Do you want to spin me around?

This post is going to be for someone wanting to find their special romance but simply can't settle for vanilla...

If I close my eyes, I can picture what our first date would be like if we met today. It’s fall, still early enough where the sun warms your body but chilly enough that when the wind brushes against your face it sends a shiver down your spine. The perfect day for a walk but I was stuck inside all day working. My job is stressful but I’m successful and worked really hard to get to this point in my life. I put on a dress with a pumpkin-adorning pattern that accentuates my curves. I slip on a pair of black boots and choose the perfect matching handbag. I keep my hair down, my long red tresses secured back with a headband.

We plan to meet for coffee and venture to the bookstore. I choose a local coffee shop that had seasonal drinks advertised because what better way to embrace fall? I’m supposed to meet you inside. When I get there, it takes a moment to find you but then our eyes meet and my heart starts beating excruciatingly fast. I can’t tell by looking at you, but so is yours. We’ve talked about this moment and now it’s finally happening. Your smile meets my own and you walk over to me, hoping this goes well.

I told you about the nutty-flavored latte I was wanting to try and you arrived early to make sure I didn’t have to wait. A moment later, the barista calls out our order and it’s the perfect way to break the ice. “How’s your drink?” I ask. Nodding, you hold it up and say “it’s good”. You were too nervous to actually taste the drink and burned your mouth a little but hardly notice.

You ask me how my drink is in return. “It’s wonderful. I could picture you making this for me in the mornings.” I say, still nervous but remembering the hours of conversations we had found ourselves lost in before meeting. You relax a little bit and respond “I would love to. I guess I’ll have to learn.”

As we walk to the bookstore, we start talking like we had so many times into the late nights. Your hand meets my own and you bravely link your fingers into mine. My body feels like it’s melting, loving the way your skin feels on me. You squeeze a little tighter, your body’s response mirroring my own.

You open the door for me as we head into the bookstore. There is only one area we go for: the fantasy section. I point out some of the books I’ve read and you do the same. We read the back covers looking for one we can enjoy together, critiquing everything until we find something we both are excited for.

As we leave the store, everything feels effortless. We don’t want the night to end just yet so decide to walk through the park on the way back. We sit on a bench and watch as the sun begins to settle and the wildlife goes quiet. Looking at you, I can’t resist and move in to kiss you. You lean in and our lips touch. Soft kissing turns into a passionate battle of our tongues. We’ve both been fantasizing about this moment for far too long and it’s better than we could’ve imagined. When we come back for air, the light has left the sky and I’m breathless. You’re breathless. “I want you to be MINE” I whisper. You respond: “I thought I already was”.

If words like this connect with you more than a list of kinks.. If you need the mental component before the physical.. If you want a best friend first and a lover second.. I hope I hear from you.