Unmaid Match
I had been dating this one guy on and off for a couple of weeks. There was something I couldn’t quite put my finger on about him, something odd, so I never went forward with a physical relationship. He had mentioned once or twice how that chafed him, but I was interested in taking it slow. He was also having a hard time hearing about recent scholastic and professional successes of mine, however minor.
I had been dating this one guy on and off for a couple of weeks. There was something I couldn’t quite put my finger on about him, something odd, so I held back on starting a physical relationship. This decision chafed him, as he himself mentioned once or twice, but I was interested in taking it slow. He also seemed to have a hard time hearing about my recent scholastic and professional successes, however minor.
A week before I went back to school, he got in touch with me saying he wanted to hang out before I left. At his apartment. I figured this was the night it would all happen and got all pretty. He didn’t live in a great neighborhood and promised me a ride back to the nearest public transportation when I got there.
He then informed me that his girlfriend was coming over in a couple of hours, and asked if I would be so kind as to help him clean his apartment for her arrival. Apparently, he thought my lack of physical interaction with him meant that we were friends – friends who clean each others’ apartments.
I was totally dumbfounded. In my shock, I said I would be happy to help with something small. He handed me the vacuum cleaner and proceeded to jump into the shower. I realized then that he was punishing me for not putting out, and was knocking me back a few pegs.
He came out 20 minutes later and stood there in his boxers and a button down shirt, watching me.
“I can’t tell if you hate this or if it’s turning you on,” he said.
I responded by saying that he could leave me a tip on the dresser.
When I later related this sorry tale to my mother, she said that I should have left my panties in his bed for the next unfortunate woman to find. He did text me after a week to thank me for the huge favor.
