge disservice. Proximity has gotten myself and some of my buddies--using my place--laid. Location, location, location). 

I put my shoes on and walk over. She's there with her friend and her friends boyfriend. Completely awkward. A turrible situation. I have a couple of light beers and make the best of it. She is not attractive. Not fat, but not skinny. Probably a Rirrutio 5/10. Maybe 4. Not quite a slump buster in the Mark Grace sense of the term, but actually. Yes, she is.

Her friends take off, and she asks if she can call an Uber from my place since its so close. Yeah, right. I tell her that she can, and that I'll make out with her but that sex won't occur. But apparently, I was too drunk to follow through with those very reasonable conditions. Or maybe she just accepted the challenge. I lose a scene or two in here to be totally honest.

We get to my apartment and she's naked in about 5 seconds. Yadda yadda. She had hairy lady parts which is a big change of pace. Most girls under 25 don't even have hair on their arms, but what would Christo do, right? Also, I'm notorious for not using condoms which is incredibly stupid but, as we've established, I have no willpower at all. She promises to get a Plan B in the morning. If you can't trust a complete stranger with your entire future, what's life even about?

Girl 2. I'll call her Yogi. She is exactly my type. Yogi is a yoga instructor and looks like your Basic Yoga Instructor. Really, really good looking in a hippy kind of way. 7.5 on the Rirruto scale. We meet at a bar where she tells me she started drinking before she showed up. In my experience, girls who admit to that (I'm positive lots of Tinder girls--and I assume guys--have a drink or two to take the edge off before meeting a total stranger) are crazy and usually slutty. No exception. She starts talking about my chakras and how are signs match up. I'm sure they do. Yogi then spend 30 minutes talking about how we should do peyote sometime. She keeps referencing that her office is a block away from the bar. I'm in a different city, so my place isn't an option. Eventually she asks if I want to see a painting she recently did and watch an episode of Westworld. I know her art probably sucks and Westworld is boring, but sure. Why not?

As we're doing the deed:

Yogi: Would you ever want to be with me and another girl.

Me: *trying to keep my cool*Yeah, that sound like it could be fun.

Yogi: Grrrreeeeat! That's too much for some guys. Honestly, I signed up for Tinder to meet girls.

And you think this probably comes at a pause in the festivities. It does not. I'm trying to remember Javy Baez's batting average while this is going on. After we're done, she says that when I put my hand on her leg at the bar she decided she was going to smash. That happened maybe 15 minutes after I met her. 

Yadda yadda, a few dates later she exploded on me for being emotionally unavailable. She started crying and told me that she moved our relationship into "the sexual realm" too quickly and she normally doesn't do that (yeah. right). But peyote and an Arizona Ron level threesome were not to be. Sorry, guys. 
:goodposting:  

Actually best post of 2017 so far :lmao:  

And this was basically me when I was single. 

 
Rirruto is a big fat liar

I've said it around here before, but I generally stay away from smashing on the first meet. It's poor form for somebody my age, and it usually keeps girls from meeting up again (in my experience). I've done it less than 5 times ever. 2 of those times happened within about 3 nights of each other a couple of weeks ago. On each night, I told her "I'm not having sex with you" as we left the bar. I'm a liar with no will power.

The first girl and I had been texting for awhile, but our schedules never matched up. She looked okay in her pictures, and she was legit funny. Which should have been a huge red flag. Anyway, I'm out with some buddies bar hopping. I've been trying to get my drinking under control, so I ducked out relatively early. I got home and was enjoying my celebratory candy bar and Coke Zero since I didn't get too drunk. I had just taken my Beeswax Clark's Desert Boots off when I got a text from her. She's at a bar a couple of blocks away. (PSA: any single guy who doesn't live within walking distance of some sort of bar district in his city is doing himself a yuuuuge disservice. Proximity has gotten myself and some of my buddies--using my place--laid. Location, location, location). 

I put my shoes on and walk over. She's there with her friend and her friends boyfriend. Completely awkward. A turrible situation. I have a couple of light beers and make the best of it. She is not attractive. Not fat, but not skinny. Probably a Rirrutio 5/10. Maybe 4. Not quite a slump buster in the Mark Grace sense of the term, but actually. Yes, she is.

Her friends take off, and she asks if she can call an Uber from my place since its so close. Yeah, right. I tell her that she can, and that I'll make out with her but that sex won't occur. But apparently, I was too drunk to follow through with those very reasonable conditions. Or maybe she just accepted the challenge. I lose a scene or two in here to be totally honest.

We get to my apartment and she's naked in about 5 seconds. Yadda yadda. She had hairy lady parts which is a big change of pace. Most girls under 25 don't even have hair on their arms, but what would Christo do, right? Also, I'm notorious for not using condoms which is incredibly stupid but, as we've established, I have no willpower at all. She promises to get a Plan B in the morning. If you can't trust a complete stranger with your entire future, what's life even about?

