Let’s see if I can get through this tale without needing to pause to get myself off.
Aidan and I met online and to be honest, I wasn’t very excited for our first date. We messaged back and forth briefly, his profile explained he was getting into nonmonogamy and looking to explore his kink side. He explained he was busy with both work and school, so our date was booked for over a week later. I almost didn’t bother… history has told me that if you don’t meet within a few days it likely won’t happen. What the hell… let’s give it a go.
He looked cute in his photos, but not anything to write home about. A solid 7.5 at least, maybe an 8 in a photo or two but it was a bit vague. We made plans to meet at a bar between our neighbourhoods and I went about my week giving it barely a thought. Once the date came and I got ready to meet up, I was going in without expectations. Little did I know I was about to be in the presence of once of my best fucks to date.