Love At First Sight?

I do miss having that special someone but I've become so independent that it only bothers me when I'm having a quiet few days.
 
Second time around has just been soooo much better. Get all that no sleep, babies crap out of the way then find your "rest of your life" partner! It's that easy. (...wasn't it?)
 
bluemoon risin' said:
I am genuinely happy for you blue and anyone else that is truly in love. I found the love of my life once, got married and had 2 kids with her. Then I found out she was having a fling with some **** from Stoke in 04 whilst I was working away. Got divorced in 06 and she cost me thousands and a lot of misery. Since then I've played the field a few times. Going steady with a woman for 2 n half years now and I love her, but i'm not truly in love with her. I may be a cynical and cantankerous old twat now, but women are very cunning and manipulative. Quite a few I've met made sure they had my fave beer in the fridge, even offering bum fun, Then, as they get to know you more, the TV remote is no longer in your control, and the beer n' bum fun are just a distant memory. You get told you're going to her parents for dinner at the weekend, and where you're going to on holiday! ; )
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Never has anything been so sad but true
 
Blue Maverick said:
Never has anything been so sad but true
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Very true - I think if I had paid for a different High Class escort every night for the past twenty years it would have been significantly cheaper than the "free" sex I have had off Mrs WW the 1st and 2nd!
 
worsleyweb said:
Very true - I think if I had paid for a different High Class escort every night for the past twenty years it would have been significantly cheaper than the "free" sex I have had off Mrs WW the 1st and 2nd!
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If this second one goes tits up, no chance on this earth I'll live with anyone again.
 
About 7 years and 2 weeks ago I would have said love at first sight was impossible. However;

I was at my mates 30th birthday house party in Didsbury, stood by the kitchen sink and really not wanting to be there. A couple of mates were stood around and we were taking the piss out of each other as you do. I'd had half a beer and the night was young. I was driving anyway, so had no intention of getting pissed. Amongst the shit 'banter' in the kitchen, I noticed this figure in the doorway. I could only see one half of her as the doorframe was blocking the other half, and she was facing the other way anyway. I saw her tall frame, brown hair and a tight black dress that told you immediately that she had a beautiful body.

Everything went a bit surreal. I was fixated on this half a person and I had totally lost all sense of what was happening around me. It was then that she walked into the kitchen and we just stared at each other in what would probably be described by others as 'creepy'. My gay mate was still piping up, and made what was probably the best ever ice breaker as he just turned to her and said 'Here, would you sleep with this fat bastard?'. Her response was telling, as she went a little red and then flustered around with a bottle opener. She tried to make a witty one liner, something I now know she is pretty damn good at, but couldn't get any words out. I honestly believe I was already in love, her face was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

As the night went on we had a great time. Laughing and flirting as if we'd known each other for years. I'd ditched the idea of driving by now, and at the end of the night I escorted her home in a taxi. Being a gentleman, I saw her home with a kiss on the cheek. We didn't even exchange phone numbers but I knew I'd be able to get that easily enough, or that I would find her on Facebook. When I got back in the cab to continue my journey, my whole body and mind was racing like a bolt of electricity had run through it. I knew there and then that my life had changed forever. That in itself was strange, because I'd been off women for a while and had a life planned out that really didn't involve one. I arrived home and my housemate was still up. I simply told him 'I'm in love' and talked through how the night had gone.

I woke up the next day happy, but also a little angry that I'd let a woman get into my head. What about my plans to go to America? Still, my housemate said ignore all that, I saw how you were last night, contact her! So the Facebook stalking started. It would take a while, thanks to a unique spelling of her name but perseverance paid off and the message was sent. The reply came the next day and the flirty, funny chat was back in full flow. I took the obvious next step to ask her out for a drink and BANG! The clanger came. She had recently started seeing someone who was living in London. I was pissed off. Angry that she had a fella and angry that I'd had my head turned.

We continued to chat and arranged to meet up for a drink anyway. She was clearly keeping me at arms length by now but the under current feelings were getting hard to resist. We were still getting on so well, better than any girl I'd ever spoken to. And her beauty was still reeling me in. Even after a couple of 'friendly' drinks, I knew I was very much in love but pretty upset I couldn't do anything about it.

A few weeks after I met her, she was going travelling around Australia, Bangkok and Vietnam for a month. First though, she would be spending a night with her fella as she was flying out of London. She later told me the whole time she spent with him was horrible as she couldn't stop thinking about me, and she ended the relationship with him there and then. She didn't tell me though, and she went to Australia thinking about me every day. I was at home waiting for her to text or message me, knowing I was in love but thinking she was in a relationship still.

