We have checked each other for serial killer vibes and passed the test. We walk in wondering what we got ourselves into, we make some awakward insignificant small talk while not talking about the details of our lives. We down some non-alcholic drinks to fill the gaps. We wonder how this goes
I ask if I can touch you and you allow. I touch your shoulder and arm.
I ask and you allow me to hug you from behind, I wrap my arms around your torso, taking in a good sniff of your hair and peck your neck and rest my head on your shoulder. You put your hands on top of mine.
I ask if i can touch your boobs and you let me. I cup and squeeze them.
You guide my hands slowly down your body and now they are between your legs. You can feel me getting hard against you.
We help each other undress to underwear and we continue to touch, carrass and cuddle each other.
We are now both naked, our imperfect bodies in front of each other. We are now looking at each other in silence. We sit away from each other and start touching ourselves, there is an unopen condom between us which we dont touch.
We look at each other bring the self to orgasm, those eyes and the moment etched into our minds. What did we just experience?
We finalise and re-dress in silence, processing the moment and slowly switching our minds back to the unspoken trimuphs and struggles we go back to.
We part ways wishing each other well and with a firm silent hug.
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