My girlfriend and I just broke up right before summer break and after being in love for so long and not really having any excitement, I wanted to get away from it all. I started talking to you about my problems and you suggested I go see you. Seeing as I always wanted to go to New York this seemed fun. School ended, summer came and I ended up on a flight to New York. I call you up and we decide to meet for lunch at a place across from my hotel.
Your boyfriend doesn't like the idea at all you to get into a fight about it. He thinks the worst about it and is scared that more will happen then lunch. The next day we're supposed to meet for lunch at the café. I look down from my hotel room on the 20th floor, I decided to get the presidential suite, to the café and notice there is a mattress on the roof for some reason, your mind starts to wander and wonders if someone lives up there or something. You soon realize it's almost time to leave and get ready. I put on a tight tee shirt and jeans and put on a dab of Burberry Brit. I head down to the café and wait for you.
You show up soon thereafter in a hot tube top and mini skirt. My mind wanders and my dick twitches from your looks and my thoughts. You sit down and we order our food. You start to tell me about how you boyfriend is being a dick about this whole thing, and you say maybe I should just cheat on him, to prove him right. I keep a strait face but think here is my chance, I've thought about doing this for so long. Our food arrives and you start to eat. I decide it's now or never, and put my hand under the table on your knee and start rubbing.