Around the time she returned, I received a message from my mate who's birthday party we met at. It simply read 'She's all yours'. My heart fluttered and without letting her know that I knew she was single, I invited her out to tell me all about her trip. I waited nervously in my car for her to come out of the house, wondering to myself if I really was as in love as I thought I was or if I still fancied her as much. When she came out of the door I got the same electric sensations through my body as I did when I saw her the first time. Oh yes, I was hopelessly in love.

7 Years and two weeks later and we're still very much in love. Married with one kid and another on the way. We've had plenty of ups and downs but our virtues and togetherness has always seen us through our toughest times. I don't always tell her, and I probably don't always behave like I do, but I love her and fancy her as much now as I always have. We speak now about the time we met and we both say that we were feeling exactly the same way about each other. In fact, on our wedding night she told me that the second she saw me in the kitchen at that house party, something crept into her mind that never left. It was 'that is a face I could marry'.

We both knew we had fallen in love at first sight.
 
jay_mcfc said:
About 7 years and 2 weeks ago I would have said love at first sight was impossible. However;

I was at my mates 30th birthday house party in Didsbury, stood by the kitchen sink and really not wanting to be there. A couple of mates were stood around and we were taking the piss out of each other as you do. I'd had half a beer and the night was young. I was driving anyway, so had no intention of getting pissed. Amongst the shit 'banter' in the kitchen, I noticed this figure in the doorway. I could only see one half of her as the doorframe was blocking the other half, and she was facing the other way anyway. I saw her tall frame, brown hair and a tight black dress that told you immediately that she had a beautiful body.

Everything went a bit surreal. I was fixated on this half a person and I had totally lost all sense of what was happening around me. It was then that she walked into the kitchen and we just stared at each other in what would probably be described by others as 'creepy'. My gay mate was still piping up, and made what was probably the best ever ice breaker as he just turned to her and said 'Here, would you sleep with this fat bastard?'. Her response was telling, as she went a little red and then flustered around with a bottle opener. She tried to make a witty one liner, something I now know she is pretty damn good at, but couldn't get any words out. I honestly believe I was already in love, her face was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

As the night went on we had a great time. Laughing and flirting as if we'd known each other for years. I'd ditched the idea of driving by now, and at the end of the night I escorted her home in a taxi. Being a gentleman, I saw her home with a kiss on the cheek. We didn't even exchange phone numbers but I knew I'd be able to get that easily enough, or that I would find her on Facebook. When I got back in the cab to continue my journey, my whole body and mind was racing like a bolt of electricity had run through it. I knew there and then that my life had changed forever. That in itself was strange, because I'd been off women for a while and had a life planned out that really didn't involve one. I arrived home and my housemate was still up. I simply told him 'I'm in love' and talked through how the night had gone.

I woke up the next day happy, but also a little angry that I'd let a woman get into my head. What about my plans to go to America? Still, my housemate said ignore all that, I saw how you were last night, contact her! So the Facebook stalking started. It would take a while, thanks to a unique spelling of her name but perseverance paid off and the message was sent. The reply came the next day and the flirty, funny chat was back in full flow. I took the obvious next step to ask her out for a drink and BANG! The clanger came. She had recently started seeing someone who was living in London. I was pissed off. Angry that she had a fella and angry that I'd had my head turned.

We continued to chat and arranged to meet up for a drink anyway. She was clearly keeping me at arms length by now but the under current feelings were getting hard to resist. We were still getting on so well, better than any girl I'd ever spoken to. And her beauty was still reeling me in. Even after a couple of 'friendly' drinks, I knew I was very much in love but pretty upset I couldn't do anything about it.

A few weeks after I met her, she was going travelling around Australia, Bangkok and Vietnam for a month. First though, she would be spending a night with her fella as she was flying out of London. She later told me the whole time she spent with him was horrible as she couldn't stop thinking about me, and she ended the relationship with him there and then. She didn't tell me though, and she went to Australia thinking about me every day. I was at home waiting for her to text or message me, knowing I was in love but thinking she was in a relationship still.

Around the time she returned, I received a message from my mate who's birthday party we met at. It simply read 'She's all yours'. My heart fluttered and without letting her know that I knew she was single, I invited her out to tell me all about her trip. I waited nervously in my car for her to come out of the house, wondering to myself if I really was as in love as I thought I was or if I still fancied her as much. When she came out of the door I got the same electric sensations through my body as I did when I saw her the first time. Oh yes, I was hopelessly in love.

