Could this be real? Last night I hardly slept. Going over my message thread again and again. I’ve looked for a long time assuming this was all novelty.

My hands shake as I text “I’m here” to Piper, (a fake name), with the familiar blonde bitmoji that had taken over my Snapchat for days. I saw her pictures. She sent me a short video too. As a toddler dad who WFH I have trouble taking any time or doing anything for myself.

A small spike of anxiety strikes my chest as the message is opened and the “typing” icon appears.

“😛 come to the door” That was her favorite emoji because it reminded her of the Pokémon, lickitung, which we joked was apt for how I met her.

One last deep breath to steady my resolve. As I exit my car and walk to the door of her typical suburban apartment complex. A short pinkish blonde figure appears behind the tinted glass door and opens it.

In an instant my anxiety flips from nervousness to excitement. Piper looks exactly like her pictures, smiling in the doorway waving to me. Unassuming and cute. Her hair pulled up and wearing Heather grey yoga pants with a pink quarter zip pullover

We hug and make some small talk on the short walk to her apartment. She liked the restaurant I recommended and appreciates the info since she’s relatively new to this part of the suburbs. I begin to get aroused subtly checking out her butt as she leads me down the hall and up a flight of stairs amidst a trail of light sandalwood and sweet fragrance from her beauty products.

Her roommate is at work and she took the day to WFH. Typical mid 20s apartment filled with ikea furniture and decor from Target. She gestured me to the couch and walked to the kitchen where she took out two water bottles and offered me one… but I nervously declined. My heart beating in my throat and my stomach in knots.

She correctly guessed that I was still a little wound up and said “let’s fix that” and pulled her sweater up and over her head and took my breath away. My mouth dropped for the slow revealing of her “sexy” bra we had talked about…that doesn’t get enough use for what she paid for it… Quite a welcome surprise. My eyes feasted on the sheer white lace cups as she fixed her hair again before taking her preferred position between my knees.

In our first message she told me she hates when men try to mansplain their BJs. She was recently single and her ex did all the inconsiderate things like pushing her head and thrusting without warning. I was told to sit back, put my hands behind my head, and let her prove herself. Boy did she! I won’t go into specifics but she enjoyed the freedom she had and I certainly benefited.

We finished neatly, as discussed, and after a minute to collect myself she led me to the door. Our arrangement was to be one and done but I’ve never forgotten her and our time

To appease the auto mod here’s a description of me. I’ve got a slim-athletic frame, average height, and handsome in a nerdy Adam Scott kind of way. I look like (and could be) your neighbor.

Thank you for reading and I hope you’re intrigued. You should let me know how we can make this happen and have a memorable time ourselves 😘