So a few months ago, I met this girl, Chloe, on tinder and we got a drink together. She’s cute, about two years out of college, your typical “working my first corporate job in the big city” type. She’s short, about 5’3, dyed dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, proportional and perky tits. I’m about ten years older than she is, and she admitted a preference for older men, which… hey, I certainly can’t complain about. We had fun but I didn’t see us dating, so afterward I sent her a message that it was fun hanging out but just wanted to be clear I didn’t see it going anywhere. She said she’d felt the same way, but she’d had fun meeting me. No big deal.
About two weeks later, I see her again at a bar. She’s out with some girlfriends and looking cute – short skirt, tight sweater. I buy her a drink to show her there are no hard feelings and she appreciates it. I go back to my friends.