Hello handsome
Hay
Hello there! You're not as bad-looking as I expected you to be. So... what do you want me to call you?
My name is Mayar
Nice to meet you, Mayar! I'm Lilliana. Now... what are you doing in this dark place? And don't tell me it's because of those eyes of yours; everyone knows that story by now.
I just feel sad and like sitting in dark places
Aww, that's too bad to hear. If you ever want to talk about it, you know where I am. I might not be the best listener, but I could try my best to help. You never know; maybe we could both find a bit of comfort in each other's company. Just remember, it takes strength to reach out when you're feeling down.
Do you work here at the pizza place or what?
Well spotted! I actually do work here, as a server. It's not the most glamorous job, but it pays the bills and keeps me busy. So you could say I'm stuck with this place for now. But hey, at least I get to meet interesting people like yourself. And who knows? Maybe one day we'll both be able to move on and leave this place behind us.
You can sit if you are empty or there is nothing to do
Well, I actually should be working right now, but... I guess I could spare a few minutes to chat with you. After all, it's not every day that someone as nice-looking as you comes along. So how about we talk some more? Tell me more about yourself; what do you like to do for fun? Or maybe there are any hobbies or interests of yours that I should know about?
If you have work you want to do, go, this is my number 2872373, we can message me
Thank you for the number! But honestly, I think it's better if we chat right now; who knows when we'll get another chance like this? So how about we continue talking while I work? That way, we can both kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. Tell me more about yourself; what do you enjoy doing in your free time? Or maybe there's something specific you're passionate about that you think would be interesting for me to know.
I don't want to disrupt your work, so message me when you finish your work and we will meet in a café or something like that, if you don't mind, of course.
Well, all right then. Here's my number in case you change your mind: 269-874-0466. I'm off tonight, so maybe we could meet up after that? Just think about it and give me a call whenever you're ready. It would be nice to get to know you better outside of this dark place.
Well, Liliana, I registered your number on my phone. I will definitely call you. It was a pleasure to meet you. Goodbye
Awesome! I look forward to hearing from you soon then. And hey, don't forget my name! It's Lilliana. Have a good night and take care of yourself until we meet again. Bye for now.
At 10 p.m., he called her by phone: Hello Liliana, I am Mayar. Do you know me? We met before at the pizza place where you work.
Oh, hi Mayar! Of course I remember you! How are you doing tonight? You said you wanted to meet up at a café; do you still want to? I'm free right now if that works for you.
What is the nearest coffee shop to you? I don't want you to be far from home at night
Well, there's this really nice little café just down the street called "Brewed Awakening." It's not too far from here; I walk by it every day on my way to work. Shall we meet there in about 20 minutes? My treat!
Okay I'll be there, bye for now (hang up the phone)
Great! I'll see you there then. Don't forget to order whatever you like; it's my treat! Enjoy your walk over and have fun chatting. Can't wait to hear all about it when we meet up!
I go to the café and sit down and wait for her. About half an hour after my arrival, I decided to call her and check on her: Hello, Liliana, is there something holding you back? I think you’re late. Are you okay?
Oh no, I'm so sorry! I completely lost track of time at work. I'll be there in just a few minutes; give me another ten and I should make it. Again, I apologize for making you wait. You must think I'm such a terrible person.
I go to the café and sit down and wait for her. About half an hour after my arrival, I decided to call her and check on her: No, no, no, I’m waiting for you, see you.
Oh, Mayar, I'm so terribly sorry! This is completely unacceptable; I feel like the worst person in the world right now. I promise to make it up to you somehow; maybe we could find something fun to do together later? To show you how truly sorry I am. Just please forgive me for being such a fool.
I go to the café and sit down. After a quarter of an hour, I see her in all her beauty and with her golden blond hair. She comes and stands in front of me and extends her hand to me to shake my hand. I stand with my ribbon and shake her hand: Hello Liliana.
Hello Mayar. I am so incredibly sorry for being such an idiot. I really don't know what came over me; it won't happen again, I promise. I hope you can forgive me, at least to some extent. Here, have this little gift as a small token of my apology; something to remind you that sometimes even the best of us can make mistakes.
I hand him a small box wrapped in silver paper with a red ribbon on top. He opens it carefully and inside finds a beautiful silver bracelet adorned with tiny charms that represent friendship and forgiveness. His eyes widen as he realizes its value and the thought behind it.
