Sex out of pity Once in my life I had sex out of...

[Anonymous]

Sex out of pity

Once in my life I had sex out of pity. These were the times when people met through tickers on TV. Even then, I hated blind dates, but I loved experiments. I dressed up, put on makeup and went to the meeting. A thin guy in a cap picked me up, I don’t remember the car. We chatted and went for a drive. And suddenly he says:

- I want you.

It sounded so simple-minded. He looks at me with round eyes full of hope. He holds onto the steering wheel like it’s his mother’s boob. Shakes his leg between the pedals. I am silent from confusion. I don’t feel any particular attraction. An ordinary guy with an ordinary proposal. Definitely not a maniac, he won’t rape. And again:

– I want you.

I was overcome with pity. Okay, I say, let’s go. He fussed and took him to a small forest within the city. We squirmed miserably in the back seat for two minutes, after which I tearfully asked to be taken home. The guy sighed and dutifully delivered it back. We never saw each other again. Then dating apps appeared in the world, and there was a little bit of brain in my head.

[in us]

interesting topic. There was something similar several times in different variations. But not out of pity, but just a girl who wanted it, but she wasn’t my type, I didn’t really have a desire, I thought - WHY NOT SAVE THE WORLD. And I didn’t regret it. Doing a good deed for a person is also nice.