Back in my early 20s, I spent a few months chatting a pretty Eastern European girl on a dating app. We flirted a little and shared stories about our previous sexual encounters - she knew I had a foot fetish and that I liked anal fun while I knew she was bisexual and had fucked 20+ guys. Unfortunately, she was soon in a relationship with another guy so we chatted less but remained friends online. No further sexual chats but we never lost touch. Eventually, they broke up and she requested we meet up for a coffee one evening. I finished up my work meeting, freshened myself up before leaving the office - eager to impress I suppose. . .
I arrived to the cafe first and took a seat to wait for her. . Five mins later I watched her approach - petite, lovely brown hair, and wearing her smart office attire. She embraced me with a friendly "hello" and hug before we queued for a coffee. Sipping on our coffees I couldn't help but stare as she crossed her legs and dangled one show on her toes, revealing her foot/heel which made my cock tingle a little - was this her attempt to tease me? My mind wandered about her body as she chatted about her day in the office. I wondered what panties she might be wearing under her office pants, what size bra size she wore, whether her pussy was hairy or smooth. She soon left to use the toilet and upon her return her phone beeped a few times and she said she needed to leave.
We hugged again and agreed to meet up again in the near future. Why did she leave so hasty I wondered..??? |
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A few days passed and I decided to send her a text. Thankfully she explained that she left abruptly due to "a text from her crazy ex myself". We text for a few more weeks. I then had a spare ticket to a concert so I decided to invite her (along with two other friends of mine). She jumped at the chance and thanked me for the invite. Great, this very attractive lady had accepted my "date" (or so I thought)... The night before the concert I asked was she shy/nervous to meet my friends. She laughed saying "No, not at all - it's not like a date is it? There's nothing between us is there - I didn't feel any spark when we met for coffee, did you?" . . . Slightly embarrassed and disappointed my interest would not be returned, I lied and agreed I had no feelings towards her either... onto the concert then... |
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