As predicted, when she finally met the guy, he was everything he had promised to be, and more. Nerves got the better of her, and she reached for the red wine again.
At the end of the date, 2 bottles of red wine down and feeling rather worse for wear, she didn’t say no when he invited her back to his flat. A flat where everything was white, including a beautiful white suede sofa.
After the meal, I realized I forgot my wallet, and they didn't take the card that she had on her.
But, despite what seemed all positive on the surface, he wasn’t great at suggesting another date, so instead of waiting around and doubting myself, I just asked him outright whether he was keen on seeing me again. The point is, we could have continued politely messaging for god knows how long if I hadn’t had the balls to just ask.
(Yes, this is going where you think it’s going.) Things got a bit steamy on the sofa, and the rather drunk girl went to give her date a blow job. remember there’s always someone out there with a worse story!
She placed her lips around his cock, her gag reflex kicked in, and she projectile vomited all over her date, and his immaculate sofa.
I wasn't thinking about how some networks are loose with their timings, so some programs spill into other programs' time slots.
Turns out there was some soft-core porn before one of the movies I recorded and of course that was the one she chose to watch.