First date

I don't really have a SO, but I have had eleventy-million first dates... Usually a casual meet up over drinks; if the first conversational/check each other out bit goes well enough we sometimes switch gears and order food/grab a table.
 
Ha, we went on the "dreaded" dinner date referred to in the manners thread. I gotta say, I like dinner dates. I like seeing how he interacts with the wait staff, if he has halfway decent table manners (sorry, but that is a big one for me), and if we can carry on a conversation. Anyway, we went to a grear seafood reastuarant on the beach. Afterwards we walked down to the dunes, left our shoes on the stairs and walked barefoot on the beach (He with his slacks rolled up to his knees) for a couple of hours. :) Cheesy huh? It it was great though.

I'm a fan of them too. Especially being in the service industry, I like knowing what he really thinks of what I do, or what I think of how he treats people in service.
 
So, your first date with your current SO(s), what did you do? Where did you go? Was it good? Bad? Ugly? What happened on that date that told you you were compatible and there was a possible future together? (If you knew each other socially before hooking up, consider your "first date" the first time just the two of you went out together for romantical type reasons).

If you're not in a relationship at the moment, what's your most memorable first date?

And, just generally, what are your thoughts on first dates? What should they involve and not involve? What would make you melt? What would make you icy?

Our first date was him coming over to fuck. We'd known each other for a while as friends.

I was pregnant by my soon to be ex who'd walked out on me. Anyway, my current S.O brought me food too. That was a great idea because it meant we could go for it more than once.

I don't think first dates should typically involve sex but this one did. I think a first day should involve getting to know one another in a low key non threatening way. We had known each other for over a decade though.

A few days prior to it, I'd been on a trip with him and several other friends. He'd told me of his interest and we'd had a really good talk that convinced me I should give him a try. A week and a half prior to that I saw him in a swim suit and wanted to jump his bones. LOL

FF

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LOL!

We went to the state fair.

We'd actually known each other for awhile; I babysat for his brother and sister pretty routinely. I wanted to go to the fair, but my mom didn't want to take my sister (age 2 at the time) to the fair. Can't say I blamed her, lol. She suggested I ask K if he'd take me, so I did and he did.
 
I'd been having a few 'first dates' around the time I met Mr. Since we met online, I'd been emailing with a few people here and there, and had some bad ones, some good ones, some that ended in a hook up, some with nice people where there was just no chemistry. You know how it goes.

Anyways, most of them had been at this one local pub with a good bistro. It worked for me because it was very close to where I lived, and I would walk and meet them there.

I think I was as nervous as always. I think that date might have been the one where I spilled my glass of wine while I was waiting in the bar. :eek:

But then when he arrived, all the nerves went away. I did feel instantly comfortable. We had a quick drink then went into the restaurant since it was getting late, had a nice dinner. I ended up fetching and buying drinks, because you had to go back to the bar for those.

He picked up the tab for the food, and then we went for a drive, chatted some more. Parked and made out for a bit. It was electric.

Then he dropped me off home. There was no hook up then because I think I knew he was special and I wanted to be really ready. I made him wait for 3 visits. :D
 
My boyfriend and I were suppose to go to the movies but we ended up staying in his car and talking for three hours. It was the best first date I ever had.
 
I don't really like dating, it feels like you have to force everything. I prefer friends first.
 
I was in school at the time. He picked me up after class by roaring down the street in the lowered car he drove and pulling up right behind where I was walking and come-hithering me to get in. We'd planned to get sushi and go dancing and the first thing he said when I was buckled in and we drove off was "So we're going to get sushi, but first I want to show you my bedroom."

I had never been anywhere alone with him before and spent most of the ride to his house terrified and wondering where on the highway would be a good spot to jump out of the car.

Turns out he had just done renovations on his house and he was so proud he just wanted to show off. He was really cute about it. We were there for ten minutes giving me the tour and then he pulled me out to the car again and we went for sushi. :)

On the second date we spent a little more time in the house.
 
I don't really like dating, it feels like you have to force everything. I prefer friends first.

I agree with this. I never knew until my current husband that you could even be best friends and romantic.

:)

FF

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Even though I had sex on the first day with my current S.O. I don't feel like a slut because I'm not. If I did that wouldn't be a good thing. I'd dislike myself.

FF

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I was more joking than anything else, but thanks Fury.

I'm just kind of sad I don't have any cute dating stories. Seems my history is more full of hook ups than it is romance.
 
*sneaks in* Long time lurker here...

First date with hubby? He took me to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Dream Theater in Monterey, CA, on Halloween. Having never seen it before, he auctioned me off to the highest bidder. I threatened his best friend (soon to be his best man) to buy me or there'd be hell to pay. I didn't want to sit with some strange, potentially freaky guy. lol After that, it was back to his room :eek: We were married three and a half months later. That was almost twenty years ago :D He promised me never a dull moment and, for the most part, has delivered.

