[F/M] A Memorable Tinder Date

I was nervous heading into the city to meet for lunch. We had set the date, after first matching on the Friday before. There was definitely a connection there and he was absolutely gorgeous – I knew that I would be fucking him at some point during the day. On the bus ride in, I wondered whether I should’ve broken my rule of not dressing up for the first date. I didn’t know whether he would want to fuck me dressed as plain and casually as I was. No make-up, purple short shorts and a white singlet showed off my narrow waist and defined legs but I still wondered if it would be enough. I worried then that maybe he wouldn’t show up and that I’d be stood up again, but a message from him eased any concerns. He was running late, but he would definitely be there. When he finally arrived, I couldn’t suppress the smile that spread across my lips – he was just as handsome in real life as he had been online. We greeted each other with a hug and he seemed just as nervous as I felt. Did I mention his voice? Oh it sent shivers down my spine finally being able to hear him speak. Lunch flowed freely with uninterrupted conversation and laughter, but I don’t think I need to bore you with those details. Neither of us were sure on how to make the first move, so we filled in time by heading down to the botanic gardens. And I’m not sure how good of an idea that was, because it was absolutely packed with boot campers despite it being Wednesday midday.