The Story I was living, until 3 weeks ago, in another country. At the time I ran into the [25/F] I was making my plans for coming back to the States for a summer job to pay the costs of immigrating over to this country in the fall.
We met at an acquaintance’s kick-back the weekend before I was leaving(left on a Thursday). I had been interested in the acquaintance and aborted after finding out she was already taken. [25/F] was, at the time, a pretty face that I thought was seeing the guy she came to the kick-back with.
I later made a few FB contacts from that kickback, and, one of them was [25/F]. We chatted and I learned that she wasn’t with the guy and that she had come to town because her father had passed, and the guy was just one of the small handful of people she knew there. She asked a favor, since there was a religious service for her father for the whole week, for me to attend/help out with the required number of men there.
So…….being a religious guy, and looking to earn some brownie points, I showed up like promised. The first time we went out for a walk after, to clear her mind since she’d been cooped up all day with her stepmom.
We talked and connected pretty well. I decided to flirt, and she was responding very positively to it. At some point in the night though, just by course of getting to know her casually, she mentioned being stuck in a Dead Bedroom relationship of about 2-3 years, living together. It came up while we were discussing someone at the kickback complaining about their cynicism with love/lust.
Immediately I shifted gears. I suggested we continue walking/tried to eject gracefully because I had no interest in bf drama that would come from continued flirtation as the night got later.
Instead what happened was she started drawing closer to me, both emotionally and by kino….and..being stupid, I played into it, the more time we spent together.
We later made out, held hands, etc. If it had been a first date, probably further dating would’ve come from it…..We spent all night out together. When I left, she asked me to come back again………………and I went.
Night 2 was the same way. By this time, we were so completely comfortable with one another that we were, by all appearances, a couple. We had bonded incredibly, had great chemistry, and sometimes talk went towards discussing futures/scenarios that could happen in an ideal world.