This is my first submission so all constructive criticism is more than welcome.
Thank you to my best friend, sister, and the best editor a girl could ask for ivy99sunshine.
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Just as I suspected. Another text from a guy saying "You are nice but...I'm just letting you know that I am seeing someone." Like I give a shit. I wasn't upset in the least because Jake's dick was the size of my middle finger. But I was nice and wanted to get to know him as a person so I gave him a chance. We ended up not having sex, thank God.
It's Thursday, two days before the 4th of July and I am getting ready for another night of watching Mad Men and eating ice cream covered in chocolate syrup. Yummy for now but I feel guilty after spending almost two hours in the gym this morning. As I'm watching TV I decide to scroll through my messages from the dating website I have been on for a few weeks. I've managed to give three guys my number this week and two of them ended up being dicks. The other one I just haven't heard from.
"Why the fuck do I keep doing this to myself?"
It's because it's been almost two years since I have felt anything close to real sex. Two years since I have felt an emotional connection with my partner. Two years since I have enjoyed the experience. But then again, who needs dick when you have an 80 dollar vibrator (her name is Kendra) with 15 different speeds and vibration settings? "I'm good." My phone vibrates and I dread even looking at it.
Speaking of beautiful, how's your day panning out? ;-)
Germany. He and I have seen each other at the gym a few times, and he found me on that God-awful dating website. I asked him for his number and he just happens to be the person I haven't heard from. I have to admit that his text did make me smile a bit. "Quit that shit, Haiti." I tell myself. I send him a text back telling him how sweet he is and ask him how his day went. .
Germany: im trying to figure out what im going to do tonight since I don't have to work tomorrow
Me: you should treat yourself to dinner and a drink! im awful with ideas lol
Germany: I think its a great idea. I like the way you think, Id even say you should join me if its not too short of notice ;-)
Did he just ask me on a date?
Well Haiti, what exactly do you have to lose here? If you have a terrible time you can always just go back home and Kendra will be there to take all of the pain away. Okay. I'll go.
As 8 o'clock comes around I find myself parking next to a hole in the wall bar. I pull out my phone and send the text. Here goes nothing.
Me: im here
Out he walks with a perfectly fit grey shirt and jeans on. I look into his eyes. Wait...are they grey or blue? Fuck, they are beautiful. I give him a hug and the smell of him takes over my whole body.
Damn he smells good...
We walk in, have a seat, and order our drinks. We both pack cigarettes; I light one and take a drag and stare as he lights up.
His pink lips...so plump...
His hair...his beard...both a salt and pepper color...
His neck looks so delicious...
Oh my God...I'm getting wet.
As the night goes on I start to get to know Germany more and more. I like him. His personality is great. He makes me laugh. A few drinks in and sex becomes the topic. The jack and coke are making words come out of my mouth that should only be said in private.