Radio Ga Ga revisited (Part 2)

Lucy's had two dates with Peter, whom she met on Bumble.

(To catch up on the last one, click here).

Peter is attractive and a great kisser, but it's clear he's only interested in one thing.  Lucy feels she ought to be outraged by this, but it's been months since she last had sex and she's decided she needs to live a little while she's still on the right side of 40.

So when Peter invites himself over to her place on Sunday night, she accepts before she has a chance to change her mind.

Lucy's aware that the kids these days are shagging each other left, right and centre without giving it a second thought.  But having a man she's only had two dates with come round to her place is not something she's done before and she doesn't know what to expect.  So she does what any sane British woman would do: opens a bottle of prosecco to steady her nerves.  By the time Peter turns up, she's sunk several glasses.  It's definitely helped.

Lucy's afraid that the whole thing will feel very functional and transactional, but it's not that way at all.  In spite of her embarrassingly cheesy music taste she manages to find something socially acceptable and puts it on.  They sit on the sofa and chat, and Peter is polite, charming and full of compliments.  It's just like being on a 3rd date - except they're not being ripped off by London bar prices or crammed in, standing-room-only, with hundreds of other people.  So she relaxes, and when Peter kisses her, it doesn't feel awkward at all.

He starts taking off her clothes.   Lucy's wearing her second best underwear.  It's from Marks & Spencer's posh range and is green silk with flowers on.  She dithered for ages about which knickers and bra to wear and finally decided that her best set - which is red - might look too obvious.  Lucy never normally bothers to wear matching underwear and is delighted to have a chance to show it off.  But Peter barely even glances at her bra before it's on the floor.  She's peeved. What a waste.

In Lucy's relatively limited experience of sex, she's generally found that the first time with someone new is not all that good.  It normally only gets better with familiarity and practice.  But with Peter she's pleasantly surprised.   That great kissing technique turns out to be an indicator of other interesting skills.  Lucy decides she should definitely keep Peter around for as long as possible.

He has to get up at 4 am for work, so he doesn't stay.  Which means that not only does Lucy get to have sex (and not just any sex, good sex!) for the first time in more than 6 months - but she even gets a decent night's sleep afterwards.

She's pleased with herself.   She wonders if she might just be cut out for being a little bit slutty after all.  Better late than never, right?

(To find out what happened next, click here)