Friday April 11th, 2003
Meeting New Friends
The ringing of my rented cell phone woke me up around noon. It was Moondog. I had emailed him before I left and asked if he could meet up, hoping to meet the Prince of Buenos Aires himself. Luckily he was going to be in Buenos Aires the same time as I was so we exchanged phone numbers and made some tentative plans to meet.
Café Exedra
Corner of Carlos Pelligrini and Cordoba
He said to meet him and Ezy at Café Exedra later that day at 3pm. I agreed, but I was still tired so I went back to sleep and caught some more rest before I finally drug myself up and got ready to meet them. Café Exedra was pretty easy to find. It was right on the corner of Avenida Nueve de Julio and Cordoba.
I walked in and took a seat. I heard my phone ringing but I couldn’t get to it in time. Then I called back the number that called me and I heard another phone ringing inside the café. Soon Moondog and I were waving and talking to each other while not standing more than 20 feet apart. Moondog introduced me to some ladies he knew and then brought me over to the table. That is when I met Ezy and a few of Moondog’s friends.
After ordering a beer and kicking back for a bit, I started to scan the talent. There were two targets for me. One was a really pretty blonde girl that didn’t seem to smile very much. Another was a small brunette that Ezy had noticed and was also looking at. But then I realized I had a problem. I had no pesos on me. I needed to change some out. So I asked the guys where the closest cambio was and they gave me a few options. I excused myself and went off looking for the place. Well, I didn’t find it too easily. And then when I finally did find a cambio, they kicked me out as soon as I entered because they were closing. So then I just found a bank, I think it was a Banco Frances and got some money from the ATM.
When I finally made it back to Café Exedra the guys gave me a hard time for taking so long, joking they were about to send the police out to look after me. I had also called the girlfriend while I was out walking, asking her to the big dinner tonight with Moondog and his crew.
While I was gone Ezy had talked to the brunette we were both eyeing earlier. He already had her phone number and name. But she wasn’t sitting with him. I asked if he was going to take her. It was about that time for me to start getting after it a bit and I was leaning towards her instead of the better-looking, non-smiling blonde. He said that he wasn’t so I called her over for a drink. Her name was Yanina and she was 23 years old. She was really friendly and there wasn’t much of a doubt that I was going to take her. The problem was that I was having such a good time chatting with Moondog, Ezy, and the rest of the gang there that I really didn’t have a strong desire to leave. Well, I did have a strong desire to leave, but I was really torn since I was having such a good time.
Photos: Yanina
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I finally made the jump and bid farewell to the gang at Café Exedra. I said I looked forward to seeing them all again at dinner tonight. With that and a 150 peso offer out to Yanina for one hour, we left for a short time hotel. I don’t know where the hell this place was, but it wasn’t too far away from Café Exedra. It was just a short taxi ride away.
Once we get to the hotel, I pay the 25 pesos and we head up to the room. I snap a few pictures of her before we start to get down to business. We start off with some light kissing. But it doesn’t take too long before that turns into some full on DFK. After a little bit of that I start to suck on her titties for a while. She then returns the favor to me before she proceeds slowly down to my knob for the BBBJ. Her BBBJ skills are above average as is her ball licking and dick licking technique.
Once again, it was time for the Vigel. I worked it into her slowly andI got her going pretty good just by fingering her and rubbing the Vigel in, around, and under her clit. Then she mounted me for a ride. She came down and wrapped her arms around me. I really like it when the girl does this. This allows me to wrap my arms around her back and control the speed and angle of the penetration. I also like the closeness of this position as a nice alternative to missionary.
We stayed here for a while before I flipped her over and entered her in missionary. Here it was just more of the same with kissing, arms wrapped around each other, and her pelvic thrusts coming up to meet mine. After that it was time for doggie. I pounded away at this position for a while before I got an idea. Hey, how about some anal action? She agreed for no additional money so I lubed it up and entered her tight little ass hole. She did a pretty good job taking it but couldn’t for very long. So after only a short time in her ass I was again pounding her pussy away in doggie.
Then she pulled her legs together, I put mine on the outside of hers and she laid down flat on the bed. I continued to fuck to her in this position before I flipped her over one last time and finished her off in missionary. This was another good session and I had a great time with her. With the exception of Natalie from Black the night before, I was having some really good sessions in Argentina. She gave me her phone number and asked me to call her.