7 Years and two weeks later and we're still very much in love. Married with one kid and another on the way. We've had plenty of ups and downs but our virtues and togetherness has always seen us through our toughest times. I don't always tell her, and I probably don't always behave like I do, but I love her and fancy her as much now as I always have. We speak now about the time we met and we both say that we were feeling exactly the same way about each other. In fact, on our wedding night she told me that the second she saw me in the kitchen at that house party, something crept into her mind that never left. It was 'that is a face I could marry'.

We both knew we had fallen in love at first sight.
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I have a very similar story. Its pretty much identical actually, except mine ends with her shagging my best mate
 
jay_mcfc said:
About 7 years and 2 weeks ago I would have said love at first sight was impossible. However;

I was at my mates 30th birthday house party in Didsbury, stood by the kitchen sink and really not wanting to be there. A couple of mates were stood around and we were taking the piss out of each other as you do. I'd had half a beer and the night was young. I was driving anyway, so had no intention of getting pissed. Amongst the shit 'banter' in the kitchen, I noticed this figure in the doorway. I could only see one half of her as the doorframe was blocking the other half, and she was facing the other way anyway. I saw her tall frame, brown hair and a tight black dress that told you immediately that she had a beautiful body.

Everything went a bit surreal. I was fixated on this half a person and I had totally lost all sense of what was happening around me. It was then that she walked into the kitchen and we just stared at each other in what would probably be described by others as 'creepy'. My gay mate was still piping up, and made what was probably the best ever ice breaker as he just turned to her and said 'Here, would you sleep with this fat bastard?'. Her response was telling, as she went a little red and then flustered around with a bottle opener. She tried to make a witty one liner, something I now know she is pretty damn good at, but couldn't get any words out. I honestly believe I was already in love, her face was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

As the night went on we had a great time. Laughing and flirting as if we'd known each other for years. I'd ditched the idea of driving by now, and at the end of the night I escorted her home in a taxi. Being a gentleman, I saw her home with a kiss on the cheek. We didn't even exchange phone numbers but I knew I'd be able to get that easily enough, or that I would find her on Facebook. When I got back in the cab to continue my journey, my whole body and mind was racing like a bolt of electricity had run through it. I knew there and then that my life had changed forever. That in itself was strange, because I'd been off women for a while and had a life planned out that really didn't involve one. I arrived home and my housemate was still up. I simply told him 'I'm in love' and talked through how the night had gone.

I woke up the next day happy, but also a little angry that I'd let a woman get into my head. What about my plans to go to America? Still, my housemate said ignore all that, I saw how you were last night, contact her! So the Facebook stalking started. It would take a while, thanks to a unique spelling of her name but perseverance paid off and the message was sent. The reply came the next day and the flirty, funny chat was back in full flow. I took the obvious next step to ask her out for a drink and BANG! The clanger came. She had recently started seeing someone who was living in London. I was pissed off. Angry that she had a fella and angry that I'd had my head turned.

We continued to chat and arranged to meet up for a drink anyway. She was clearly keeping me at arms length by now but the under current feelings were getting hard to resist. We were still getting on so well, better than any girl I'd ever spoken to. And her beauty was still reeling me in. Even after a couple of 'friendly' drinks, I knew I was very much in love but pretty upset I couldn't do anything about it.

A few weeks after I met her, she was going travelling around Australia, Bangkok and Vietnam for a month. First though, she would be spending a night with her fella as she was flying out of London. She later told me the whole time she spent with him was horrible as she couldn't stop thinking about me, and she ended the relationship with him there and then. She didn't tell me though, and she went to Australia thinking about me every day. I was at home waiting for her to text or message me, knowing I was in love but thinking she was in a relationship still.

Around the time she returned, I received a message from my mate who's birthday party we met at. It simply read 'She's all yours'. My heart fluttered and without letting her know that I knew she was single, I invited her out to tell me all about her trip. I waited nervously in my car for her to come out of the house, wondering to myself if I really was as in love as I thought I was or if I still fancied her as much. When she came out of the door I got the same electric sensations through my body as I did when I saw her the first time. Oh yes, I was hopelessly in love.

7 Years and two weeks later and we're still very much in love. Married with one kid and another on the way. We've had plenty of ups and downs but our virtues and togetherness has always seen us through our toughest times. I don't always tell her, and I probably don't always behave like I do, but I love her and fancy her as much now as I always have. We speak now about the time we met and we both say that we were feeling exactly the same way about each other. In fact, on our wedding night she told me that the second she saw me in the kitchen at that house party, something crept into her mind that never left. It was 'that is a face I could marry'.

We both knew we had fallen in love at first sight.
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Gayyyyy



Haha only joking mate great story and glad it worked out for you
 
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