*sneaks off*
 
Daddy and i never "dated." i can't relate to the concept of having romantic intentions toward another person.

anywho, i guess i can talk about the first time we met in person (prior to that it was a phone/email mentorship and friendship). He drove more than two hours in order to pick me up from the house in the middle of cows and corn fields where i lived at the time, then drove another hour to get to the nearest restaurant that wasn't attached to a gas station or which doubled as someone's home. i was extremely nervous...not because i had any fuzzy feelings for him or anything (i didn't), but because i'm just an extremely nervous kind of person. He says his first impression of me occurred when i was heading to his truck, walking before his headlights around to the passenger side. He thought i looked incredibly young, and incredibly fragile in my sweatshirt and baggy jeans. it triggered the Beast in him immediately, according to him, but he stuffed it down. when i got into his truck i glanced up at him just once, for about half a second. that's about as long as i can look at anyone i don't know very well.

so yeah, we were at some annoying chain restaurant. i have no memory of what i ate, or even of eating at all. i was trying hard to keep my social anxiety under control, and failing miserably. every word out of my mouth was mumbly and stuttery. it's quite likely i was making no sense whatsoever. what i remember is him saying suddenly, in a very firm and clear voice, "calm yourself." and that did it...i was able to relax, at least as much as possible for a spazz like myself. but two things were confirmed for me at that moment: i'm terrified of this man, and i feel safe with this man. to some those may not seem like complimentary emotions, but that's just the way it was.

to make a long story a bit less long, he fucked me that night. He had no intention of doing so, but he let up on the reigns a bit. the Beast came out. just like at dinner, i was terrified. but i did whatever he told me, because well that is just what i do. i didn't have much of a feeling about having sex with him one way or the other...it was more like, this is life, the way it is. men have needs. my body happens to be there, so they use it. and that's fine, it's what i'm used to and hence what i'm comfortable with. i knew he couldn't help it, they usually can't. it's biology.

it didn't lead to any romantic fuzzy feelings on either side, or any "dates" in the future. it just was. nothing about our relationship changed, beyond the fact that now i was available for his use. and that was the awesome part...that nothing changed.

This is almost scarily like the day I met the boy.

I was 22 and had only been out of a screwed up vanilla relationship for a few months. I wasn't looking for anything long-term when I found him on CollarMe of all places. I was intrigued by him. We started talking in December, and we finally met in person in March.

The first time we met, I was at my parents' house for spring break. He'd actually grown up in the next town over from me, but we'd never met (though we sort of knew of each other) because he was enough older than me that we ran in different circles when we were both still living there. He'd been divorced for less than a year and had moved in with his mom while he was getting back on his feet. So we decided to meet in his town, which was maybe a 20 minute drive from my parents' house.

I was terrified. I've never been very good at meeting new people, and I wanted desperately for him to like me. We'd agreed to meet somewhere, and I was going to hop in his car and talk with him. (Note: Don't do this. I only did it because the area was small enough that I was able to ask around about him and ascertain he wasn't a serial killer.)

When I got there, he was already there. I'm pretty sure I was visibly shaking when I got out of my car. It was raining outside, so as I walked over to his car, he rolled the window down and told me to get in. I opened the passenger door and got my first real look at him. I'm pretty sure I stopped breathing for a long moment. In addition to being intriguing and intelligent, he had to go off and be exactly my type, too! :eek:

I didn't say a whole lot as we drove off into the rainy night. He was both smart enough to know I was scared to death and polite enough not to say a word about it. I was surprised and impressed because most people feel the need to comment on it, which is beyond rude. We drove around that tiny town for 2 hours (because it was a Sunday night and there was really nowhere to go) with him talking to me like you'd speak to a terrified animal. I don't remember anything he said, really, just the strong, soothing sound of his voice.

(He later said he felt like he had to keep talking and driving, so I wouldn't completely flip out and jump out of the car or something, LOL.)

He didn't intend to fuck me that night, either, but he did. I spent most of the next afternoon with him tied up, and that was when I started falling in love with him. And, nearly five years later, here we are.
 
I was more joking than anything else, but thanks Fury.

I'm just kind of sad I don't have any cute dating stories. Seems my history is more full of hook ups than it is romance.

*hug*

I'd be happy to take you on one of my romantic picnics, if we were closer to each other, but I can't guarantee not hooking up with you on it, if you were bent that way.

FF

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Kewl!

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*sneaks in* Long time lurker here...

First date with hubby? He took me to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Dream Theater in Monterey, CA, on Halloween. Having never seen it before, he auctioned me off to the highest bidder. I threatened his best friend (soon to be his best man) to buy me or there'd be hell to pay. I didn't want to sit with some strange, potentially freaky guy. lol After that, it was back to his room :eek: We were married three and a half months later. That was almost twenty years ago :D He promised me never a dull moment and, for the most part, has delivered.

*sneaks off*
 
*sneaks in* Long time lurker here...

First date with hubby? He took me to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Dream Theater in Monterey, CA, on Halloween. Having never seen it before, he auctioned me off to the highest bidder. I threatened his best friend (soon to be his best man) to buy me or there'd be hell to pay. I didn't want to sit with some strange, potentially freaky guy. lol After that, it was back to his room :eek: We were married three and a half months later. That was almost twenty years ago :D He promised me never a dull moment and, for the most part, has delivered.

