With my wife... its a beautiful story... i still think about it.
In January 2017, a medical doctor flew his private plane to Wenatchee, WA to take me to lunch. "Will you take me for a plane ride?" I asked. "Where do you want to go?" he asked.
"I want to see the snow at the high alpine lakes where I love to hike," I replied. "Let's fly west to Stevens Pass, then east over Lake Wenatchee. Then up the verdant, beautiful Napeequa Valley."'
Mountains were shining with snow against blue skies. He put the plane on autopilot and we kissed in the air. "This is spectacular!" he said. "I have never flown to Stevens Pass before." He put the plane on autopilot and we kissed in the air. He loved my "happy feet" dancing in the plane.
It was an transcendent, uplifting, spectacular one-hour flight. I will never forget it.
My BEST FIRST DATE is yet to happen. I have had some fantastic, exciting, delightful, and yes even sexual, first dates, but until I am down and dying the best is hopefully always ahead...
Had to really stress my brain, didn't think I had one. But turns out I did. I was in a town I had never been to before, dropping off a bus for a new team leader on a project. He met me in town, I followed him to his place where a co-worker would pick me up after I dropped the bus off. While we were waiting I happened to comment on his attractive neighbour. Well he mentioned it to her, she asked for contact and he gave her my email address. We emailed a day or so and she invited me to stay at her guest house for a long weekend. So I went down, she had booked into her fave restaurant and ordered their special dinner for 2 (I had to pay). The meal was amazing, absolutely awesome, I am addicted to seafood. She was very pleasant company. We got back to her place and she showed me through the guest house explaining the views so I could decide which room I wanted. Then she offered to share hers. well ......... We have spent some time together over he past few years, but totally disapprove of each others lifestyles. No hope for a relationship.
When women aggressively "come on to" my male side, he backs off and runs for it, and I avoid them after that. My male side has to be the instigator and pursuer.
@birdingnut I can well understand that, very few people are at the extreme ends of the male/female spectrum. Despite physical appearances, I am not the aggressive blokey bloke type and things don't get moving without at least pretty strong encouragement from the lady.
Going on a long drive through the mountains/Blue Ridge Parkway on a perfect spring day, stopping for dinner. Then he walked me to the door, kissed my cheek...and blushed. I was enchanted.
Sounds like a great time!