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I turned the warm, wet shower knob off. I wiped my eyes from water falling down from my clean hair. I stepped out of the shower through a dense cloud of steam to grab my towel. My butt shook a bit to the Bruno Mars playing in the background. As I dried off I couldn't help but to smile thinking of the date I was going on in less than an hour away.
David and I decided to meet up at a local restaurant that was without question the hot spot in town. Quite the bold decision suggested on my part.
My body was carefully manicured assuming what was also around the corner. I methodically shaved every hair from my waste down to my upper thighs. I even sat down in the hot shower and opened up my legs to delicately shave by balls and ass area. Even further beyond my normal routine, I had found a bottle of exfoliate from my ex and decided to smooth out my whole body after shaving it clean. I was the smoothest I had ever felt, to the point it began to turn myself on when I felt around my lower area.
This wasn't a side of me I had ever experienced in wanting to impress someone so emphatically. I was normally such a go-with-the-flow type person, but David was bringing something new out of me. Overall, it took me a solid hour to get ready for David when I typically took 5-minutes.
As I danced both excitedly and nervously thinking about the possibilities of what was next with David, I stared into the hand-wiped mirror smiling how much had changed over the course of 1-year.
My focus and obsession was with in essence a stranger who I serendipitously met fixing my sore body. I still barely knew David, but I couldn't stop thinking of him. I had never felt istanbul travesti a crush with this much meaning and depth.
My brain would visually picture David sitting on his kitchen counter without a shirt on. I could see him close up opening his mouth filled with tequila coming to kiss me. I could smell his skin. I could taste his tongue. I remained impressed with his perfect bead head hair. All of it was so real in my memory - like nothing I had ever memorized before.
All of these thoughts actually helped me validate why I was obsessed with seeing David again which really helped ease my nervousness. The whole mission and date seemingly had a clear purpose, which David also acknowledged.
All of this foundational confidence still had my hands clammy and a bit shaky as I waited for my ride to the restaurant.
Upon arriving, of course I ran into former colleagues while looking for David. They could have been speaking any language at this point because I did not hear one word they said.
I found a seat at the bar and ordered a dirty martini while I waited. As I ate one of the cold, salty olives, I did my best impression of looking confident and casual while surveying the restaurant and bar looking for David.
It doesn't take long for a good martini to slide down. As I waved to the bartender to hit repeat on that order, I heard from the background, "make that two, please."
I smiled and turned my head to find David walking towards me.
Without having a second to process, I stood up and latched onto David for a bone-crushing tight hug. My excitement picked up David off his feet as my insides exploded with happiness.
Both istanbul travestileri of our faces flush with nervousness and excitement mashed up, we pulled back and just looked at each other.
Tears welled up as I was speechless staring into his dark, squinting eyes.
His eyes closed as he moved his head to whisper into my ear, "there you are."
He grabbed onto me again tighter with, "I truly thought I'd never see you again, Morgan."
Tears escaped my closed eyes as I couldn't even move while he held me tight.
He finally released, I wiped my eyes and I quietly went to his ear with, "Well we're here together again - everything happens for a reason."
His head bobbed up and down in agreement as we finally pulled away from each other and sat down at the bar.
The bartender showed up upon cue and we both smiled and grabbed our drinks to cheers. I raised my drink while looking at him center to his olive-shaped eyes and quietly mouthed, "Here's to next chapters, David."
"To new beginnings, Morgan."
We both gulped down a meaningful portion of our frosted glasses and just continued to smile staring at each other.
Within minutes of this smile stare down, there definitely began a bit of an awkward dance with neither of us knowing where to begin with the conversation.
Thankfully, the bartender broke up the uncoordinated stumble with getting us to order food. We decided to sit at the bar and order small plates for the hours ahead.
The night was the perfect runway to remind me of this chemistry between David and myself. We sidestepped anything sexual for the first half of the dinner with talk of travesti istanbul politics, school, pets, family and friends.
As I order my fourth martini, things definitely began to open up with our connection.
"I'm still amazed I let you fuck me, Morgan."
My blurry, buzzed laugh responded with, "Oh yeah, well you took my damn virginity, mister magic hands", as my hand firmly grabbed onto his legs.
I nudged up to his ear and quietly added, "But here is the million dollar question, David. Did you love having me fuck you deep and hard?"
His hand grabbed my hand on top of his leg and firmly squeezed, turned into my ear with, "Fucking loved it, Morgan - I can't stop thinking about your sweaty body pumping me with that perfect cock of yours."
My hand slid up his jeans to his full, warm crotch and outlined his thick penis with my finger. I went back to his ear with, "Ditto you fucking stud - I need you to fill me up tonight."
Now his hand raced up into my crotch and squeezed while looking at me with deep, sexy eyes and quietly mouthed, "So who's first?"
We both immediately smiled as I raised my hand to signal to the bartender, "Check please."
As I returned to his eyes, gravity did its job and pulled us in for an open mouth kiss. Without one fuck of the possibility of the whole restaurant and world watching, my body exploded with feelings as we sat there at the bar staring and kissing one another.
As I demanded to pay the bill and we proceeded to walk out of the restaurant holding hands, David leans over to me and loudly whispers, "Since you paid my lover, you can decided who goes first."
I did my best impression of sexy and smiled back with, "I need your tongue and cock inside this hungry ass of yours now", as I whispered back into this ear.
I also proceeded to bite decently hard on his ear lobe and I slapped his ass.
The night was about to begin.