The memory of a night that is still quite vivid in my mind, so maybe you can have your fun with it, too.
I’ve known him for a while. We have some friends in common, that’s how I got to meet him. We’ve had on and off contact since March, mostly communicating over texting and occasional calls, as we live in different cities. We enjoy talking, we have a similar kind of humour and I like the way he looks at the world. Apart from that, we have spent some fun nights together on the few occasions when we met, so there is some chemistry, may it be friendship or something more, it doesn’t really matter here.
For the record: I am 24 (looking much younger though), 5.4ft, dark blonde long hair. I’m slender, so no huge tits, but nice shape and I’ve been told that I got a nice ass. I made a trip in the beginning of June to the city where he lives because I had a job interview there, so naturally, he invited me to stay at his place for a few days. He went to work during the day, so I could focus on the interview, do some sport and visit other friends I have in that area while he was gone. In the afternoon he’d come back, cook for me (I offered my help, but he said he enjoys cooking, especially if it is for someone else), so I’d just hang around and have some wine or beer while he’d prepare the food, listening to music together and talking random stuff.