She came home after her date with Mo, giving herself some time to fix herself up a bit before meeting up with Kyle. She lied to her parents and said she was going to a friend’s house.
She left earlier than she needed to, but stopped and grabbed a coffee to wake herself up considering 10pm had turned in to 11pm since Kyle needed time to freshen up after work. If this had been any other guy, she would have bailed. Not that Kyle deserved the benefit of the doubt, though, after having ghosted her a year ago. Despite that, she knew that with Kyle, the sex would be worth the wait.
She made it to Kyle’s place just before 11pm. She walked up the driveway and around to the side entrance, and let herself in (per his instructions). He shouted “Hi” to her from another room. She barely had her boots or coat off before he entered the front hallway, grabbed her by the nape of the neck and pulled her head back, kissing her deeply. Her knees went weak, she dropped her purse, and she just melted in to him. Fuck she had missed that.
After that sexy greeting, Kyle led her in to the living room and they actually talked and caught up before fooling around. He asked how she’d been and what she’d been up to, and to her shock and delight, he actually apologized for ghosting her. Kyle explained that he had been getting the vibe from her that she wanted something more from him than what he was able to give, so he backed off completely. All this because she had asked if he wanted to go camping.
To clarify, the summer before, she had asked if he wanted to come camping with her and some friends of hers, whom he knew. He had met them the same night that she and he had first met. The reason she had thought to invite him was because she didn’t want to have to share a tent with the only other single guy in her group of friends. That, and it would have just been a fun weekend in the sunshine and on the water.
Those were her only motives to have invited him, which she could have told him that summer had he not stopped replying to her. She explained all that to him, and he admitted again that he was wrong to have ghosted her like he had. She accepted his apology, but also insisted that she had moved on and it was water under the bridge. Once that was out of the way, they continued on to more fun and sexy activities.
He leaned in and kissed her deeply, grabbing her at the nape of the neck again (god she fucking loved that). He moved his other hand down her body, caressing her thigh, before reaching down her pants. He finished her almost immediately. This was her first hook up since Jordan had ended things in early January. She missed the feeling of a man’s strong touch.
Once her pleasure subsided momentarily, they moved the action to the bedroom. Their mouths barely parted as they got undressed. Kyle then pushed her on to the bed and tore her leggings off before crawling on top of her. His strong, muscular arms surrounded her head from all sides. His strong hands pulling her hair as he kissed her. Without missing a beat, he moved back and flung her legs up on to his shoulders, filling her with his giant… well, you know. (His huge dick, okay guys? He’s gigantic. There, I said it😅).
She had forgotten what that felt like. The all consuming pleasure of being fucked the exact way you want to be fucked. No explanation, no demonstration. Straight to the point. Full pleasure from start to finish. Kyle was also one of the rare unicorns who would rather pleasure her than have her go down on him (though he would always rave about her skills when she did do that).
They finished basically in unison, and he collapsed on top of her. Their hot, sweaty bodies intertwined. Pure bliss. Something she always loved about her trysts with Kyle was that it was always a comfortable vibe. She never felt insecure with him, even as they lay there naked together. His strong, hard body against her soft, squishy rolls. He always made her feel secure and desired.
Kyle turned on the TV and they searched through Netflix as he regained some strength in anticipation of a second go-around. They chatted a bit more about each other’s dating lives. Same old, same old, for him. Always one girl on the go, plus side hook ups here and there. (And he thought she wanted something more from him, knowing what he’s like in “relationships”?!)
She regaled him with her horrifying story from the night before. He expressed genuine concern for her experience, and wrapped his big strong arms around her saying he was glad she was okay. She looked up at him from inside his caress. He looked down at her and kissed her softly, which then turned more passionate, and it was time for round two.
The second time was equally as pleasurable. Afterward they both lay there, catching their breath. As they rested, she noticed his breathing slow, and she knew he was passing out. It had happened on more than one occasion that Kyle had fallen asleep on her while they were cuddling. She always ended up seeing him at odd hours, and he always told her how much he loved cuddling with her; how their bodies just fit together so comfortably. She liked knowing he was so comfortable with her, so she let him doze for a while before the prickling of his chin hairs digging into her forehead became too much for her. She wiggled out of his grip, Kyle barely opening his eyes, and scurried off to the bathroom to fix herself up and get ready to leave.
When she came back, he attempted to get up to walk her to the door. She crawled on top of him, fully clothed now, and kissed him deeply. Told him not to worry, and to just go back to sleep. She would see herself out. He insisted against it for a moment, but she kissed him again and assured him it was fine. They said their goodbyes and she headed out. Definitely was worth the wait.
She was happy that she hadn’t changed her plans with Kyle, even though things had gone so well with Mo. When she had driven home after their date earlier that evening, she felt guilty at first. Or maybe just slutty, actually; having made out with one guy that night, to then leave that date to go over to some other guy’s house for a hook up? Then she reminded herself that she is a single, (semi)independent woman. She is allowed to do whatever she wants with her body, and she didn’t owe Mo anything. There was no commitment there, no established loyalty. Until there’s a conversation about exclusivity, she was free to do as she pleased.
That being said, she was still super excited for their second date that coming Thursday. Things with Kyle were always fun, but there was no substance there. Maybe there would be with Mo? Based on her one date with him, she was already feeling hopeful.