One of the people I’ve been seeing flaked on plans last-minute, so I decided to reminisce. Hope you enjoy.
Vicky was a lot of things. Boring was never one of them.
She caught my eye on Tinder. Slutty lewds and married to boot. We matched and chatted. They were newly open and she wanted to explore.
We met for drinks. Swapped stories. I learned she had her own personal glow-up during quarantine and wanted more attention than she had been getting. This was her first Tinder date, ever. She tried to play it cool.
We met twice more. Conversations got increasingly flirty. She showed me lewds she took for her husband. I told her about my slutty adventures. She was getting curious.
I met her husband. Took her on a drive. We kissed. It had been over half a decade since her last first kiss (she was a good kisser). She started to lose control.