Cruel Guy

He’s the kind of guy that will get hard as soon as he realizes this post is about him although I doubt he still reads my blog. Oh, he USED to read it faithfully each and every day. He found me on Ashley Madison and hunted for me. I was turned off initially by his pictures and the tone in his emails. I should have gone with my initial instincts.

He emailed me nearly every day. First to get together then to comment on my blog. He offered me guest posts. He knew every detail about my life as it was happening and I knew nothing of his. The thing that made him cruel was how he took advantage of my vulnerability after XXX broke my heart. He promised he’d make me forget all about XXX. He most certainly did that. Then he took what was left of my heart and my self esteem and crushed them in his hand.  I should have gone with my initial instincts.

He convinced me to finally meet him even though I cancelled on several occasions.

He coached me on how to act and how to dress when in XXX’s presence. He texted me and emailed me initially once a day then several times a day. We finally met in person and I let him in. His personality in person seemed genuine. He seemed sincere. I let my guard down. I should have gone with my initial instincts.

We agreed to meet again. We agreed to meet in a more intimate setting. He said he was looking for something long term. He said he was looking for something exclusive...with me.  I wanted everything to be perfect. I wanted to be perfect for him. I should have gone with my initial instincts.

When the day finally arrived we met in the agreed upon hotel room. Although the sex was good he was different somehow. His personality. He was cold, distant. He said things like “Are you SURE you are going to be able to do this without becoming emotionally attached?” Keep in mind he said this as he was thrusting into me. He then made me repeat that I could as he continued to fuck me.

He asked how long it had been since I was "fucked real good". He asked in a taunting way reminding me that my husband no longer has any interest in me. He started a conversation about me pleasuring myself. He asked me to touch myself and asked if this is what I do while I lie next to my husband. The husband who wants nothing to do with my naked body. He enjoyed reminding me of that. Each time he said it was like a knife in my heart.

He asked “So are you going to fuck me again?” What he was getting at was would I meet him again? He made me say it but he never had any intention of seeing me again. He wanted to make sure I wanted him. He built me up for the sake of crushing me for no other reason than to know that he could. I should have gone with my initial instincts.

He asked if this was the best sex I ever had...if he had the biggest cock yet offered nothing positive in return.
And of course he wanted to know if I was going to write about him in my blog. “Yes,” I told him.  He said he likes to read about his cock.

I never saw him again and although we texted back and forth a little bit he immediately turned a cold shoulder and threw me away like yesterday’s trash. He wanted to meet in person to end things formally I think. He wanted to meet in a public place, the place where we first met so that he could tell me in his condescending manner that it is over. I am sure he had some sort of contract for me to abide by to assure that I would not ever come back to haunt him. Once I assured him that I wouldn't I never heard from him again. I am sure it gave him great pleasure to know that he hurt me and I am sure he has long forgotten me. I should have gone with my initial instincts.

My friend told me that I should use his name in the blog so that other women don't have to go through what I went through. This strikes me as funny since her husband is a man of the cloth. I told her that I would never do that although I hope that other women out there are not as desperate and foolish as I was. I hope that other women are not stupid enough to fall for his charm lines bullshit. Kitty never knew until that point that men could be so cruel.