I then headed back to the hotel to get ready for the evening. That is when I started to have second thoughts about bringing the girlfriend to dinner. This was my dilemma. I only considered her half a working girl. She does give out hand jobs all day at the spa, but nothing really more than that. At least that I was aware of. I didn’t know if it was wise to bring her to dinner with a group of fellow mongers and other working girls. I didn’t know how she was going to react to that. Also, I had told her that I was in Buenos Aires alone so bringing her to dinner with 18 other people may have stood out a bit.
As much as I wanted to go to dinner with Moondog and everyone, I decided to err on the side of caution and just take the GF to dinner by myself. As much as she was cramping my mongering style, I was enjoying spending time with her. So I just decided to have another nice romantic dinner with the girlfriend.
I went over to her apartment to pick her up but I was informed we had to wait a few minutes. Her mother and her niece were coming over to her apartment while we went out to dinner. Meeting the mother and the niece was kind of interesting. Mother spoke no English at all so it was very weird speaking in my broken Spanish to both of them. After a nice, but brief conversation (thank goodness) we headed out to dinner. I again let the GF decide since I had no idea where to go. This time she wanted to go to Recoleta so we speeded off in a taxi towards Vicente Lopez and Junin.
We walked around a bit and she tried to decide where she wanted to eat. She wanted to eat at a place that had a show, but most of the shows weren’t starting until a little later. We finally decided on Lola.
Lola
RM Ortiz Recoleta 1805
Phone: 4804 3410
I don’t really remember too much about dinner this night. But two things I do remember. One, we ordered another bottle of red wine and finished it. And two, she asked me to marry her during dinner. This is on our second date mind you. She said she wanted me to move to Argentina, live with her, marry her, and then give her (ahem) three kids. Yup, that wasn’t going to be happening.
I tried to explain that to her in no un-certain terms. I could not move to Argentina, I would have no job and no money (like I would want to live and work in a country with 21% unemployment and where I didn’t speak the language). I also tried explaining that my family was in the US and I could not leave them, etc. It really didn’t matter to her though. She seemed amazed that I wasn’t willing to drop everything and marry her now even though we had known each other less than three days. I didn’t want to lead her on. I was completely honest with her. I simply could not move to Buenos Aires and be with her full time. But I did have to do my best to change the conversation and salvage the evening.
This seriously got my thinking about the rest of the trip and how much future time I would be spending with her. I didn’t want this to come up as a recurring issue and was quite flabbergasted by the fact she asked me to marry her on the second date.
But I was finally able to get her mind off of marriage and on to other things. When I mentioned the Riverboat Casino her eyes really lit up and she wanted to go. I wanted to play BlackJack. So after dinner we decided to head over there. We went up to the fourth floor and I exchanged 100 dollars for chips. I then sat down at the $10 BlackJack tables. This would be my first time playing BlackJack for real money after spending a good amount of time memorizing most of the basic strategy chart. And I did pretty good for my first time playing in a real casino. I was hitting BlackJack after BlackJack and winning hand after hand. The girlfriend was going absolutely crazy seeing me win like this.
I tried to explain the game to her but with my limited Spanish it was no use. I eventually asked the dealer to explain the rules to her so she could at least follow along. I also let her play a couple of hands after that. She didn’t seem to enjoy it too much though. I think the idea of losing $10 on one hand was a little unsettling to her.
I was up about $300 and she was practically demanding that we leave. She was tired, but she also was freaking out at the amount of money I had won. I played a few big last hands and lost. But for the night I was still up $175. So I cashed in my chips and I took her home. But this is where we had to say goodbye. No more free sex for me. Her mother and niece were still in the apartment and I, of course, could not come up.
So I hopped a cab and headed right back to the Riverboat Casino. But now my luck had changed. In about 30 minutes, I was able to wipe out all of my previous winnings for the night. For every hand I was getting lucky on before, I could not get anything lucky this time around. I knew I was licked. After everything was said and done. My $175 in winnings had dwindled down to $25 in winnings for the night. So I took off, went back to Design Suites and called it a night.
