This is a story of a hookup between me and my friends-with-benefits Charlie. I call him my “casual bae”, and we’ve hooked up a handful of times so far. Some info about Charlie: He’s an exchange student from England, at my school for the year. He’s 6’ tall and lanky, with reddish-brown hair and a smile that brightens even the gloomiest of winter days. He has a winning accent that captivated me the moment I met him (I have a huge thing for British accents). The story of how we first hooked up is actually quite weird, but I will save that for another day. Charlie and I are very open to each other with what we’re into, and we are very sexually compatible. He tends to be dominant whereas I’m more sub. This story takes place yesterday.
It’s finals week, so I hadn’t seen Charlie for a few days before this. He texted me around 11:30 AM saying that he had just gotten out of a stressful final, so I told him to come over to my room. He came in and I hugged him. He smelled amazing; I don’t know what cologne he wears, but it drives me crazy. We laid down on my bed and he pulled me close to him. We stayed curled up together for a little while, talking about his final and our schedules for the week.