## My first attempt at erotic writing and barely a Reddit user – using an anon account to avoid embarrassment – hoping to live out a few fantasies, and help others along the way. Let me know if you’d like to see a second chapter. Thanks for taking the time to read!
I had butterflies in my stomach. As I sat at that table, I thought I was going to throw up – “I should have had lunch.” I thought to myself.
Lunch was the last of my worries. I shouldn’t be there – I knew that it was wrong. I was in a long term relationship, as was she.
She hadn’t arrived yet – the suspense was killing me. I tried to settle my nerves, and started looking around the bar – admiring the decor, nervously looking over my shoulder and making eye contact with everyone who walked through the door. It was torture. I was usually the one who was late, they said I’d be late to my own funeral, but this time I was on-time. I had to be.