I met Samantha on the internet over a mutual interest. We had been chatting for a few months but she lived in a different country so it was difficult to act on anything, until I had booked a holiday over to her neck of the woods. I told her I would be visiting her city and she seemed excited at the prospect of meeting. I flicked through a few photos of her on Twitter and was amazed – but more on that later.
So on a gloomy Tuesday afternoon, we met for lunch. Now meeting someone from the internet is always nerve-wracking, and I was hoping I wasn’t going to be catfished. However, all of my worries went away when she walked in. Samantha stood tall at 6’0 with heels. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes and bee-stung lips. She was wearing a yellow dress that hugged her curves – she looked incredible. I went over to greet her, and after exchanging pleasantries, we had our meal (and a couple of drinks). Samantha and I were having a great time. We hit it off. Eventually, the conversation became very flirty and to my surprise, she invited me back to her apartment. We walked through the door and as it shut Samantha pushed me up against the wall and kissed me deeply.