Two years ago, I met a beautiful, tall redhead with wavy hair on Tinder. We started chatting, and realized we live only a few blocks from each other, so we decided to meet up and go for a walk on that beautiful early fall evening.
At the time, I had a pretty swank bachelor pad, walking distance from downtown that my girlfriend had helped me decorate. We had been in an open relationship for about half a year at that point (and still are), but I hadn’t met her kids yet, so opportunities for sex were sporadic.
I grab a bottle of red wine, and head towards her place to meet up halfway. She’s stunning in a pretty sundress, with nice curves (but not fat). We greet each other with a hug, then start our walk to a local park.
We’re chatting, and I point out my place on our way by. We live in a fairly hilly region, and the park is no exception. She had never been to this park – it’s a little tucked away.