h2>Dating : I Postponed a Date to Masturbate
(It was just a donut date though)
“Do you want to have coffee?” I messaged.
“I’d love to!” he replied.
And so we proceeded to set up a time and a place.
He suggested Dunkin’ Donuts.
Only he said it like: “I know this cute mom and pop place called Dunkin,” and I believed he meant that there was a coffee shop called ‘Dunkin’ — not that he was actually suggesting we go to Dunkin Donuts for a first date.
But an hour before my date I still hadn’t done the dishes, switched out the laundry, or finished submitting the piece I had been working on most of the day.
And sitting at my computer with only breaks for chores was leaving me itching for something… pleasurable to do… before going on this date.
I’m not really interested in dating right now. I only set up the date because the guy I’ve been seeing for the past three months said he wanted to see other people.
We’re poly, and so that should be okay. But to me it wasn’t okay. I’m not that kind of poly, the kind where you just date and date until you forget what you’re doing in the world outside of dating. After three months of investing time and emotional energy into the same person, the thought of dating someone new felt like a complete waste of time.
I was happy, why would I want to get donuts with a stranger??
But we hadn’t had that conversation… so I couldn’t argue. And so when he suggested seeing other people, I forced myself back onto OKCupid, the dating site that requires you answer a million questions, fill out a CV and really get to know someone before you meet them.
I chose OKCupid in the first place because I really wanted to get to know someone before I met them… and yet here I was, a day into talking with this guy, knowing nothing but these facts:
- He was 24.
- He liked Role Playing Games.
- He didn’t seem creepy.
Numbers one and two weren’t too appealing — but three was good enough for me to set up a donut distraction date.
Distraction dates aren’t really my thing. They imply that people are just toys to play with when you’re bored and don’t want to think about the fact the person you actually want to be with would rather be with a total stranger.
I don’t believe people are just toys. But desperate times call for desperate measures, so there I was, planning to meet this guy in an hour when what I really wanted to do is continue writing til the thing was done and then spend a good 20 minutes or so in bed with my vibrator.
So that’s exactly what I did.
I texted him first and told him that’s what I’d be doing… I mean, I said I “hadn’t finished stuff yet.”
And then I proceeded to take my time giving myself an orgasm before heading out to my Dunkin’ date.
(I got a jelly-filled one, in case you’re wondering.)
