It was late afternoon of the 7th of July 2014, we had planned to meet then after talking for 3 days or so now. He had asked me to wait at his local McDonald's'. As I arrived and parked, I texted him telling him I had arrived and moved on to sit at one of the tables. He passed by me and gestured me to come along inside the premises and order some food. The first ever words that left his mouth in this first ever meet of ours were "What do you want?" While waiting in line, he had folded a straw into a shape that looks like a spiralling flower. The first thing he had given me and up to this day I still have it kept safe with me. Once the food was ready, we proceed to walk towards his apartment.
We spoke while walking but only of matters of no importance as I find it hard to open up to new people. As we reached his room he asked if I wanted to eat first or have sex first. I recommended sex and backed up my reasoning with getting hungry after sex but honestly I was only horny and he was sexy. He agreed and we started with some light touching and kisses.
I thought it would only be fair if I expressed my slight discomfort with kissing and told him the brief story of my bad first kiss. He then taught me how to kiss and proceeded to put my lips onto his. This was the very exact moment that I fell in love. In this moment where our lips fit together, I remember thinking about how I've had many men to bed but never one of them had kissed me in such a way and made me feel like this couldn't be more right than it already was. As we got undress I remember him grunting about how he hates taking his pants off during sex because he tries so much to be sexy and the pants being hard to take off just ruins all that.