Anyone else have IRL hag experiences?
>be me
>Go out to a dance class that is having a party after
>During partner rotations get paired with a smoke show with slight silver streaks in dark hair
>I’ll eventually find out she is almost 20 years older than me
>Dress without cleavage, but form fitting
>Thicc Thighs, Full Chest
>She looks a bit bored, asks if it’s my first time in the class
>say yes for this style
>Run through sequence with her perfectly on the first try
>Her eyes light up
>”You learn quickly!...”
>She keeps going to me as a partner as the class goes on
>Starts slowly getting more and more physical, but always “appropriate” or explainable as part of the dancing
>A firmer touch to the hand, the shoulder, the waist, etc
>I’m getting increasingly stiff
>Wondering if I’m imagining double entendres cause she seems to only be speaking in them
>”You see how important it is for us to have tension….”
>”You need to feel hard against me.”
>”You see how good that feels, when you lead the woman firmly”
>Class is over, we sit down and are talking as the party things are set up
>She at one point reaches into her purse to grab reading glasses, it just makes her hotter in a different way
>She keeps talking to me, constantly in this gentle double-tone of motherlyness and a subtle smugness at the effect she knows she is having on me.
>We keep dancing for hours
>She keeps pressing harder and harder on me, feeling anything she wants
>Gets me wine
>Sometimes says she wants a break
>When she does, she fetches other women for me to dance with
>Will touch and run her fingers along my thighs, whisper in my ear
>”I want to watch you with these women, make sure I’m teaching you right.”
>”Show me how smart you are”
>Just will watch from the table, like a cat amused by a toy before she takes another turn with me
>Fast forward to end of night, I’ve lost gallons, I didn’t have a choice
>We’re exchanging numbers
>She says she wants to eventually introduce me to some younger friends of hers.
>I’m literally just trying not to droll everywhere as we say our goodbyes after making plans for the next meeting.
Was this being groomed? Like I’m a grown-ass man but my mind wasn’t mine anymore.