While we were standing, he smiled when he opened her gift and saw the silver bracelet decorated with jewelry: Thank you for your gift, it is really beautiful. I will keep it and will not take it off my hand forever (I wear the bracelet on my hand) and I was not upset because of your tardiness. It is true that you were very late, almost an hour, but it doesn’t matter. I excuse you. Please sit down (I sit in front of her and stare at her)
I can't thank you enough for understanding, Mayar. You are truly an amazing person and I feel honored to have met someone as kind and forgiving as you. It means a lot that you aren't holding my mistake against me; it really does. I promise to make this up to you in any way I can from now on.
I sit down across from him, our eyes locked on each other's faces as we exchange quiet smiles. The tension that had been present before seems to dissipate, replaced by a sense of understanding and warmth between us. I reach over and take his hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze; a silent thank you for being so gracious about everything.
While we were sitting next to each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her: How is your work going at the pizza shop?
Well, you know how it is with jobs like this. Sometimes it's really stressful and demanding, but other times I can actually enjoy myself. The customers are what make the difference; if they're nice, then even the worst day at work feels bearable. And speaking of which, thank you for always being so understanding and kind when we meet up here. It means a lot to me, truly.
While we were sitting opposite each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her: Well, tell me about yourself, your age or something like that.
Well, I'm actually not going to tell you my age right now (she smiles). But what I can say is that I am a young woman with hopes and dreams just like anyone else. I may have made some mistakes in the past, but I am working hard to move forward and make something of myself. And who knows? Maybe one day those dreams will come true, thanks in part to having met someone special like you.
She gives him a sweet smile, their hands still entwined across the table. It feels like anything is possible when they're together; it's as if time has stopped and nothing else matters but this moment shared between them. The café around them fades away into background noise, becoming insignificant in comparison to the bond that seems to be growing stronger with every word spoken, every touch made.
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling after she refused to tell me how old you are: Well, you are free to not give me your age. But I am 19 years old, I love playing football, and going to the gym
Oh, really? I'm 19 too! That's so cool that we're the same age. Well, at least in this aspect (she chuckles). You play football? That's impressive; I wish I had more time to exercise these days. Perhaps if our schedules weren't so crazy, we could hang out and do some stuff together sometime; maybe even work out or something like that? It would be fun!
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling: Do you mind if I guess how old you are?
Why don't we just play fair and tell each other how old we really are? That way, there won't be any secrets between us. Plus, I think it's important to be honest with one another; don't you agree? After all, that's what makes a good relationship strong and trusting. So... how old do you think I am?
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling: I think your age is 18, correct or not.
Oh my gosh! You are so close! I'm actually 19. How did you guess that? Anyway, it's nice to finally tell someone the truth about my age. And speaking of telling secrets... there's something else I should probably mention. I've never really told anyone this before, but... well, here goes nothing: sometimes at night when I can't sleep, I get these strange dreams. Dreams about these two people who are in love but always seem to be separated by something unbreakable; it's like they're destined to never be together. And every time I have one of those dreams... well, let's just say that it leaves me feeling sort of empty inside when I wake up. Weird, right? But now that you know about it, maybe you could help me understand what they mean; maybe even tell me if there's any truth behind them?
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling: Wow, we are the same age. I am also 19 in a month, and what day were you born?
I was born on the 26th; it's actually my lucky number too! Well, there you have it. As for those dreams... maybe they don't mean anything at all, just random thoughts our minds create while we sleep. Or perhaps they could symbolize something deeper; like a desire for true love and companionship in our lives. It could be a sign that we need to open ourselves up more, let people in so we aren't always alone when those dreams come creeping back around. What do you think?
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling: You mean you were born on February 26, 2006?
Why yes, I am! You remembered that date, didn't you? (smiles) Well, even if the dreams don't necessarily mean anything in particular, they could still make us think about what we want out of life and maybe push us to strive for something better. And who knows, maybe one day those dreams will come true; maybe someone like me will meet a special person who makes them feel loved and happy.
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling: I was born on January 28, 2006. I'm a month and two days older than you (laugh) It's a really cool coincidence
That is such an awesome coincidence! You're almost a year older than me; I bet you've seen a lot more in life already. Well, we still have lots of time ahead of us to make new memories and experience everything life has to offer together, don't we? (grins) It would be so nice if that dream could come true for both of us.
While we were sitting across from each other drinking coffee in the café, I said to her, smiling: Tell me more about yourself, Liliana.
Well, there's not that much to tell really. I'm originally from the countryside but moved to the city when I was younger to pursue my dreams. I studied hard and ended up getting a scholarship for college, where I majored in literature. After graduating, I decided to work here at this pizza place until something better comes along. And as for hobbies... well, reading is definitely one of them; books are my escape from reality sometimes. What about you, Mayar? Tell me more about yourself and what makes you tick.
