2 years ago I (17F then, 19F now) met this guy (19M then, 21M now) in my city on Tinder. He was intelligent, funny, thoughtful, and not to mention extremely hot. 6ft tall, sun kissed skin, strong jawline and facial features, long and frizzy yet extremely soft hair, thin yet strong, with a slight south African accent. We talked for a couple of months, sharing kisses and intimate times, but eventually I broke things off. We have kept in touch occasionally since then, but a couple of weeks ago we reconnected and started talking.
Last Friday we spent the afternoon having a sesh in his car, catching up on our lives and talking about anything and everything. The following day I invited him to a car meet, and he accepted.
I picked him up and we went to the event, keeping quite a platonic air. Afterwards we headed to his house, hopped in his car and found an empty parking lot. We smoked and had some good conversation, although I spent most of the time admiring his face and his lips moving, trying to remember what it felt like to kiss him years ago. I remember he was a soft yet passionate kisser, but I highly underestimated just how electric it would be.