Sooooo, the second time we met up.
First time is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c1dqdy/i_had_four_firsts_in_the_same_night/). (Pun intended)
This time, it was quite late. We just hugged when we saw each other, it didn’t feel right to kiss him right away even though he certainly would have been up.
He sorted his stuff out, since he had just gotten home from training. He asked me how the traffic was (I live 2,5 hours away) and if I was hungry. We sat outside for a while, basically catching up, because we don’t like texting very much, which always gives us something to talk about. Then went to his kitchen, I sat down and he got to cooking, giving me stuff to chop in the meantime. He made cocktails again, but only two.
After some talking and joking around, he put a hand on my chair and finally leaned in for a kiss. I immediately complied, I was longing for him and felt my lower abdomen contract full of desire. I touched his face with my left hand and kissed him slowly and sensually, while he started using his tongue and touching me all over. My breathing got louder and I whispered ” I thought you wanted to cook”, with no intention to stop kissing him whatsoever. He stopped suddenly, frustrating me.