We’ve only just met once.
We’re different, and similar.
The tension is mounting.
She canceled our first date. Apologized for her “flakiness.” But the truth is, she wasn’t flaky. She was responsible, considerate. (For the most part.)
I’m pushing her, hard. Trying not to “pressure” her, but, at the same time, taking her just beyond the limits of her comfort zone.
We kissed, too briefly. But that’s all. I haven’t yet pinched, nibbled, the dark nipples I’ve just now seen pictures of.
But in the mean time, I have heard her come, heard the urgency and volume of her ecstasy, welling up as if behind a dam. Damn.
And you may hear her too….
I need to adjust the microphone to hear how she orgasm!