Y'all know I use Tinder.
A while ago I met a guy on there. He was cute, super sweet, and all that. We agreed to meet up for coffee.
We meet up and he's actually cool. I was sorta vibing with him...at least physically. He was 38, mixed, light skinned, freckles (I love freckles) 6'4, nice body, great teeth.
Yes, I said teeth...that's one of the first things I check out on a person.
Anyway, he was cool. He just talked entirely too fucking much. I mean, I get it...I'm so down for conversation but he was an actor.
No, seriously, he's an actor.
So this nigga was so fucking live and animated at all times. Like bruh...
It didn't take much for me to figure out that I was just gonna screw around with him every now and then. I think he picked up on what I was thinking because he was like "I'm getting the feeling that you're not really digging me like that..."
I didn't say anything. Then he was like "well, is there a physical attraction?"
So he's like, well would you see me again tomorrow night? Of course I said yeah, it had been a hot little minute since I had some so I was definitely DTF.
That following night, I came over. We were hanging out for a little bit, some more talking. Too much talking actually, so I just started taking off my clothes. Homie was like, "wait, right now?"
Me: Well, yeah, nigga.