I signed on to the Mature Free and Single website one Saturday to be greeted with a message. “Hi Elaine, My name is Robert and I have just joined the site, I have to say your photo and profile stood out a mile. I would love to chat to you”
Wow I thought that is a direct message with no messing about.. I quickly typed my response which said that I would be happy to chat and would be online later in the evening. I sent my message and within minutes I got a message back saying “Fantastic I will be online around 7pm tonight” with a smiley face.
All day I was thinking about my forthcoming chat with Robert. Would we get on? Is he the one, my mind was in a spin. The poor guy we had not even chatted online and I had us living happily ever after.
I was watching the clock from 5pm why was the time going so slow. When it was 7.00pm I signed online and instantly the box dropped down letting me know that someone was trying to instant message me.
I accepted the invite and waited for the site to connect us both, I have to admit my heart was beating like mad. I had read Roberts profile and he lived within 30 minutes of where I lived which was a big bonus.
Suddenly a message came through from Robert saying “Hi Elaine we talk at last” We ping ponged messages all night and I was openly laughing at the screen, he was such good fun. Was there nothing negative that I could find about Robert?
We were chatting online for two and a half hours before agreeing to sign off. We had both really enjoyed our first chat together and I have to admit feeling a little bit smitten with him. I also felt that maybe he was feeling a bit that way about me too.
We said our final goodbyes after finding that we were both busy on Sunday so we arranged to chat again on Monday evening.
We exchanged mobile numbers something that I don’t normally do with someone that I had only chatted to once but he was so nice that it felt like the right thing to do.
I switched off my laptop and sat back and smiled to myself I felt so happy. He really did seem like such a lovely man. How was I going to last now until Monday night. I sighed to myself; gosh I must have it bad. Just then my mobile went I had received a message and it was from Robert and it said.
“How am I going to last until Monday night without contact from you?” I laughed out loud, and quickly text back. “I know Robert I feel the same.
This I was sure was the start to something good.