Girl 2. I'll call her Yogi. She is exactly my type. Yogi is a yoga instructor and looks like your Basic Yoga Instructor. Really, really good looking in a hippy kind of way. 7.5 on the Rirruto scale. We meet at a bar where she tells me she started drinking before she showed up. In my experience, girls who admit to that (I'm positive lots of Tinder girls--and I assume guys--have a drink or two to take the edge off before meeting a total stranger) are crazy and usually slutty. No exception. She starts talking about my chakras and how are signs match up. I'm sure they do. Yogi then spend 30 minutes talking about how we should do peyote sometime. She keeps referencing that her office is a block away from the bar. I'm in a different city, so my place isn't an option. Eventually she asks if I want to see a painting she recently did and watch an episode of Westworld. I know her art probably sucks and Westworld is boring, but sure. Why not?

As we're doing the deed:

Yogi: Would you ever want to be with me and another girl.

Me: *trying to keep my cool*Yeah, that sound like it could be fun.

Yogi: Grrrreeeeat! That's too much for some guys. Honestly, I signed up for Tinder to meet girls.

And you think this probably comes at a pause in the festivities. It does not. I'm trying to remember Javy Baez's batting average while this is going on. After we're done, she says that when I put my hand on her leg at the bar she decided she was going to smash. That happened maybe 15 minutes after I met her. 

Yadda yadda, a few dates later she exploded on me for being emotionally unavailable. She started crying and told me that she moved our relationship into "the sexual realm" too quickly and she normally doesn't do that (yeah. right). But peyote and an Arizona Ron level threesome were not to be. Sorry, guys. 
These are the kind of posts I come in here for, great work. 

Sincerely,

guy married before Tinder

 
Old guy here back on the scene after 24 year marriage.  Meeting girl tonight for the 2nd time for dinner after a few drinks with a kiss and hug on date #1.  What should I be expecting/hoping for here....

 
Old guy here back on the scene after 24 year marriage.  Meeting girl tonight for the 2nd time for dinner after a few drinks with a kiss and hug on date #1.  What should I be expecting/hoping for here....
gonna need more info.

A lot of what to expect depends on the girl.

 
Old guy here back on the scene after 24 year marriage.  Meeting girl tonight for the 2nd time for dinner after a few drinks with a kiss and hug on date #1.  What should I be expecting/hoping for here....
Sex on the first date.  So you're already behind...  

 
Old guy here back on the scene after 24 year marriage.  Meeting girl tonight for the 2nd time for dinner after a few drinks with a kiss and hug on date #1.  What should I be expecting/hoping for here....
If I learned anything on this forum, it is pretty much all downhill after the hug. 

 
We're both college educated, both kids in college, hasn't dated much the past year and have a good job.  We both have empty houses to go back to  :)  
I think if there is good affection, touching, kissing during the date you should expect the secks.  If not, probably another hug.

 
Had a nice dinner and a few drinks for which I paid.  The evening ended with a make-out session in the restaurant parking lot.  No sex..  She is slow rolling me I think?  After dinner I threw out the line "So what do you want to do next" and she responded that its late and she should get home...  Looking to connect for a weekend date..     

 
Had a nice dinner and a few drinks for which I paid.  The evening ended with a make-out session in the restaurant parking lot.  No sex..  She is slow rolling me I think?  After dinner I threw out the line "So what do you want to do next" and she responded that its late and she should get home...  Looking to connect for a weekend date..     
...that she pays for or cooks at her house.

 
stlrams said:
Had a nice dinner and a few drinks for which I paid.  The evening ended with a make-out session in the restaurant parking lot.  No sex..  She is slow rolling me I think?  After dinner I threw out the line "So what do you want to do next" and she responded that its late and she should get home...  Looking to connect for a weekend date..     
I see  :pickle:  this weekend.  Three is a magic number in terms of dates.  Women don't feel like sluts and made you work a bit.  Add to the fact it's the weekend and she probably doesn't have to get up early.  

 
Had a nice dinner and a few drinks for which I paid.  The evening ended with a make-out session in the restaurant parking lot.  No sex..  She is slow rolling me I think?  After dinner I threw out the line "So what do you want to do next" and she responded that its late and she should get home...  Looking to connect for a weekend date..     




 
So update?

 
She sent me a text the next night saying it wasn't going to work..  Have no idea why or what happen as date night she was already planning another get together.  I'm convince girls at my age are so use to being independent that they're really not looking for a guy to complicate things.    Case and point, I was texting/emailing several girls over the past 2-3 weeks then when I say lets get together soon they vanish/dead silence.   So frustrating,, 

 
:lmao:

That's an all-expenses paid ticket to hell. Morbidly funny, but such a Richard move.

"So...why do you need two entrees?" "No it's all good. I'm a body builder." :cry:
Leaving half a baked potato while you excuse yourself and telling the girl not to let the waiter take it is definitely a boss move  :bow:

 
She sent me a text the next night saying it wasn't going to work..  Have no idea why or what happen as date night she was already planning another get together.  I'm convince girls at my age are so use to being independent that they're really not looking for a guy to complicate things.    Case and point, I was texting/emailing several girls over the past 2-3 weeks then when I say lets get together soon they vanish/dead silence.   So frustrating,, 
I think it's more they have so many dudes flooding them with iDate invitations they get a false sense of security and become overly selective.   

 
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