I started walking through the park, a little anxious but somewhat at ease. I try not to think too much. It’s just my average hike. Then in my corner view, I see it. A beautiful job. One that makes your heart drop. I feel anxious and excited as I mentally prepare to approach her. I can’t take my eyes off her sweet buttocks, bursting out of her black stockings. I love you. I want to feel inside her.

I can already feel the excuses piling up in my head: “She looks mean,” “She probably doesn’t like me.” I feel myself backing away, losing my focus on her, a momentary gratification. “No!” I decide, “Damn, I get closer.” My feet begin to move towards her, in my mind I already see the complete script. Even before the initial “Hello”, I know I’m taking a chance. It feels good.

“Hello” I said confidently.

The girl turned slowly, her face strangely at ease. The spotlight is on me now.

“Don’t worry, I’m not a rapist. I’m not here to kill you” I said eagerly with a fake smile.

A short break in the air. “That’s good …” he said, not understanding.

Relief.

I handled the small talk as usual, “Just be honest and show no emotions,” I repeated in my head.

“What is your name?” I asked.

“Kasey” she replied, smiling.

“Awesome. My name is Robby. Let’s go for a walk.”

“The way to my house was not very far” I thought. She didn’t hesitate much either.

We stopped in a small alley in the middle of my house. It was strangely romantic when I lit her cigarette and she lit mine. She leaned her back against the wall of the empty alley. She was smaller than I thought, around 5’3. I climbed my body over her and pinned her against the wall, emphasizing her small stature next to mine. We stayed like this for a minute. We stayed warm.

“I don’t do this with everyone,” I said softly.

“You know you don’t have to lie do you?”

“I … true”

“Kasey?”

“Yes?”

“There’s something special about the way you smoke,” I suggested, intrigued.

She seemed unfazed, “What do you mean?”

“You look so calm, so at ease. However, when you let the smoke out, it’s if time slows down, I can’t put my finger around it. You’re also very relaxed right now. Aren’t you scared of me?”

His eyes looked deeply into mine. “What do I have to be afraid of?” she laughed.

I felt somewhat unpleasant, a little unsatisfied. There was something special about her, she is not a normal girl.

Still holding her against the wall. Our faces less than a few inches apart, eyes closed, nothing but the sound of cars to fill the silence. I was attracted to her, her scent is what caught my attention, her lips are what captivated her. I leaned in to kiss her. I felt a slight disappointment when it reached her cheek. It doesn’t matter, she will come.

“Anything else I should know about you?” I asked with my eyebrow raised in dis-contempt.

“You are not sleeping with me tonight.”

“I … I …”

“Shhh, don’t worry, I like you. Let’s keep walking”

“Um, yeah. Sure. Anyway, let’s go over to my place, I want us to share a glass of wine.”

She nodded accordingly, I smiled.

I felt environmental anxiety when we approached my house, as if I had a task and knew what to do. My house is a small apartment where I live alone. I smiled when we passed a closed nightclub where I normally take girls to my house for a night of love, I could swear I was surprised to smile and he smiled back, as if he had completely read my mind. I’m not used to reacting emotionally to women I am attracted to, something about her is wrong, but in a way that I like. It’s as if every aspect of her, from her smell to the way she walks, is special.

“I’m kind of a loner,” I told her, not caring about her reaction.

“Me too. I think a person can only be at peace once they feel comfortable with their own company.” I was impressed.

He did not know if he would agree to enter a stranger’s house. Excitement overshadowed my anxiety. holding her hand, her lingering scent – a strong perfume mixed with the soft scent of her body. It felt good. We stopped on the stairs of the humble building. There is some tension in the air as we wait for the elevator to reach my floor. A feeling of inevitability that encompasses all my interactions with the opposite sex. I restrain my impulses, I wanted to devastate her in the elevator. Here and now. But I trust my instinct to wait, for some reason I want this to be special.

“This is it, home sweet home.” “Home sweet home,” he smiled as I opened the door for him, then walked in. “It’s game time.”

We sat on the sofa in the living room, she was not impressed by my apartment, which disappointed me a little, I opened our bottle of wine, we looked deeply into each other’s eyes as she poured the pink liquid into our cups. I was having a great time, I knew she was too. I tried to get to know her a little better, but the tension was too strong to resist. I looked deep into her eyes again, I was attracted again, this time more than before, “close your eyes”, I whispered.

My hand gently rubbed the back of her head, I grabbed her hair deep in my clenched fist and brought her face close to mine. His lips felt incredible. She is very tender and receptive, but at certain points assertive and aggressive. I couldn’t resist such a unique cocktail of animal instincts and feminine caresses. I take off her shirt and bra, her breasts were much bigger than I thought, we went to my room and lay next to each other. I started rubbing my crotch against his thin, silky-smooth pants. “I want to sleep with you” I whispered in his ear. “Take off your pants” my voice commanded.

“Take them off yourself.” I happily pleased him.

I admired his confidence. His bed skills matched his personality.

The rest is history, I fall in love at night. It felt good.