Some weeks ago a business trip brought a cousin from Mexico to Madrid, and he stayed at my place. He's the kind of guy who loves talking about women, and remarked that he had a young and attractive Argentinian friend travelling in Europe. "You should host her too" he said with a wink. I like hosting people, especially young and attractive women—but to be honest with myself—I'm too horny at this time to guarantee not making a move.
To me it's extremely important to provide a safe place for my guests. I've never made as much as a move on my Couchsurfers. Placing myself on the other side, I'd be very uncomfortable having my host make a move and still depending on them for accommodation. I'd rather be straightforward about it rather than concealing my intention. This is what I mean by having the body being at odds with reason, you may know its wrong and still do it, because you're not thinking straight.
Some days ago she contacted me through Whatsapp, she needed a place to stay for a week before heading back to Argentina. "Sure", I wrote back, "if you have company I have an inflatable mattress, otherwise the couch is pretty comfortable". "I'm travelling alone" she wrote. We scheduled her arrival for this morning.
Last night, after a very intense yoga practice and a twerk class I came back home very tired, unable to muster the energies necessary to clean up in preparation for the arrival of a guest. I went to bed hoping to get enough rest to wake up early and clean up before 8am, when I asked her to arrive so that I could give her the keys before heading out for work.
I woke up at 4:30am and couldn't go back to sleep. I could feel testosterone energy, the kind of energy I usually get when I'm starting a new relationship. I hadn't even met her, her WhatsApp profile picture was blank, and I only knew she was attractive from a description given by my cousin. My libido is on overdrive lately, despite daily "alleviations".
She arrived in a black Uber with two large suitcases. She had a short black dress. She was attractive indeed, enough to make me nervous. I approached to greet her and she hugged me. I helped her with her suitcases into my home. "Oh, your place is so nice" she said. "Thank you". She sat down on the couch. We chatted a bit before I head to work.
She had lost her passport and was waiting for an emergency one before buying her flight back to Argentina, so her return was uncertain. We had agreed to a one week stay, and even though my first impulse was simp and say "Oh please stay as long as you need to get your emergency passport", I kept quiet.
"So you often host people here?" she asked. I said I had just moved and she was my second guest after my cousin (they know each other from a trip to Argentina, but I'm not sure how). I said yes. "But isn't it kinda dangerous hosting strangers?". I said I hadn't had any problem despite hosting a dozens of people, but I have had female guests who had complained about hosts making moves. I said "you won't get that energy from me, I mean, it would be very uncomfortable for both of us if I made an unwelcome move and then we had to hang out the rest of the week", and I immediately wondered about the honesty of my statement. It was a very "nice guy" thing to say, pretending not to want jump into bed with her. I should have simply kept it at "I haven't had any problem after hosting dozens of people".
In any case, I showed her the ropes around my home, she asked if I knew about a gym nearby. I told her she would have trouble finding a gym where she could pay with a foreign card, let me check my gym app, it's possible they have invitations. If I upgraded for 2 euro per month the would give me 15 invites. I paid and sent her an invite, reasoning that I wouldn't be simping if I would have done this for any other guest.
I told her there were two very simple rules in my house: you can't bring in other people into my apartment unless I'm here, and you can't enter my bedroom ("unless you're going to have sex with me", my mind autocompleted). "That sounds like common sense" she said. "I'm glad. Unfortunately common sense is no longer very common". We laughed. Then I left for work.
I'm learning from this and I think I will at least do OK (this means: I will help somebody without hurting her or myself in the process). And I can't help but notice: I'm writing this after having a large lunch having slept just four hours, and there's no hint of my usual food coma. Testosterone energy does wonders.