A few weeks later...

After a few more weeks of exchanging messages, sharing erotica and getting to know each other, it's time to take the plunge. Slowly, slowly.

An offer is made to meet at a local pub as we are both within 5 miles of each other, no expectations, no pressure.

Offer accepted, tomorrow we meet.

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Tomorrow comes and the nerves really start to kick in! Should I actually go ahead with this? What if it goes south somehow or we don't get along...gahhhhh! Anxiety is real!

I arrive at the pub 20 minutes earlier than expected and find a nice quiet corner where we wont be disturbed and drop him a message to let him know i'm there, photo attached of the table so he can find me.

12 minutes later, a guy walks through the door and turns towards my table. It's him, I know it is. He smiles, I stand to greet him.

"Hi! How're you?" I ask gingerly, to which he replies "Good, nice to meet you finally! What do you want to drink?" he asks.

"Just a coke for me please, I don't really drink" I reply.

A few minutes later he returns with drinks and takes a seat next to me. Never felt so awkward, how do I start conversation, the overthinking begins. We get the formalities out the way, just generally getting to know each other better.

He pulls out his phone and shows me an erotica story he's started reading recently, one I recognised very well as I'd read it before, one of my favourites no less, it was at this point that it was concrete that our kinks and interests really did align.

As we finished of our drinks he asked "My place is empty for the next 4-5 hours. Fancy coming over? Strictly no pressure or strings attached. Your pace." I pondered this for a moment, in all fairness I had nowhere to be for the next 2-3 hours anyways. Fuck it!

"Sure, let's get out of here" I replied.

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We left the pub and he told me it was only a short walk to his place so we left on foot.

As we arrived he greeted me into his home, which was your standard family home, he drew the curtains closed in the living room and put a lamp on and told me to get comfortable and take a seat on the sofa, which I did.

"Tea or Coffee?" he shouted from the next room, presumably the kitchen.

"Tea please, 1 sugar" I replied.

3-4 minutes later he joined me, placing the hot mugs down on the table in front of us, grabbing the TV remote and switching it on.

"So, what shall we watch?" he asked, to which I quickly replied "Surprise me"

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