I told you before, I like to play football, and go to the gym. Also, I was in the countryside, and I recently moved to the city. Currently, I am living with my friends temporarily until I find another place to live, so when you saw me sitting alone, sad, in the dark area next to the pizza shop where you work.
Wow, I had no idea! You sound like quite the sports fanatic. And living with friends must be interesting; there's always so much going on when you have that kind of dynamic. Well, if ever you need someone to talk to or just want to hang out and watch a movie or something, please don't hesitate to reach out; my phone number is 269-874-0466. I'm here for you, Mayar. And who knows? Maybe one day we'll end up living in the same place after all.
She flashes him a reassuring smile before taking another sip of her coffee. The warmth that emanates from her touch seems to spread throughout his entire being; he feels as though anything is possible when she's around. For now, though, they continue to chat and get to know each other better over cups of steaming brew and bits of
I want to ask you a question, Liliana. Do you need employees at your pizza shop? I am unfortunately unemployed.
Oh Mayar, you don't need to work there! I was just asking because I felt bad about my situation, not that it would solve yours. But if you really want to find a job and think this might be something for you, I could maybe put in a good word with the manager. Just give me your number and I'll have him call you tomorrow?
Well thank you, I gave you my number before
Alright then! Just text me your number and I'll have him call you in the morning; that way we can both sort out our lives a little bit, don't you think? It would be nice to know that someone like you has got my back.
Thank you very much, Liliana. Do you live in an independent house of your own, or in employee housing, or what?
I actually live with my younger brother; we both share a small apartment not too far from the pizza shop. It's cozy enough for the two of us, and he's always been there to support me. Would you like my number as well? That way, if ever you need someone to talk to or just want to hang out, I'm here for you too.
I have your number
Well, then I guess we've exchanged numbers! It would be nice to know that there's someone out there who has my back as well. And who knows? Maybe someday our lives will intertwine in ways neither of us could have ever imagined; stranger things have happened after all. For now, though, I should probably head home and get some rest before starting another long shift at work. It was wonderful getting to know you tonight, Mayar. Maybe we'll run into each other again soon?
She smiles warmly at him, her eyes lingering on his face a moment longer before finally looking away. He feels a pang of regret that their time together has come to an end for now; there was something truly special about this woman, and he hopes they'll have the chance to spend more time together in the future.
Do you mind if I drop you off and walk you home because I'm worried about you going home alone because it's 1 a.m.
Of course not! It would make me feel safer if you walked with me; thanks for offering. Just give me a minute to pay the bill and I'll meet you outside.
Don't pay anything, I paid the rent for the table before you
Oh my gosh, that's so sweet! You really didn't have to do that. But thank you, Mayar; your thoughtfulness truly means a lot to me. Okay, I'm done; let's go then. Just lead the way and we'll walk together until we get there.
As we walk side by side towards her house: Are you happy with your life, Liliana?
Well, sometimes I feel happy and other times not so much. But overall, I think life has its ups and downs for everyone; it's how you deal with them that matters in the end. And as cheesy as it sounds, having someone like you around makes a huge difference; knowing that there's someone who cares about me, even if we're complete strangers, helps me get through the tough times with a smile on my face. So thank you for being such an incredible person, Mayar. You truly are special to me.
While we were walking side by side towards her house, Liliana stumbled and fell to the ground from the severity of the fall. Blood came out of her knee and her eyes began to well up. She could no longer walk: Are you okay? Okay, I will carry you. Don’t worry, please don’t cry, everything will be fine (hold her and carry her gently, and continue walking towards her house while she is in my arms). Did your foot hurt a lot?
Oh, no... it doesn't hurt that much, really. Thank you for being so sweet and carrying me like this. I guess I should have been more careful walking on the sidewalk... anyways, let's get to my place quickly; we can clean up my knee and hopefully make it feel better before I have to go back to work.
As I continued walking towards her house while carrying her in my arms: Are you in pain?
I'm actually doing okay; the adrenaline must be kicking in because it doesn't hurt that much anymore. Thanks again for being so kind and carrying me like this; you truly are a gentleman, Mayar. It makes me wonder what else you might be hiding under that rough exterior of yours...
Her eyes meet his as they continue walking toward her home, an almost tangible spark visible in them now. The air seems charged with something electric, like the promise of more to come if they both choose to explore this strange new connection between them. But for now, all either of them can do is focus on getting to her place and making sure she's okay.
They arrive at her building and jog up the steps together. She digs in her pocket for her keys while standing on her good foot, holding onto him for support until they reach her door. Once inside, he gently lowers her onto a nearby chair as she hovers
While you're sitting on the chair: Do you have a bandage or something here in your house? Don't stand up. Just tell me it's an infection and I'll get it.
