Found this story from my old tumblr. Please ignore any grammar and difference in story telling since this was written 4-5 years ago. Felt a little lazy to edit it. Sorry!
This story takes place when I just turned 21 and had an internship in NYC. This was the first time I was out by myself where I had no one that I knew. I’m a big city all by myself. But there was one goal in mind. To hookup. I had not slept with anyone else that I wasn’t in a relationship with at that point. But NYC seemed like a good place to do it.
I was drinking at a bar after work. A very attractive looking petite women came in. She was maybe 5’2”, a mix of Latina and White. She was wearing a pencil skirt and a unbuttoned blouse with a black blazer. Long silky mocha colored hair. Everyone at the bar looked at her. She sat across the bar from me. I couldn’t help but glance at her every so often as discreetly as I could. I caught her looking back at me, I just grinned.