Oh my god .... she's looking at ME!
The other one was "attractive" if you like that "conventional attractive" look. I don't. I like something more. Someone who can express themselves clearly. Who doesn't just go with the herd. Whose eyes are sharp, making that intelligence sparkle. Whose smile smoulders, implicitly asking whether you're man enough to spend time with her.
THIS one had the eyes and smile. And a hot body tucked inside the sexiest red skirt. I was so glad I keep myself in shape and made an effort to be presentable tonight! I'm a bit older than her, but not so much that it'd be creepy.
I was dying to talk. To find a connection, to something she could laugh about. A way for me to see whether her mind matched her eyes.
But nothing. My own mind jammed. All I could think about was fucking her. I could hardly blurt that out. "Wanna fuk" isn't a brilliant start.
Aaaaaggghh .... I had to do something. Smile! Phew, was easy. And say something! Dammit, I opened my mouth and all I could utter in my Australian accent was "I'm Adam".
Cringe ... what on earth would she be thinking?
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Scottish Lust
RomanceTwo redditors, random strangers, having met online, co-write this erotic adventure. They take turns writing segments, with neither knowing where the other intends to take the story. Have a read and become part of the erotic twists and turns.
