This is my first go at writing erotica in a story setting, and definitely my first time post it… so be gentle with me ;)
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I took a moment to compose myself before I knocked on the door. This meeting had been a long time coming, and although I was excited, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. What if the spark just wasn’t there in person? What if, despite all the things we had said to each other, we just didn’t fit, didn’t work together? What if you took one look at me in real life and made a break for the window?
I fussed my hair a little bit, adjusted my cleavage, and tried to put on my best, alluring, absolutely not freaked out face. I knocked on the door.
You opened the door, looking slightly flustered yourself, and gave me an awkward as you stepped aside to let me into the room. After you closed the door, we looked at each for a moment, smiling, looking down our hands, chuckling nervously. Then I lifted my gaze, our eyes met, and it suddenly didn’t seem so funny anymore.