Lone Wolf's Olive Garden Experience
Lone_Wolf
Arizona
All these honey's seem to love Olive Garden. I don't understand it. I just roll with it. Anyway...I recently met my new favorite at the local OG for an early supper.
Honey comes sauntering in like she's walking a high fashion cat walk in Milan. Skin tight jeans shaping her long dancer honed legs, six inch black stilettos, little black top showing sexy belly and ample cleavage. Long thick black hair flowing to her perfect firm ass. Being of Armenian descent, honey has blazing dark eyes with smooth olive skin. All made up like she's walking into a nice restaurant in Manhattan instead of an OG.
Now, Lone Wolf is definitely used to being in public with young sexy honeys but this baby-doll was dressed far sexier than all the other honeys I've ever been with in public. I thought "Whoa! WTF is this angel doing with Lone Wolf in a fucking Olive Garden?" Honey is a solid 8.5 in the club but somehow look even better in the OG. Sweet.
There were only a few customers in the OG when we were seated but everyone seemed to stop eating and stare as she walked in. We had a blast pigging out washing pasta and bread sticks down with margi's and shots. Honey is smart and articulate with a cute sense of humor. Very fun dinner company.
It was about 6:00 PM as we finished dinner and got up to leave. At this time the OG's lobby was packed with people waiting to be seated. As we approached the lobby to exit, the random chatter seemed to stop all at once. Everyone seemed to stop talking and stare at my baby doll. My honey picked up her pace seeming to distance herself from her fat PL ATM. Can't really blame her.
I picked up my pace to catch up with my, now trotting, honey. As I did, I took a quick look around and saw that everyone (like thirty people) had their eyes glued on my honey. The dudes, of course, were looking lustfully, but the women (mostly fat middle aged house wives), were staring at her with pure hatred in their eyes. It was pretty intense. I don't think anyone in the lobby realized the honey was with the fat PL rushing to catch up to her.
Unlike some PL's, I do enjoy spending time with smoking hot young honeys in public but I do not really like the attention it garners. I'm pretty good at ignoring it. It's a good thing stares don't dent or these honeys would like pin cushions.
That is Lone Wolf's Olive Garden experience.
Honey comes sauntering in like she's walking a high fashion cat walk in Milan. Skin tight jeans shaping her long dancer honed legs, six inch black stilettos, little black top showing sexy belly and ample cleavage. Long thick black hair flowing to her perfect firm ass. Being of Armenian descent, honey has blazing dark eyes with smooth olive skin. All made up like she's walking into a nice restaurant in Manhattan instead of an OG.
Now, Lone Wolf is definitely used to being in public with young sexy honeys but this baby-doll was dressed far sexier than all the other honeys I've ever been with in public. I thought "Whoa! WTF is this angel doing with Lone Wolf in a fucking Olive Garden?" Honey is a solid 8.5 in the club but somehow look even better in the OG. Sweet.
There were only a few customers in the OG when we were seated but everyone seemed to stop eating and stare as she walked in. We had a blast pigging out washing pasta and bread sticks down with margi's and shots. Honey is smart and articulate with a cute sense of humor. Very fun dinner company.
It was about 6:00 PM as we finished dinner and got up to leave. At this time the OG's lobby was packed with people waiting to be seated. As we approached the lobby to exit, the random chatter seemed to stop all at once. Everyone seemed to stop talking and stare at my baby doll. My honey picked up her pace seeming to distance herself from her fat PL ATM. Can't really blame her.
I picked up my pace to catch up with my, now trotting, honey. As I did, I took a quick look around and saw that everyone (like thirty people) had their eyes glued on my honey. The dudes, of course, were looking lustfully, but the women (mostly fat middle aged house wives), were staring at her with pure hatred in their eyes. It was pretty intense. I don't think anyone in the lobby realized the honey was with the fat PL rushing to catch up to her.
Unlike some PL's, I do enjoy spending time with smoking hot young honeys in public but I do not really like the attention it garners. I'm pretty good at ignoring it. It's a good thing stares don't dent or these honeys would like pin cushions.
That is Lone Wolf's Olive Garden experience.
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After a leisurely lunch of salad and pasta, the remainder of the afternoon was spent most pleasantly in my hotel room. Things went so well that I'm seeing her again next week for lunch in a nice steakhouse followed by another round of afternoon playtime.
I'll say it again: OTC dates are the best part of this hobby!
10 mins of sitting next to that and I no longer remembered she had been late.
Great story LW!
I don't know about you guys, but that's a big part of why I'm willing to go through all this.
If I just wanted anonymous sex in a hotel room or incall apartment, I'd go back to banging escorts.
These days, I want an experience that has a little more zing and substance in it.
She showed up in a red form fitting dress with black high heels, showing off all her assets.
We got into an glass elevator that went from one floor to the next and I'll never forget the looks of the women who got on that elevator with us. It was a combination of jealousy and disdain and judgment. I can still picture the one woman looking her up and down. You could almost see the thought bubble above her head that said "slut."
It was great!
I need to do an otc date like this sometime. My otc plans are basic hotel hookups. This sounds like lots of fun!
Red Lobster, as we saw in UGK.22's recent thread, can be a bit risky owing to the lack of chackin fangers.
I go back and forth on the attention my ATATF so effortlessly garners. On the one hand, I kind of smile to myself when it's a bit more subtle. I would be uncomfortable at the point where all the women are staring daggers. I think the latter situation happens more often than I notice, but often my attention is fairly fixed on her, once I've done the obligatory initial security assessment via ocular pat-down of the room. (Always Sunny reference!)
my best so far is a hot milf stripper in high heals, jeans and a spearmint rhino t shirt at upscale hamburger joint. and we shared a burger! that was awesome!
This idea that your "date" makes other men jealous and brings out disgust in other women is a goofy TUSCL cliche. This notion that paying some girl decades younger makes you the envy of other men is just plain delusional and goofy. In my city, nobody gives a shit. They're thinking: "This guy is paying for the fantacy of being attractive to young girls. He might be rich and delusional or he might be pissing away his retirement funds. Or he might be spending his entire paycheck for this delusional fantasy." That's the kind of attention you're getting.
I'm not picking on you @LoneWolf; you're one of the more rational guys here.
I do take girls close to 3 decades younger out to lunch on a regular basis. Always to funky and interesting places downtown. Not because I'm showing off, but because we both enjoy the food. Last stripper lunch date (about a week ago) attracted a lot of attention. She's covered with awful tats and (after ordering drinks) the waiter took her ID in the back to scan because he probably thought she was a gang member.