I was at a house party after a night at the local pub. I was out on the balcony having a cigarette when I saw a good friend's car pull up in the carpark. I saw 3 guys get out of the car. They came up the stairs and I walked over to them to say hello to my friend - however, he was not there. It was 2 of his friends that I knew, and another male who I'd never seen before. I walked up to them and said hello to the two friend I knew, and gave their unknown friend a hug and introduced myself. My first thought might I add, was that this was by far the sexiest, fittest guy I have ever laid eyes on. He was taller than me, tan skin, brown hair, brown eyes, muscly, fit and just overall gorgeous. As the night went on, I saw him a few times from across the room. Not once did we share any eye contact or communication. To me - he was not interested what so ever. I was happy to admire him from a far, as he was way out of my league.
The next day I woke up and was sitting on the lounge. I checked my phone and had a Facebook message from this gorgeous unknown friend (NK) that read "Really good to meet you last night. How was the rest of your night". I replied back and we shared some small talk - I was really confused by this as he showed no interest in even being friends last night. After we got chatting he asked "Are you free to come over this afternoon?" Now I was VERY confused. Why is he asking me to come over when he didn't even talk to me? I had a fair idea I knew why he wanted me to go over - there would be no other reason. But it didn't make sense.
He was a typically extremely good looking, fit, footballer - who wanted me, a short, chubby no body to come over to his house. Was this a joke? Was I being laughed at behind the scenes without me knowing? I had no idea. This is not something I'd normally do. So I continued the conversation, and asked him what he had planned. He responded with "I can think of plenty of things we can do, but most of them I want to do to you ;)". I was very intrigued, but also very weary. I had always been very conscious about my weight and couldn't think of anything worse than getting undressed in front of a totally hot stranger.
I was hesitant and asked him if we could perhaps wait until later - that I could come over tonight when it was dark. He knew what I was worried about straight away. He reassured me that I didn't need to worry, and that he didn't want to wait to see me. He did however agree to watch a movie with me and see how we go as he didn't want me to feel uncomfortable. I reluctantly agreed.
I headed over to his house. I don't even thing butterflies describe the way I was feeling. I felt pure sick. I still didn't know what was happening. Why me? Nothing made sense. I messaged him to let him know I was out the front and he told me to come to the door. I made my way along the foot path and reached the door where he was standing. He opened the door and gestured for me to come inside, before directing me through a door into his bedroom where he closed the door behind us. He invited me to lay on his bed with him. As I put my bag down on the floor near the door, he sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed my waist as I walked towards him. The sexual tension between us was intense immediately. He pulled me onto his lap with my knees resting on the bed beside his thighs. He slowly took my jacket off and began slowly rubbing my arms. He reached his head up and kissed me gently before slowly putting his hands up my top to touch my boobs. He reached down to lift my top up - which I grabbed to pull back down. He stopped me, looked me in the eyes and said "You have no reason to feel uncomfortable. I am insanely attracted to you - everything about you. This is what I want."
