This second one was not only weird but a little scary. I am looking for advice on how you guys would handle the situation?
Weird Encounter #2
I was in Edmonton on business staying at my favorite hotel in the downtown core. I was late getting back to the hotel from a day of meetings and headed into the hotel bar for a drink and a bite to eat. There was nobody in the place so I sat down at the counter and asked the bartender for a beer and menu. I ordered and as I waited for my soup to arrive a woman, in her mid thirties I gathered, came in and sat down right beside me.
I was kind of pissed off that she chose to sit right next to me, seeing as how the counter had plently of space as did the entire restaurant. I took some time out from my papers to look up when she said, hi. I looked up and to my right to see a very attractive brunette with soft features and big brown eyes looking at me. She started with small talk, do you come here often, what business are you in, etc. all of which I answered. In between reading the papers I had to get through before morning, I asked the same about her, not really caring what the answer was. Her voice changed from soft to very terse and she went on to say;
Her: You are a hard guy to hit on
Me: >I put down my paper, take off my glasses< I didn't realize that you were hitting on me.
Her: Well I was, and you blew it..
Me: Oh well
I think that pissed her off more than not realizing she was hitting on me, because she got up and moved to another table. I finished my soup and packed up to go back to my room. As I headed out of the bar, she ran after me, saying she was sorry, her week at home had been a bad one and she was looking for a little conversation. Could she buy me a drink, to say sorry. I looked down the hall towards the elevator and I should have ran for it, but I said sure she could buy me a drink.
With me more concentrated on her than my paper and soup, she seemed a lot more happy. She downloaded a lot of shit on me about her boyfriend and ex-husband and blah, blah, blah. Anyway, it was getting late, the bartender wanted to close up so I suggested we leave so he could do just that. As we got to the elevator she asked if I would like to come back to her room for a drink. Drink being a euphemism for sex. I said sure, but that I would rather just fuck than play anymore games. She said perfect and as soon as we hit the door, she pounced like she hadn't had sex in years. She took my hand and put it up her skirt to reveal a soaking wet pussy. We progress to the point of actually getting ready to fuck and the following transpired;
Me: Do you have any condoms?
Her: Don't worry about it.
Me: Are you fucking crazy?
Her: I am safe
Me: I could care less what you say, I am not fucking you without a condom.
Her: Can you go get some?
Me: You want me to get dressed find a convenience store buy the condoms and walk back her and start all over again?
Me: No, not going to happen. Why don't you go get them and ring me when you get back. I am in room number _____BIG MISTAKE GIVING HER MY ROOM NUMBER - MORE TO COME.
I thought that would be the end of it but about 30 minutes later I get a call, and she says she now has some rubbers and for me to come up. I go back up and we fuck for awhile and I leave...end of story...NOPE.
She comes by my room at 8:00 am asking to fuck again. I tell her I am sorry but I have a long drive ahead of me before a noon meeting and that I have to go. I make it back to the hotel at about 7 pm and there is a note under my door. Come see me.
I don't bother going. About 10 minutes later my room phone rings.
Her: Oh, your in
Me: Yes, I just stepped in.
Her: Didn't you see the note I left?
Her: And you didn't call?
Me: I just got in.
Her: Do you want to do anything?
Me: No, not really.
Her: How about a bite to eat?
Her: How about a drink?
Me: No, I just ordered room service.
Her: I thought you just said you weren't hungry?
Me: That's not what I said,
Her: I really want to talk to you.
Me: I am not really into it tonight
Her: Listen _____uses my real name (up to this point no names have been given) I really want to talk to you.
Me: I hang up
Her: >calling my cell phone< did you hang up on me?
Me: How did you get this number?
Her: I have my ways
Me: This is tantamount to a threat
Her: All I want is to talk to you, I don't want to threaten you.
Me: I will be right up.
I walk in and she is trying to undo my belt. I tell her that I don't appreciate games and I want to know what she wants. She says that she wants to be friends with benefits. I tell her that I do not engage in ongoing relationships and that it would never happen, and that even if I were to consider it, that she killed it with her recent display.
She says, "how about one more fuck", and all I can think about is her using my visit, possible DNA to her advantage. So I remain stoic and say no, it is not going to happen. I leave and the next day catch a flight home. I get off the plane and there is a message from her, saying that she was sorry and if I wanted we could still be friends with benefits.
I haven't called back and ignored her 3 other calls. I am not sure if ignoring her is the best option?
I have had jealous girlfriends who did some crazy shit when I was younger, parking in front of my house all night waiting for me to come home, waiting in my bed, stalking the new girl I was dating but this was a league of its own.
It has totally scared me off the random hook-ups.