So this is actually about the second time we hooked up, but I’ve been thinking about this night a lot lately, especially with bars being closed.
A little about me: I’m 25 now, 5’8″, and about 115 lbs. Everyone likes to describe themselves as athletic but maybe it’d be best to say I was ex-athletic. I ran track and played volleyball in high school but I went to a school more known for academics than sports. Still, even though I wasn’t competing anymore, I genuinely liked fitness. I think like most girls, I’ve had a mixed bag in online dating. Some guys are fun to hang out with, some are really terrible, some just want to have sex but want to lead you on, some are just boring.
This had happened just about a year ago and I was kind of going through a phase where I was more fed up with dating apps than not. I was looking for something more serious but I also wasn’t above swiping right on someone whose primary quality was that they were hot. That’s how I matched with James. He was my age, 6’2″, and while his profile was interesting and it was cool that he was in grad school, honestly what got my attention were his abs. He wasn’t bulky strong, he was actually really lean, but he had a well defined stomach and must have worked out.