"If you want, call" ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

I am for sex without commitment. This is real sex, when you don’t strive to impress, don’t work for results, but simply give yourself here and now.
One summer I was traveling along the Garden Ring in the Bukashka trolleybus, sitting by the window, in a great mood... A guy sat next to me, and we unexpectedly met. I liked him, so soft, with a gentle, insinuating voice, soft hands..... For some reason I gave him my phone number - out of curiosity, probably, and immediately forgot.
And after some time he called. Shall we meet? Well, come on....Come and see me on Sretenka? Well, ok....
Out of curiosity, she went “to my place on Sretenka” without much conversation - this, as it turned out, was sex at his house. Well, ok.... He had a soft, pleasant body, gentle hands and sad eyes that went perfectly with his insinuating voice.
“You’re good!” he said into my eyes. “Damn, I need to answer something too,” I thought, but was too lazy.
We had classic sex, plunging body parts into each other, without any frills. They kissed delightfully and fucked just as delightfully in his small apartment with a huge bed. They ate strawberries from each other's bodies and kissed and dipped again.
Then he walked me home. “Well, bye! If you want, call me,” I finally said. These “call me if you want” happened many more times later. He was wildly turned on by the fact that I never asked, begged or made plans for anything.
Although no, he was still turned on by my body, pliable and not at all modest. And I was pleased to feel his soft barrel, rounded shoulders, delicate skin in my hands - it was a cool contrast compared to the slender, athletic body of my then husband.
Every time, saying goodbye to this lover, I thought that... well, we had sex and that’s it, we ran away. But he called again, and I again went to Sretenka. No obligations, no continuation.
It was a good time. I didn’t love him at all, and that’s why it was easy for me. I hoped that he didn’t love me either. But then, when I met the Man of My Life, and therefore divorced my husband and resigned, including this lover, I suddenly heard the pain in his voice and realized that I was probably a little mistaken. I hope it's just a little.
Without love, without obligations - it’s easier. No nerves, no pain, just pure pleasant sex.
What do you say? It was so? Do you agree with me?