by Jacrou

Gender: Female
Age: 46
Race/ethnicity: Caucasian
Current location: New Zealand
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
Occupation: Company director
Relationship status: Divorced
Religious affiliation: None
How religious are you? Not at all
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 37
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? Quite a few

The Royal Caledonian

How long ago did this hookup happen? 21 years

How would you best classify this hookup (e.g., one-night stand, fuck-buddies, friends-with-benefits, booty call, sex with an ex, short fling; paid sex…)? One night stand
Tell us about your PARTNER(S). What did they look like? How well did you know them, had you hooked up before? How/Where did you meet them? How did you feel about them before the hookup? I was working in a pub in Edinburgh.  There was a big sports match between England and Scotland coming up so there were a lot of English people visiting Edinburgh. Early in the week a group of men from London came into my pub and I served them.  They ended up staying for quite a while and I talked a lot to one of them. He was average height, a little older than me (I was mid-20s, he was late 20s).  He had a lovely smile and lovely eyes and was good looking.  He had long brown hair tied back in a ponytail and was a musician.  Mostly I liked him because he was really great to talk to – very interesting and interested.  He asked me if I would like to go out with him that evening when I had finished my shift.  I said I would and he took me out for drinks at quite a nice cocktail bar.  He was very gentlemanly and it was drinks only.  When I left, he said he would come into the pub again tomorrow.  He ended up coming in every day for the next few days and talking to me each day and having lunch there, usually with his friends.  On his last night in Edinburgh i was working a day shift so he asked me if I would like to go out with him and his friends that night.  I said I would.

A friend of mine working behind the bar had sort of been joining in our conversation and she asked if she could come along and join the group too. She told me she was coming to keep an eye on me and make sure I was OK.  I thought this was quite funny because she was a slightly odd girl.  She was a tall, blonde and beautiful Australian girl who seemed to be remarkably naive and never seemed to understand what was really going on. So I told her quite clearly that I liked this guy and I certainly didn’t need her protection, in fact I was hoping something might happen with him.  She said OK but she would come anyway. She couldn’t drink much without getting drunk,and seemed very inexperienced with men so I couldn’t help feeling I would end up having to look after her!

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? The guys met us at our pub after work, and we moved on to a different location where there was live music and it was really heaving.  We were dancing and drinking.  At some point, my lovely English guy and I retreated to a seated alcove and we sat there and kissed for ages and ages, and it was really lovely.

After a while he said “Oh look!” and I looked over to another spot near us, and my Aussie friend was passionately kissing one of the other guys – he was a short, frizzy-haired nerdy guy and I was completely blown away – she was much much taller than him and much better looking and he looked like all his Christmases had come at once.

I went over to her to ask her if she was OK – I was a bit worried that she had got drunk and didn’t know what she was doing. She was a bit drunk but she told me she was fine and happy and told me to go away so I went back to kissing my guy. We kissed and danced and hugged for the rest of the night and I was very very attracted to him.

As the night was drawing to a close we managed to broach the subject of maybe being alone together and found to our dismay that neither of us had an option for this!  I shared a room with another girl in a flat and he was sharing a hotel room with his friends.  It was bitterly cold (Scottish winter) outside so we really couldn’t think of anything to do. We had actually resigned ourselves to the fact it wasn’t going to happen.  He knew that I planned to move to London in around 6 months’ time so he gave me his phone number and told me to call him when I got there. The night was over and we were milling around at the entrance to the pub holding hands and kissing and feeling a bit glum.

Then his friend appeared hand in hand with my tall Aussie friend, looking like a very odd couple. Apparently they wanted to be alone together too and faced the same issue as us.  The little nerdy guy was really excited and fired up and he had a credit card.  He said:  I am going to get us some rooms at the Royal Caledonian!!  The RC is a famous old hotel which was just across the road, and it is pretty expensive and swanky.

