I met D on a dating app, and after some flirty back and forth, along with a few picture exchanges, I learned that I had given him the perfect nickname.
I was working the night we were supposed to meet up, but it worked out because he showed up at my bar for a casual meet. Thankfully, he was just as cute in person as in his pictures. Tall, handsome with strong shoulders and arms. If you haven’t noticed a trend, they are sort of my weakness.
I’m going to mention that he was black for no other reason than some people might be interested in that detail. For me, it really didn’t matter, though I have to admit he is the first black guy I’ve ever slept with. Which kind of gives away the rest of the story.
After I closed, we went back to my place and did every dirty thing you could imagine. Honestly, he was pretty amazing, and I fell asleep with a happy, satisfied smile on my face.