You read an interesting story, written by me, on the web page and start to feel a bit impressed, even excited. I have typed my e-mail address in the end of the page and you decide to contact, after all, you have nothing to lose. I can notice that you have spent some time composing the mail and you seem to be quite a fascinating lady. The attached picture is also gorgeous and I reply immediately. Almost daily I receive new mail and you appear to be very tempting Miss. I suggest a date face to face some time and remain expecting you answer. Next evening a broad smile appears on my face while reading your favorable answer. Therefore, we make a date for the next weekend at a cozy cafΓ© at the Center.
After getting to know along coffee, I start to feel quite a bit fascinated to your tasteful figure and twinkle in the corner of your eye. Fortunately, we are supposed to meet again in the evening. Both of us were planning to go to nearby nightclub with our friends, so probably we will hit together there.
Then, later in the evening, while I am encircling with my friends I recognize you on the dance floor. I finish my beer at the counter and while encouraged by the first of the evening I aim to you. When passing by, I slightly touch your stiff butt. After turning around you cannot notice me. I wait a moment and then move back close to you. I come behind you and note in a little while how you slowly move towards me. Eventually your backside moves, in the rhythm of the music, right in front of me. I place my hands on your hips, at the same time you turn your head and I can see from your look that finally you have identified me. You move your hands on mine and hold them tightly on your body. Gradually you nestle against me and my hands start to caress your hips and rear. I can see that you like it and gently I kiss your neck and snap your earlap. We dance there close together for some time.
I ask, if you wish something to drink and you answer in affirmative. I take you by the hand and we move over the counter, where I order the drinks. We go through light discussion sitting by the table, kissing every now and then and brushing each other. At some time comes out that my flat is only few miles away. Then I notice how music changes to slow and I invite you to dance. You approve smiling and we move back to the dance floor. I embrace you with my hands and you let your cheek rest on my shoulder. I do the same and we give ourselves up to the rhythm of music. When the song nears its end, you lift your glance slowly and I drown to your beautiful eyes. Slowly our lips get closer and eventually they meet accomplishing gentle, sensitive kiss. At the same time, I sense you nestling tighter against me.