Shelly
I know I’m only twenty-three, but I want something serious—someone serious—not just another guy playing the field, wanting a pretty girl. When I found the app that doesn’t let you choose who you talk to based on a photo of them, I thought it was the best way to go about it. And it seemed to work.
I’ve been talking with Hayden for three months now, and I can’t wait to meet him. I really hope he’s just as great as he seems online, because I think I might just be in love with him. So, imagine my surprise when I’m led to a table to meet Hayden, only to find a gorgeous blonde woman sitting there rather than a man. Nothing can happen between us right?
Except the connection I felt online is still there as we talk after we agree to just have a meal together rather than call it a date. And somehow, not talking to Hayden anymore, doesn’t feel right. What’s the harm in going on one date? It can’t possibly be any worse than dates with some of the guys I’ve gone out with. She’s beautiful and we have a better connection than I’ve ever had with any guy—not to mention I can’t stop thinking about kissing her—and a little bit more.
Being with her is unlike anything else and I can’t deny I want more, especially when we go to a private club and she takes complete control of me, showing me everything, I need and want in my life. Starting and ending with her.
Hayden
At twenty-five I’m tired of playing the field, trying to find someone I both like and want. So, I decided to take one of them off the table so to say and signed up for a dating app where you don’t get to see what the other person looks like. The moment I saw Shelly’s profile something just told me to go for it. I’ve never been shy in a relationship, so I reached out and we started talking—and haven’t stopped for the past three months.
I didn’t want to rush it, worried that if I suggested we meet too quickly that I’d scare Shelly away. Everything within how she communicated told me she was shy and hesitant, but she also wanted something more than just flirtation and hooking up, even if she is younger than me. That doesn'''t bother me at all, so I take my time, falling more and more for her, until I can’t stand not meeting her in person.
I saw her before she even came into the restaurant, more gorgeous than I ever hoped, and everything fell into place—until I realized that she was expecting me to be a guy. I somehow forgot that the app allowed users to look for both genders and stupidly, or perhaps it was just by a stroke of fate, I never actually mentioned I was a girl. I don’t want her to run off though, so I suggest we just have a meal together. All throughout it I know she’s the one, I just need another chance to make her see it too. So, I suggest we go on one date, no hard feelings either way if she chooses not to, so I don’t scare her away completely.
Being with her is unlike anything I ever experienced, and it just makes me want more, want all of her, to indulge in all of my desires. And when we get invited to a private club, my girl gives me everything I’ve ever wanted and so much more. My life is so much better with her in it and I won’t give her up easily now—never sounds about right.
With strong language, d/s sex, kinky public enjoyment, mentions of FFF scenarios, and a HEA, this short story of approximately 21,500 words is intended for an adult audience and may include subjects that are sensitive to some readers.
I know I’m only twenty-three, but I want something serious—someone serious—not just another guy playing the field, wanting a pretty girl. When I found the app that doesn’t let you choose who you talk to based on a photo of them, I thought it was the best way to go about it. And it seemed to work.
I’ve been talking with Hayden for three months now, and I can’t wait to meet him. I really hope he’s just as great as he seems online, because I think I might just be in love with him. So, imagine my surprise when I’m led to a table to meet Hayden, only to find a gorgeous blonde woman sitting there rather than a man. Nothing can happen between us right?
Except the connection I felt online is still there as we talk after we agree to just have a meal together rather than call it a date. And somehow, not talking to Hayden anymore, doesn’t feel right. What’s the harm in going on one date? It can’t possibly be any worse than dates with some of the guys I’ve gone out with. She’s beautiful and we have a better connection than I’ve ever had with any guy—not to mention I can’t stop thinking about kissing her—and a little bit more.
Being with her is unlike anything else and I can’t deny I want more, especially when we go to a private club and she takes complete control of me, showing me everything, I need and want in my life. Starting and ending with her.
Hayden
At twenty-five I’m tired of playing the field, trying to find someone I both like and want. So, I decided to take one of them off the table so to say and signed up for a dating app where you don’t get to see what the other person looks like. The moment I saw Shelly’s profile something just told me to go for it. I’ve never been shy in a relationship, so I reached out and we started talking—and haven’t stopped for the past three months.
I didn’t want to rush it, worried that if I suggested we meet too quickly that I’d scare Shelly away. Everything within how she communicated told me she was shy and hesitant, but she also wanted something more than just flirtation and hooking up, even if she is younger than me. That doesn'''t bother me at all, so I take my time, falling more and more for her, until I can’t stand not meeting her in person.
I saw her before she even came into the restaurant, more gorgeous than I ever hoped, and everything fell into place—until I realized that she was expecting me to be a guy. I somehow forgot that the app allowed users to look for both genders and stupidly, or perhaps it was just by a stroke of fate, I never actually mentioned I was a girl. I don’t want her to run off though, so I suggest we just have a meal together. All throughout it I know she’s the one, I just need another chance to make her see it too. So, I suggest we go on one date, no hard feelings either way if she chooses not to, so I don’t scare her away completely.
Being with her is unlike anything I ever experienced, and it just makes me want more, want all of her, to indulge in all of my desires. And when we get invited to a private club, my girl gives me everything I’ve ever wanted and so much more. My life is so much better with her in it and I won’t give her up easily now—never sounds about right.
With strong language, d/s sex, kinky public enjoyment, mentions of FFF scenarios, and a HEA, this short story of approximately 21,500 words is intended for an adult audience and may include subjects that are sensitive to some readers.
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