Hey! It took me 2 whole weeks to get into her pants back in 1989!
In fact, I didn't even know it was our first date until the rest of the "crew" didn't show up. I remember it like it was yesterday... she called me up on a Tuesday, said a bunch of us were heading out for drinks etc after work starting at such & such a place and would I like to join them. Sure I said! (Seriously I didn't think I had a shot with her, and thought of her as the HOT girl everyone wanted, but no one was good enough for...) So I show up at the place and time and she's already there, standing at the bar looking incredibly hot in a white mini dress (kinda like
this but in white) that accentuated her incredibly hot figure. She already ordered a drink for me, and I asked where everyone else was? She explained that x, y & z were held up at work so lets get a table and wait... Sure! Well no one else showed up, and this was her way of asking me out. I found out later that she thought I gave off a vibe that I was "not looking" I suppose. (I was very career driven I suppose).
Anyway, we had a great evening dancing and talking etc, and I drove her home and gave her a quick kiss goodnight and that was our first date. (With a severe case of blue balls I might add! :shock
I STILL didn't think I had a shot with her until the next day, she called me and said she had a great time, and what was I doing tonight! We went out again that day & the next night, and the night after that, and again, and again... and the rest as they say is history.