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I matched her on Badoo in August, but back then we didn't have much exchange, what's your name, your country, and that was it, and truth told, I have forgotten about her.
So it's Monday 26, just the next day after my encounter with Iris, and Samia is back to me. After a very short back and forth we switch to Whatsapp and proceed to exchange pics. Her Badoo profile doesn't give her justice, some sideways face picture but with large sunglasses. But the pictures she sends me on Whatsapp show a very pretty young African woman. Basic exchange, get to know. She works as a housemaid for an American family. OK, I don't really mind what she does for a living, but housemaids here typically have no real free time off. After a nice chat the conversation stops, we're both busy. The next day, I send a good morning, no answer. OK never mind.
On Tuesday 28, I come back home from work, setting myself for a quiet evening, and surprise, she's back on Whatsapp, and she makes me understand that she has free time right now. Well, OK message clear. I suggest we meet tonight. I propose my usual, but she doesn't like bars. Instead, she outright suggests to come and spend evening directly to my place. Well I'm Seppuku, don't tell me that two times. We agree I will pick her and will have a dinner at my place.
So there hasn't been much online game so far with her and our first date will happen directly in my flat. In real, she's very pretty. Beautiful eyes and smile, really. Majestic African shapes, a bit overweight like most people in this country. Her skin is very light brown, almost white. She's a very sweet person. When we reach home I take her with me in the kitchen while I grill the salmon and heat the vegetables. Brief touching, in my arms, I kiss her softly. Dinner served, we're both on my sofa. I settled in this flat less than two months ago but this sofa has already seen 5 different girls I believe. I make her tell me her story. She's 28, she has a 13 years old son, was married against her will at age 15 to an asshole guy who used to punch her and rape her routinely. She divorced very soon after, and was bitter against men for some time, until she found her first real love. Unfortunately the guy ultimately left for a job in the USA. And here she is now, working as a housemaid to support her son and mother. I relate to her and try to rehearse her with a few positive minded comments.
Dinner finished, she's in my arms, and I start my escalation. Caress her skin, bare arms and neck. "You have a very soft skin". Start soft kissing, no mouth yet, just cheeks, neck and upper chest for now. She pauses several times, with questions like "What do you think of Samia?" to which I answer very honestly. I compliment her on her eyes and smile. I tell her I don't mind the bit chubby. Go on kissing. She's not comfortable with mouth kiss yet but seem to appreciate my kiss and touch, she smiles and laughs. "OK, I will not kiss you on the mouth. But I will kiss you everywhere else" and I kiss her on the nose. She laughs again. My hands are now making their way through her decollete. Some sizable boobs here. She lets me appreciate their size and shape through the clothes. I start to touch her belly and slip my hands under her top, on her bare skin. "Not only me touching" and I put her hand under my polo shirt. For now she touches a bit shyly. More kisses, and then mouth kiss happens spontaneously. I am now playing with her nipple and her breath accelerates a bit. Long make out. Now her hand is under my shirt and she starts caressing softly. I take her hand to my dick, through trousers. "That's my friend Paul". She now caress my dick while I extract her boob and suck it. I take off my trousers and give her my dick, she takes it in her hand. OK she does not like to suck, never mind. I take her shirt off and the rest of clothes follow. "Come with me" and we're on my bed. Good shagging, she comes two times, I'm about to come when the condom breaks, but after I put the second one I don't really feel it. Yet I shag her more and simulate coming, to make her feel good. After that, we're both side by side naked on the bed. "You win" she tells me. To which I say "No, it's win win. We're both having a smile on our face now." She wonders if I'm going to grow cold and disappear after that. "You and me we can meet again, as lovers." She seems to have understood this already. I tell her that I'm happy to stay in touch, but no one becomes crazy on me. I guess the message is clear.
I'm happy to meet her again if she wants. Now let's see if she's not the one who grows cold the next day.
So it's Monday 26, just the next day after my encounter with Iris, and Samia is back to me. After a very short back and forth we switch to Whatsapp and proceed to exchange pics. Her Badoo profile doesn't give her justice, some sideways face picture but with large sunglasses. But the pictures she sends me on Whatsapp show a very pretty young African woman. Basic exchange, get to know. She works as a housemaid for an American family. OK, I don't really mind what she does for a living, but housemaids here typically have no real free time off. After a nice chat the conversation stops, we're both busy. The next day, I send a good morning, no answer. OK never mind.
On Tuesday 28, I come back home from work, setting myself for a quiet evening, and surprise, she's back on Whatsapp, and she makes me understand that she has free time right now. Well, OK message clear. I suggest we meet tonight. I propose my usual, but she doesn't like bars. Instead, she outright suggests to come and spend evening directly to my place. Well I'm Seppuku, don't tell me that two times. We agree I will pick her and will have a dinner at my place.
So there hasn't been much online game so far with her and our first date will happen directly in my flat. In real, she's very pretty. Beautiful eyes and smile, really. Majestic African shapes, a bit overweight like most people in this country. Her skin is very light brown, almost white. She's a very sweet person. When we reach home I take her with me in the kitchen while I grill the salmon and heat the vegetables. Brief touching, in my arms, I kiss her softly. Dinner served, we're both on my sofa. I settled in this flat less than two months ago but this sofa has already seen 5 different girls I believe. I make her tell me her story. She's 28, she has a 13 years old son, was married against her will at age 15 to an asshole guy who used to punch her and rape her routinely. She divorced very soon after, and was bitter against men for some time, until she found her first real love. Unfortunately the guy ultimately left for a job in the USA. And here she is now, working as a housemaid to support her son and mother. I relate to her and try to rehearse her with a few positive minded comments.
Dinner finished, she's in my arms, and I start my escalation. Caress her skin, bare arms and neck. "You have a very soft skin". Start soft kissing, no mouth yet, just cheeks, neck and upper chest for now. She pauses several times, with questions like "What do you think of Samia?" to which I answer very honestly. I compliment her on her eyes and smile. I tell her I don't mind the bit chubby. Go on kissing. She's not comfortable with mouth kiss yet but seem to appreciate my kiss and touch, she smiles and laughs. "OK, I will not kiss you on the mouth. But I will kiss you everywhere else" and I kiss her on the nose. She laughs again. My hands are now making their way through her decollete. Some sizable boobs here. She lets me appreciate their size and shape through the clothes. I start to touch her belly and slip my hands under her top, on her bare skin. "Not only me touching" and I put her hand under my polo shirt. For now she touches a bit shyly. More kisses, and then mouth kiss happens spontaneously. I am now playing with her nipple and her breath accelerates a bit. Long make out. Now her hand is under my shirt and she starts caressing softly. I take her hand to my dick, through trousers. "That's my friend Paul". She now caress my dick while I extract her boob and suck it. I take off my trousers and give her my dick, she takes it in her hand. OK she does not like to suck, never mind. I take her shirt off and the rest of clothes follow. "Come with me" and we're on my bed. Good shagging, she comes two times, I'm about to come when the condom breaks, but after I put the second one I don't really feel it. Yet I shag her more and simulate coming, to make her feel good. After that, we're both side by side naked on the bed. "You win" she tells me. To which I say "No, it's win win. We're both having a smile on our face now." She wonders if I'm going to grow cold and disappear after that. "You and me we can meet again, as lovers." She seems to have understood this already. I tell her that I'm happy to stay in touch, but no one becomes crazy on me. I guess the message is clear.
I'm happy to meet her again if she wants. Now let's see if she's not the one who grows cold the next day.
