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I'm a 40 y.o. single black female. I have never been married and I have no children. I have been dateless since 2002. In April of 2004, I met a 43 y.o. divorced black male in one of the chatrooms on the internet. We talked in the chatroom for a little bit and then he gave me his home telephone number and I called him. For ten months, we chatted off and on the telephone. We would spend two to three hours on the phone sometimes in the wee hours of the morning. There was a lot of chemistry there. I told him I wasn't looking for anything too serious because I know all about the games people play on the internet. We talked about everything and anything. He was never pushy and very patient. I asked him how he felt about a long-distance relationship/ friendship and he told me he had no problem with it. We both live in different states but it takes him only 1 hour and 30 mins. to drive where I live. Finally in January of 2005, we set up a date to meet in a public place. He was everything that he told me he was on the phone. We went to a nice restaurant and hit it off immediately. From the time we met in the restaurant back in January of 2005 we have been seeing each other once or twice a month in person and talk on the phone weekly. He even suggested that I call him more often because he thought I wasn't calling him enough. Once he even sent me a romantic ecard over the internet calling me his baby. I thought he really liked me. I asked him many questions and even did a background check on him. We saw each other in the flesh eight times. After two dates I asked him if he was looking for a serious relationship. He told me yes. He told me I could ask him anything I wanted. I felt like we were more than just friends. He came to my house once in May and I cooked him dinner. He enjoyed it. We had a wonderful weekend. I will never forget it. Two weeks later he came to my house but I didn't cook anything. We just hung out at my place. We were suppose to meet up this weekend. I told him that I wanted to go out somewhere. He told me no he didn't want to go out. He wanted to come to my house and hang out. Now it's hot this weekend. Why would he want to spend time in my apartment if we could be out enjoying the hot weather. Money is not an issue here because we both work and have good jobs. I last spoke to hm on Wednesday and we haven't talked since. It's still early in the relationship and already he's getting comfortable. He doesn't want to take me out anymore. He told me himself that I'm not a gold digger and that I'm not chasing him down. There's so many things you can do here in the City for free. It's like he doesn't want to go out anymore. I don't want to spend the whole weekend in my house making love and watching videos. We haven't talked since Wednesday of this week. I thnk he's mad at me. He's a little controlling and likes things his way. We are both middle age and we shouldn't be acting like two teenagers. He seemed mature. When I first started talking to him I told him that I liked going out. I asked him if he liked going out and he told me yes. I was straight up and honest in the beginning of meeting him and told him what I wanted. I get the feeling that this relationship is not going to work. I'm starting to feel like he's trying to use me. One more thing. I haven't been to his place yet. I find that kind of odd. What is your opinion?

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