She had it all, man.
Aside from being just a perfect match in every way for me, Chrissy was just insane when it came to the sex we had. We hooked up on our first date, just a couple of hours after meeting up for drinks. We went back to her place and had that awkward first-time-with-a-new-partner sex and I rolled out for the evening. But I couldn’t stop thinking about her, and the more I thought, the more I liked what was happening. It was supposed to be a fling. It was supposed to just be a thing where I could be casual and we could get it on a couple times a week or so and then we’d go our separate ways.
I fell for her hard. She fell for me. We spent six absolutely incredible months together, until I fucked it up beyond repair a year ago. But man, those six months when we had each other, in the middle of the craziest time in living memory. I relive those moments every hour of every day. Not just the sexy ones, but the sweet ones, the emotional ones. But I’m posting this here, so of course this story is going to be about one of those extremely incredible naked times. I’ll start with one of my favorite memories.