So the four of us walked across the road and into the hotel reception and the little guy walked up to the counter, handed over his credit card and said I need two rooms please.  And can I please get some toothbrushes for the ladies. That just cracked me up for some reason. We sat on couches in the reception while they organised rooms for us, then came over and gave us our keys at which point we parted company.  I pulled my friend aside and had a quick chat to her – are you sure??? I said, do you really want to do this?  Oh yes, she said in her funny blithe way and off she went, and off I went with my yummy English musician.

What happened DURING the hookup? What sexual behaviors took place (e.g., oral, vaginal, anal, kinky stuff)? How did you feel during it? How did they behave toward you? Were they a good lover? What did you talk about? How did it end? We got to our hotel room and it was lovely in there.  He put a lamp on so we had dim lighting and started to kiss me again.  We undressed each other slowly, kissing the whole time and he stroked my face and my body very tenderly and lay me down on the bed.  We had missionary position intercourse only and it was quite slow and very romantic actually.  I think there were genuine feelings involved.  It was quite plain, but the way he looked at me, touched me and kissed me made it very enjoyable and we both came.  We were actually really tired as it was late, so went to sleep afterwards, I slept with my head on his chest and his arms around me, it was really really nice.  In the morning we had sex again, pretty much exactly the same.  Same position, same way, still really nice.  I was working day shift so after a bit of a cuddle I had to get up and go.  He was flying home later that morning so that was it.  He asked me again to call him when I got to London.

Did you have an orgasm? Did your partner(s)? Yes and yes – both times.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? Yes, we used condoms.

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? I really liked him. He was a lovely guy.  Mutual attraction, and in different circumstances I think we would have started seeing each other.

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? Some alcohol.  Not too badly affected as we stopped drinking so much to have a marathon kissing session.

What happened AFTER the hookup? How did you feel about it? What are your expectations/hopes for the future with this person? How do you feel about them now? I felt really happy after this hookup.  It had been a while for me and the fact it was with someone who I really liked a lot and who  had talked to me, got to know me, seemed to genuinely like me and wanted to see me again made me feel good.

I fully intended to call him when I got to London.  I had an electronic address book and I put his number in there.  However in between Scotland and London I was in Europe for 2 months and my bag got stolen in Spain, with everything in it – passport, money, cards, my address book etc.  I tried to find his number in a directory but he had a really common surname and it was pretty much impossible. I’ve never heard of him or seen him since.

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? I told most my workmates.  They had all seen it unfold over the course of the week. Plus my flatmates who wondered why I hadn’t come home that night.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? Yes and yes.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? No

What was the BEST thing about this hookup? How about the WORST? Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? Best bit – a rather romantic one night stand that felt special.

Worst, losing his number.  I don’t know if it would’ve gone anywhere but I wish he knew that I would’ve called him if I could’ve.  I hope he doesn’t think I lied when I said I’d call him.  Especially in light of what happened to his friend – see below!!!!

All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Very positive

All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? Not at all negative

Anything else you want to add about this hookup or anything else? The funniest (most tragic?) thing about this entire story is the Postscript of what happened with my Aussie friend and the little frizzy haired guy who paid for everything.   I was at work for 10.00 but she wasn’t starting ’til later and I couldn’t wait to see her to ask how it had all gone down. I was also slightly worried that she might’ve regretted the whole thing when she sobered up so really wanted to catch up with her.

When she turned up I rushed over and said: Well?? how was it????
Oh good, she said.
What happened??! I said.
Well, she said, the room was lovely, so I decided to have a bath.  When I got out of the bath, he was asleep.
How long were you in there? I asked
Oh nearly an hour, she said.  I clarified, and yes she had locked the door.
What did you do then? I asked.
Well, she said, I waited to see if he would wake up.  I was hungry, so I ordered a meal off room service.  I ate that, and he was still asleep so I took a bottle of champagne out of the minibar and went home.

Naive or an evil mastermind?  I still don’t know, but I laughed and also felt terribly sorry for that poor guy with his huge credit card bill and no action.

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