Let's call her Kate.
I met Kate at a party; we exchanged numbers and I didn't think much of it until she texted me a month later.
Kate is about 5'4", deep brown hair, a C cup but petite hips and a flat tummy.
I'm 5'8", black hair, black eyes, about 160 pounds.
She was new to the country and wanted to learn how to drive on the left. I met her at the rental lot – she was wearing jean shorts and a blouse – took her out through a few suburbs and we had lunch. Didn't think much of it and walked her home. When we stepped in the apartment, I casually mentioned I had to grab some groceries so my girlfriend and I could cook later.
At that moment, she said "Awwww, that's cute" and offered a hug goodbye. I leaned in and she pecked me on the cheek. I was a little taken aback and leaned back; we stared at each other for a few seconds before she yanked me closer and kissed me full on. We started making out; she was a pretty good kisser and soon I had my hands in her blouse on her C cup tits. I unbuttoned it down to her navel and unhooked her bra – she was wearing burgundy lace – and I immediately dove in, sucking on the left, than the right.