We’d been talking for a while on Reddit and then WhatsApp, but lived a few hundred miles away. I got a message from him at 9.15 this morning asking if I was “up for something crazy” and he sent me a location pin of him in my village, as that’s all he knew about where I live. We had never met before but had exchanged pics etc for a few months.
And I gave him my address without even thinking about what could’ve gone wrong.
I opened the door and he kissed me immediately. We were both shaking a little from the nerves, which was kinda cute. We’re 32f and 40m and felt like teenagers.
We fumbled to shut the door and he wasted no time snaking his hands up my shirt, groping my tits roughly (38DD, if you’re wondering). I pulled my shirt off, and took my jeans off while I was at it (yeah, I’m a slut, he was still fully clothed and I just stripped myself bare). In my living room, with open curtains.