His caramel skin, pretty brown eyes and sexy goatee turned me on
I moved my mouse over to the send message link
And found myself typing a message to the screen name “The1andOnlyMr.GoodStuff”
“Hello, Mr. GoodStuff I caught vision of you while browsing profiles, and yes . . . you are indeed made of the “GoodStuff!” You have the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. I would love to see them up close and personal. Care to meet me for drinks tonight at Sapphire Lounge? Sincerely, GreenQQs”
I took a deep breath, and clicked send.
People are funny online,
Some respond,
Some don’t!
So now . . . I just wait and see.
Four hours go by . . .
And finally I get a notification that I have a message from The1andOnlyMr.GoodStuff
Excitedly, I am quick to go online and read his reply
“Hey, GreenQQs you’re not so bad yourself. Sure I would love to hook up with you tonight. I will come thru around 9 pm. Wear your best lil black dress, I want to see your feet and legs. Kisses”
OMG! He wants to see me
I am feeling ecstatic that such a sexy man wants to meet me
And I have never had a man request me to wear something specific just for him.
I couldn’t wait to get off work and scout thru my closet to find the perfect little black dress
Tonight, I want to look my best.
I arrive home at 7 pm
Rush straight to my closet and start flipping through my wardrobe
I have three black dresses to choose from
The first one is a long gown which doesn’t show my legs, so that’s a no
The second looks like business attire, so I think I will pass
The Black satin low-cut mini dress it is.
I put my mini dress on and admire the way my breasts are bulging out the top
My ass looks divinely round and juicy like you want to grab it
I slip on my high heels and place a strand of black pearls around my neck
I style my hair to have the sexy wild look
I walk up to my full length mirror for a peak at my appearance
And can’t help but to smile at myself and think “You look sexy”
I spray myself with my favorite perfume White Diamonds and head to the club
I arrived early, so I pulled up a seat at the bar and ordered a Lemon Drop Martini
I positioned myself so I could see him when he walks through the front doors
Feeling a little nervous I was quick to knock back my drink and order another
And just as the bartender served me, I thought I caught glimpse of him walking in
Quickly I reapplied my lip gloss and ruffled my sexy wild hair
And with a nervous feeling in my stomach I watch him walk toward me
“Well Hello GreenQQs” he says as he approaches me
I coyly flash him a smile, trying to look sexy and say “Hi, Mr. GoodStuff”
He sits down in the empty barstool next to me his hand rests on my knee
“I see you started without me” he says as he motions the bartender to bring him what I’m having
Suddenly his hand reaches up and wisps my hair from my eyes
His beautiful brown eyes were staring at me with such aww
It made me a little nervous and I looked away
He said “let’s go get a booth beautiful” and asked the bartender to send a waitress over
I got up and walked toward an open booth
I could feel his eyes sizing me up from behind
I slid into the booth, and he next to me
He sat so close to me I could feel his breath on my neck
Mmm, I was melting inside, I couldn’t believe I was with such a sexy man
The waitress was quick to come over and take our order
He said ‘I want this pretty lady to always have a full drink in her hand’
The waitress said “You got it, what’s you poison Mam?”
I didn’t want to mix alcohols so I said the Martinis are good
We made small talk, but mostly we drank
We had no concept of time or people around us
His hands traveled along my legs and I was feeling tingly all over
His lips softly caressed my neck and made me weak
His hands making way to my panties.
We were clearly intoxicated
And needed a private location
That was the last thing I remembered that night
I woke up the next day alone in my bed
I rolled over and no one was beside me
But my body felt every inch of the sexual encounter I had
Regret consumes me
I never even got his name
I just made love to the screen name
“The1andOnlyMr.GoodStuff”
And I never heard from him again . . . Profile Deleted.
© Paige Turner
Paige Turner Thinking Out Loud 