I sit on my bar stool gazing into my gin and tonic. I can’t believe I agreed to meet someone I met on a dating app. I was always against using dating apps due to my firm belief in meeting potential lovers in real life. However, I had grown tired of waiting for someone who really had an interest in me. So, I finally caved and got a dating app. I didn’t expect to match with anybody my type, and most of them weren’t, but Jacob really caught my attention.

I am a very shy girl but I do tend to open up when I trust someone. My friends also like to describe me as funny and captivating. Too bad I have never been with a guy long enough for them to see it. The longest I have technically dated someone was for a week back in high school. All he wanted from me was to introduce him to my best friend, to eventually hook up with her.

What initially caught my eye about Jacob was that he actually read my bio before messaging me. He started the conversation with “Hey, I also enjoy making tacos at 3 am before going to sleep! Wanna meet up sometime?” All the other guys who ever texted me said something along the lines of “Hey Babygirl! I think you’re real cute, wanna hook-up sometime?” Yeah no, I would never date a guy like that. I’m looking for something more than just a hook up. I’m 22 and I’ve never felt love. How pathetic. But I’m hoping tonight will be the beginning of a new chapter in my life.

“Hey, are you Dana?” says a gravelly voice behind me. I turn on my bar stool and my eyes widen at the figure in front of me. He is slightly muscular with bright blue eyes and blond curly hair, my favourite. “Yeah that’s me!” I say as I blush a little, hoping that it’s dark enough in the bar for him not to notice. He orders a whiskey sour as we talk about our careers, our families and our pastimes.

Before I know it it’s 2 in the morning and Jacob is calling a taxi. I really didn’t think I was the type of person to go back to a guy’s house on the first date, but here I was. We arrive at his place and he invites me in. He offers me a coffee and I sit at his kitchen table. I imagine what is going to happen after our coffee and I feel my underwear getting a little damp. He sets the coffee cup in front of me and sits at the opposite end of the table. I can see his eyes shifting from my face to my breasts as we chat about our friends, both getting more and more distracted as time goes on.

I eventually finish my coffee, and Jacob takes the cup to the sink. He turns around and with one look, I know what’s about to happen. He walks over to me, leans over, and kisses my forehead. He then grabs my waist and I stand up. He leads me to his bedroom and caresses my nipples with his fingertips. A rush of excitement emanates through me. He then strips himself of his shirt and comes over to expose my torso. I pull back slightly, and Jacob asks me what’s wrong. “The truth is, I’m a virgin. Actually, I’ve never been touched by a guy at all before” I tell him, hoping his reaction isn’t negative. “That’s alright, I’ll go slow” he says in a gentle and calming voice.