My First Outdoor Date in the Car
After my last encounter with my tenant, I felt a bit uneasy about returning to my apartment. My colleagues know how I am, and my landlord has been surprisingly often “by chance” in the hallway when I come home from work. So, I had to move my date outside—a first for me. Naturally, I’m pretty nervous and accidentally jog past my date’s car. Oops, that’s a good start. Of course, I try not to show my excitement and climb into his car with a giggle. I’m not sure how to start, but his seemingly experienced hands find what they’re looking for, and soon it gets pretty hot in the car. I hope no one sees us—for my surroundings, what’s happening between us is definitely not visible
