Personal Sexing

Weeks have passed since I had sex with The Aviator.  Meaning, I'm getting hornier and hornier each day again.  I'm not actually the type that approaches guys, or give them signals whatsoever. In other words, I am lame when it comes to making the first move.  Maybe because I am always used to being approached first, I am hot after all haha.

Anyway, I've been feeling off lately. So I decided to have a healthy lifestyle and enrolled in a gym. And so I did. And I was assigned to this particular trainer which I'm gonna call Mr Fit.  So Mr Fit is obviously very fit, great body, nice abs but extremely 'fugly'.  Mr Fit is however very charismatic. Like extremely well in talking people into things. An example would be always reaching his quota and he has the most number of clients.

So we were always talking for more than a week and the guy was starting to grow on me. The only thing stopping me is he is really fugly and short. Not shorter than me though but the same height as me and I am the kind of girl who wears 5 inches heels almost all the time.

And so because I really cannot live without sex, which I also think I'm a nymphomaniac, I went with the guy in a motel. We had sex, I enjoyed his body, he went down on me which was actually good but nothing exceptional and so is the sex. There was a round 2 though which never happens with The Boyfriend for the past 2 years and a half already.

We went to eat chicken afterwards and everybody was just looking at us... I bet they're thinking what the hell does a girl wearing a cute dress, 4 inch heels, great makeup, fabulous hair, and is sexy doing with a guy who is wearing an ill faded shirt, an ugly 'capri', and flipflops who is short and fugly?

Believe me I don't usually care about these things but he wasn't even trying to act classy at all in the restaurant. He was sitting on his right leg while sitting on the chair at the same time. You get the picture.  Everything that happened after the motel turned me off. And to think he looks really good wearing his training uniform and acts really well inside the gym. Why can’t he bring ‘that’ outside?

Now, he keeps on calling me and texting me. He also keeps on telling me how much he loves me and that he haven't met a girl like me ever. Like duh! He is really starting to get creepy. All I wanted was sex and not the extras that come with it. I just hope he stops. I have no plans of sleeping with him ever.