I met a petite, sexy lady through OK Cupid. We chatted back and forth a few times and found we had a few things in common. I’m not really one for endless texting so I invited her for a drink in her SF neighborhood, where I had frequented years before.
I rode a a Lime Scooter there and found a couple of stools at the bar. She walked in a few minutes later and our eyes locked on each others. At that moment, I knew I was going to fuck her. I stood up and gave her a firm hug and asked what she wanted to drink. We chatted about our lives, the normal stuff like jobs, lives, etc. but I asked a lot of questions (not too personal) and showed interest in the answers. The conversation was easy and we had some good laughs. I periodically brushed her arm Ava’s we spoke, not in a weird creepy way, and I think that turned her on. Before long, we’d had a few drinks and the conversation turned more suggestive and flirty. I could tell she wanted me as she leaned in closer and put her hand on my shoulder or arm.