Feeling a bit down last week, I made a Thursday-morning post full of my best/worst puns about the election in hopes of feeling a little less lonely, and gosh, it has been an interesting weekend. It's been a while since I posted a success story but if I understand the current rules, it should automatically get linked below for the curious.

I was at work when I got a response from a self-described "petite & Curvy Latina." She had actually made a post of her own in a related subreddit, but didn't have much post history aside from that. She was keen for a quick meeting, but I was busy that night, so we decided to meet the next day and grab a drink on Friday evening. We chatted on Kik and she sent me a few pictures of herself. I sent her a selfie and spent the day at work distracted and looking forward to the evening.

When evening finally came, I realized as I worked into the bar that I had never even gotten her name. Shit, I am getting sloppy at this. I also didn't know what she was wearing so I didn't know what to look for. I had seen a picture, but it was a sexy picture where she was just wearing a bathing suit and I had mostly been looking at the body rather than her face so I wasn't sure I would recognize her when I saw her. I grabbed a drink at the bar and an absurdly cute girl starts making eyes at me. Part of me thought maybe it was the girl I was there to meet because she kept making such intense eye contact. I wanted to ask, "Hi are you ____." But I didn't even know the name of the girl I was there to meet. Anyhow, I knew I wasn't going to be that lucky so I messaged her to let her know where I was. Turned out that she actually was the absurdly cute girl making eyes at me. It turned out the picture she sent me was really out of date. Now, I am pretty used to girls using out of date pictures, but this was pretty much a singular experience where she had apparently been hitting the gym hard since that picture was taken and was even better looking in person than the out of date picture I had been thinking about all day. Now gentle reader, I don't want you to think I am exaggerating. But she was an adorable sexy little package, and I assure you I was genuinely thrilled to be there with her.

We had a drink. We chatted about stuff. Then things. We hit it off well enough and eventually when I finished my drink she said, "I am done with my drink. Looks like you are done with yours." And indeed I was quite ready to be done at the bar so we headed to my place. The walk home was hot. We got a little handsy. I kissed her as soon as we got to my apartment complex. We made out in the elevator. Clothes came off pretty much as soon as we got to my apartment. She asked me to spank her. She asked me to spank her with my belt. I carried her into my bedroom, and we stayed in there until about two in the morning. I fucked her face, I fucked her, I went down on her. We covered a lot of ground. It was a hell of a night, and frankly it has all blurred together at this point. On the way out, she saw the white board on my fridge and asked if she could add an item to the to do list on it.

She wrote, "*write success story." I didn't get a lot done this weekend, but I guess I can now check that one off the to-do list.

After all of that, I slept very very well Friday night. When I woke up the next morning, I had another response. Gonna have to write another one of these.