I started walking through the park, a little anxious but somewhat calm. I try not to think too much. It’s just my average hike. Then, in my corner view, I see her. A beautiful piece of work. One that makes your heart drop. I feel anxiety and excitement as I mentally prepare to approach her. I can’t take my eyes off her sweet ass cheeks, peeking out of her black stockings. I love you. I want to feel inside of him.

I can already feel the excuses piling up in my head: “She looks catty,” “She probably won’t like me.” I feel myself receding, losing my focus on her, a momentary gratification. “No!” I decide: “Damn, I’m coming closer.” My feet start moving towards her, in my mind I already see the whole script. Even before the initial “Hello,” I know I’m taking a chance. She feels good.

“Hello” I said confidently.

The girl turned slowly, her face strangely calm. The spotlight is on me now.

“Don’t worry, I’m not a rapist. I’m not here to kill you” I said anxiously with a fake smile.

A short break in the air. “That’s good…” she said, not understanding.

Relief.

I handled the small talk as usual, “Just be honest and don’t show emotions” I kept repeating in my head.

“What is your name?” I asked.

“Kasey” she replied, smiling.

“Awesome. My name is Robby. Let’s go for a walk.”

“The way to my house was not very far” I thought. She didn’t hesitate for long either.

We stopped in a small alley in the middle of my house. It was strangely romantic when I lit her cigarette and she lit mine. She leaned back against the wall of the empty alley. She was shorter than she thought, around 5’3. I raised my body above her and pinned her against the wall, emphasizing her small stature next to mine. We stayed like that for a minute. We kept each other warm.

“I don’t do this with everyone,” I said softly.

“You know you don’t have to lie, right?”

“I’m good”

“Kasey?”

“Yeah?”

“There’s something special about the way you smoke,” I suggested, intrigued.

She seemed unfazed, “What do you mean?”

“You look so calm, so at ease. However, when you let out the smoke, it’s like time slowed down, I can’t tell. You’re also very relaxed right now. Aren’t you afraid of me?”

His eyes looked deep into mine. “What do I have to be afraid of?” she laughed.

I felt somewhat unpleasant, a little dissatisfied. There was something special about her, she’s not your average girl.

Still holding her against the wall. Our faces less than a few inches apart, eyes closed, nothing but the sound of cars to fill the silence. I was attracted to her, her smell is what caught my attention, her lips are what captivated me. I leaned in to kiss her. I felt a slight disappointment when I was given her cheek. It doesn’t matter, she will come around her.

“Anything else I should know about you?” I asked with an eyebrow raised in disdain.

“You’re not going to sleep with me tonight.”

“I… I…”

“Shhh, don’t worry, I like you. Let’s keep walking”

“Um, yes. Right. Anyway, let’s go to my house, I want us to share a glass of wine.”

She nodded accordingly, I smiled.

I felt an ambient anxiety as we got closer to my house, like I had a task and knew what to do. My house is a small apartment where I live alone. I smiled as we passed a closed nightclub where I would normally take girls over to my house for a night of love, I could use that he caught a smile from me and smiled back, as if he had completely read my mind. I’m not used to reacting emotionally to women I’m attracted to, something is wrong with her, but somehow I like her. It’s like every aspect of her, from the way she smells to the way she walks, is special.

“I’m a bit of a loner” I told him, not caring about his reaction.

“Me too. I think a person can only be at peace once they feel comfortable with their own company.” He was impressed.

I don’t know if he’ll really agree to enter a stranger’s house. The excitement eclipsed my anxiety. holding her hand, the lingering scent of her—a strong perfume mixed with the soft scent of her body. She felt good. We stop at the stairs of the humble building. There’s some tension in the air as we wait for the elevator to arrive at my floor. A feeling of inevitability that encompasses all my interactions with the opposite sex. I hold back my impulses, I wanted to devastate her in the elevator. Here and now. But I trust my instincts to wait, for some reason I want this one to be special.

“This is it, home sweet home.” “Home sweet home,” she smiled as I opened the door for her, then walked inside. “It’s game time.”

We sat on the sofa in the living room, she was not impressed by my apartment, which disappointed me a little, I opened our bottle of wine, we looked deep into each other’s eyes as she poured the pink liquid into our glasses. I was having a great time, I knew she was too. I tried to get to know her a little better, but the tension was too strong to resist. I looked deeply into her eyes again, I felt attracted again, this time more than before, “close her eyes” I whispered.

My hand gently rubbed the back of her head, I gripped her hair deep in my closed fist and brought her face close to mine. Her lips felt amazing. She is very tender and responsive, but at certain points assertive and aggressive. I could not resist such a unique cocktail of animal instincts and feminine caresses. I take off her shirt and bra, her breasts were much bigger than she thought, we went to my room and lay down next to each other. I started rubbing my crotch against her thin, silky-smooth pants. “I want to sleep with you” I whispered in her ear. “Take off your pants” my voice commanded.

“Take them off yourself.” I happily obliged.

I admired your confidence. His skills in bed matched her personality.

The rest is history, I fall in love at night. She felt good.