*sneaks off*

Ooo! It's been 20 years since I last saw the Rocky Horror Picture Show. What a fun place for a first date!

I'll have to see if it's still playing next time hubby and me are in a big city.

Thanks for coming out of Lurkville Mazuri. Feel free to de-lurk again some time soon! :rose:
 
I don't really like dating, it feels like you have to force everything. I prefer friends first.

Ditto. Actually, L was the first guy I "dated" that I wasn't friends with first. (And I actually said no the first time he asked me out :rolleyes:)

However, for the purpose of this discussion, we can be flexible with the term "date". So feel free to talk about a non-traditional dating experience if you like, YC.
 
(He later said he felt like he had to keep talking and driving, so I wouldn't completely flip out and jump out of the car or something, LOL.)

He didn't intend to fuck me that night, either, but he did. I spent most of the next afternoon with him tied up, and that was when I started falling in love with him. And, nearly five years later, here we are.

awww. :rose: that's so sweet Bunny. your anxiety does sound a lot like mine too. i'm surprised he didn't slap me or something that first night, lol. can't say that i started falling in love, but in the days and weeks afterward when he continued to respond toward me like the friend and mentor he had always been, i gained quite a bit of respect and admiration for him. then one day we're on the phone having a normal conversation, and i'm saying something..."blah blah blah, Dad." it was a freudian slip. not Daddy, but Dad. because it was like i was talking to my Father who had passed away several years earlier. He was saying the same kinds of things, giving me the same sort of advice and treating me with the same care. He also had a nickname for me that was exactly the same as one my Father called me...not a common one, either. so it made sense. but i was embarrassed by the slip and hoped he wouldn't notice. but he did, and told me, "you're the daughter i've always wanted. now i have finally have one of each." because he had always wanted two children you see. but i filled that void. that was the beginning of a very unique and awesome relationship.;)
 
So, your first date with your current SO(s), what did you do? Where did you go? Was it good? Bad? Ugly? What happened on that date that told you you were compatible and there was a possible future together? (If you knew each other socially before hooking up, consider your "first date" the first time just the two of you went out together for romantical type reasons).

We were sitting in a garden pavilion and ..well, were talking.

(We had seen each other the day before the first time during a housewarming party. She was a guest of my brother-in-law, I was a guest of my sister. I saved her from some boring annoying guy during the evening - this was her point of view.)

It was the Schroedingers version of a date - it was a first date and it was of course not a first date at the same time.
 
So, your first date with your current SO(s), what did you do? Where did you go? Was it good? Bad? Ugly? What happened on that date that told you you were compatible and there was a possible future together? (If you knew each other socially before hooking up, consider your "first date" the first time just the two of you went out together for romantical type reasons).

If you're not in a relationship at the moment, what's your most memorable first date?

And, just generally, what are your thoughts on first dates? What should they involve and not involve? What would make you melt? What would make you icy?

Well, if you count my current plaything (with whom my relationship is sadly more tenuous than I'd like, but still), I grabbed her off a lonely path at midnight, forced her to the ground, handcuffed her, cut her clothing off her, and fucked her, all before we're exchanged two sentences in real life... we knew one another well enough from internet chat, but we'd deliberately not even had a telephone conversation so as to make the sensation of stranger rape more realistic.

Simulated stranger rape as a first date definitely makes me melt. Fortunately, her, too. It was double plus good. But it was probably the hours we spent snuggled up in a hotel bed together afterwards and later, coffee in coffee bars and long telephone conversations, which made me realise how very much I like her.

We certainly will play together some more. We like each other far more than we had any right to expect. But I don't see this becoming a permanent full time thing. I'd really like it to, she's just perfect.
 
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I'd been friends with viv for a few months, and there was some definite interest. A good friend of mine invited me to his wedding and I both didn't want to go alone, and wanted an excuse to ask her out to a low-pressure thing. So our first "date" was to a wedding. My friends thought I was crazy but, so far as I'm concerned, it worked out.

MIS and I didn't really have a first date. We'd been friends and hedging on more online for about six months, and I just up and visited. We spent the day together and on into the night until about 3am in the parking lot of the local walmart. I drove off around midday and she went into her room to break up with her now-ex. I didn't realise this (dumb me) and started driving back home. She called me four hours later and I turned around and drove four hours back. We spent the night together. Once more, my friends thought I was crazy, but, so far as I'm concerned, it worked out.

First dates suck. Dating sucks. I get to know someone, decide it will work, and jump right past "dating" into "relationship". I play games for fun, not because I'm emotionally stunted, and dating just seems like game-playing to me. My games involve random number generators.
 
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Did you tell him what you wanted or did he order for you? :p

We'd been friends for over a decade before our first date. He brought me what he'd made. It was a nice surprise for me. He knew I liked what he had brought before he made it and brought it over. In this case it was more of a surprise "gift" than a presumptuous ordering of food for me in a restaurant. He has never ordered for me in a restaurant.

I'll merely called him and asked him if he'd like to come over and fuck, no strings. He brought me an extra! Lagniappe done well, indeed. It allowed me to go many more rounds than I'd have been able to other wise.

LOL

FF

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