A few years ago, I (41 m) was on a work trip to Lafayette, but had some time so flew into New Orleans and rented a car. Opened Tinder as soon as the plane landed. Swiped. Had some beignets. Swiped. Did the tourist things. Swiped. Then rolled out..
When I got to my hotel I had a message from Rachel. 27. 5’1”. Maybe 120 lbs. Firm b-cups. Whip smart and southern, with fast, flirty, texting fingers.
We made plans to meet for a drink on my way back through NO. But as our texting got more and more explicit we ditched that plan. She left her door unlocked. I parked in front of her house and dashed inside, hard.
She was wearing a sundress with nothing underneath. I picked her up and carried her to her kitchen table, kissing her neck, chin, chest..
Sweet. Simple. Sublime. I missed my flight and flew back the next day..
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hw0bkj/fuck_preliminaries_new_orleans_work_trip_blues_mf