She don't wanna fall in love, she just wanna fuck.


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She's a five feet, seven inches tall beauty. With curves in perfect places on her slim athletic built body.
Works in a bank during the day and spends her night hours getting kinky in her living room and posting pictures on the internet.
She's got a superb social media profile, with thousands of followers on her Instagram and twitter handles.
And then, there was me, clueless as ever when we passed by each other the first time at the street intersection. She smiled sweetly and we both exchanged pleasantries.
Her beautiful smile becoming fixed in my thoughts, flooding my senses with feelings of deja vu.


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She looks so good, I kept thinking. Too damn fine.
So I made a mental note to start looking out for her.
Hoping that the next time we'd meet I'd be bold and try to ask her for her digits.
Then I heard the chime of my smartphone that lets me know when I've got notifications.
I grabbed the phone and glanced at the screen, DM's on twitter.
So I glanced at the handle and went on to check the profile and lo and behold, that smile
appeared.
Rushing back to check my DM. I got a message for a meet, with an address, a date for today and time at 8.00pm.


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Always being up for an adventure, I couldn't wait for the day to go by and for the time to be 8:00pm.
I didn't bother replying the DM, I just assumed I'd show up and adjust to the situation. However it might play out.
So at 7:45pm, I got dressed up in a jean and t-shirt, a snap back hat and sneakers. I wanted to appear as casual as I could manage.
At exactly 7:59pm I rang the door bell at the address I'd been given and waited looking around the estate. \
The click of a key turning in it's lock drew my attention back to the door as it opened slowly to reveal a stunning figure in the doorway.
She smiled sweetly. "I wasn't sure that you'd come. Welcome" she said as she ushered me in.
She had on a bum short and a black lace blouse through which her bra was visible.


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She sat on the couch and invited me to sit beside her, asked if I wanted a drink which I turned down.
"I know you're probably wondering why I invited you over." she started.
"I don't want you getting crazy ideas or making untrue assumptions" she continued. " I'm not in love with you, I don't want to fall in love with you, I don't need you to be in my life, I just would like to fuck you."She paused and look me square in the eye, as if trying to gauge my reaction.
"I don't expect you to say yes, I know that you must think I'm crazy. You don't have to say anything anything now, take some time and think about it."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing so I laughed.
"Are you serious?" I asked.
I had managed to stop laughing and was looking at her face amused, a big grin on my lips, when she snapped the button on her bum shorts and dragged down the zipper.
"Oh shit" I mumbled. The grin fell off my face.



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