A Plan

“What do you mean even without a first date?” His words are full of curiosity. 

She laughs slightly.

“It’s hard to explain.” His body leans forward slightly, hearing her words.

“I’m sure I can understand.”

“Okay, so before, a long while ago, I worked as a waiter at high-end events. Often the waitresses were asked to dance with guests here and there. I agreed, then found myself in a quiet room with the man I agreed to dance with, sitting on his knee, orgasming around his fingers.” She watches as his eyes widen.

“Shit.” He laughs slightly. “So, the thrill of jumping off a cliff and stuff, no, you didn’t do. Letting a stranger help you get off, though, that you agree to?” He looks at her perplexed.

“I have never done it before. That was a first for me. Something about him pulled me in, and I honestly would have agreed to just about everything. W