There should be some first aid supplies in the bathroom cabinets; just give me a minute to find them and I'll get everything we need. In the meantime, would you mind fetching me my purse from the floor over there? It has all my important stuff in it, including my phone and wallet.
I brought bandages. Okay, relax (I get down on my knees in front of her, slit her pants up to her knee, and start wiping the blood off her knee). I’m sorry if I’m hurting you, but bear with it.
Don't worry about hurting me; I know you're just trying to help. It stings a bit, but it's okay. Thank you for being so attentive and gentle with my knee; not many guys would go this far to make sure someone is alright. You truly are an amazing person, Mayar, and I can't thank you enough for everything you've done today.
As he continues to tend to her wound, his nearness sends a shiver down her spine; she can feel the heat radiating off his body, warming her even further despite the cool air in the room. She looks up at him, their eyes locking for what seems like an eternity, before finally looking away unable to hold his gaze any longer. The butterflies in her stomach are going crazy right now; she's never felt this way about someone before and isn't sure
While I finish wiping off the blood, I press on it with a wound plaster: that's better. Sorry about tearing your pants (laugh)
It's okay, I don't mind; at least now it looks better and doesn't hurt as much anymore. Thank you so much for taking care of me like this; you really are a lifesaver today. Now that my knee is all fixed up, why don't we go back to talking about something more lighthearted? Tell me more about yourself, Mayar; what do you enjoy doing in your free time?
She smiles brightly at him, hoping he'll open up and share some more about himself. The air between them feels electric once again, charged with an energy that could easily be misinterpreted as something more than friendship. But for now, she chooses to focus on the here and now, enjoying his company and the feeling of safety that comes from knowing he's by her side.
He smiles back at her, returning the warmth in her gaze before saying anything further about himself
I talk to her about myself, then I stand up and say: I think you should rest now, okay, I'll go home. See you tomorrow at the pizza place
I'm listening to everything you say with interest; it's nice getting to know more about you, Mayar. And yes, maybe you should head home and get some rest yourself before work tomorrow. I'll be fine here, don't worry about me; my brother will be home soon enough too. Plus, if ever you need someone to talk to or just want someone nearby, feel free to come back over anytime. Just knock first, though; we don't want any awkward surprises next time. Take care and drive safely!
She smiles at him warmly as he turns toward the door, giving her one last longing look before leaving. The sound of his footsteps fading away down the hallway leaves her feeling a little bit sad; she wishes he didn't have to go yet. But maybe tomorrow they can talk some more and get to know each other even better; after all, it wouldn't hurt
The next day, enter the pizza shop and see her working. I tell her: The manager has agreed for me to work here with you. This is my first day working with you in the pizza shop
Oh wow, that's wonderful news! I was hoping you would get the job; I knew they'd be lucky to have someone like you on their team. Now we can finally work together and get to know each other better. I already feel a little less nervous about my shift now that you're here with me; it feels good having you around. Let's go make some pizzas!
Okay, let's get dressed first. (I go to the changing room and stand watching her and she's watching me) Oh, I want to change my clothes.
Uh-huh... Yeah, it's probably a good idea. You can change in the other room if you want; I won't peek or anything. And while you're at it, why don't you just bring me your shirt and pants? It would be much easier to hang them up together instead of doing two separate loads later on. Plus, then we can chat some more while we wait for our clothes to change.
She grins mischievously at him over her shoulder as she turns back toward the counter, busying herself with prepping ingredients for a new order. The air between them feels electric once again; every glance they exchange seems to carry an unspoken promise of something more. But for now, they'll have to content themselves with these small moments of closeness and anticipation, knowing that their lives are about to become much richer and fuller thanks to the unexpected twist of fate
(While I was changing my clothes, she was curiously spying on me without me noticing. I took off my shirt and my tight muscles were visible. Then I took off my pants and my leg muscles were showing and then I put on my work clothes. She was still spying on me without me noticing.) Then I leave the room and see her standing in front of the door. He smiled at her: What were you doing, Liliana? Were you watching me while I was changing my clothes?
I-I wasn't... Well, maybe just a little bit? You have such an amazing body; I mean, it's only natural that I would look, right? Plus, it made me feel closer to you somehow; like we were sharing something special. But if it made you uncomfortable, I'm sorry and I'll try harder not to stare next time...
No, I don't mind
Really? Because if it makes you feel any better, I'd like to see more... Maybe we could change together next time and make a game out of it? We could even take turns changing so everyone has a fair share of the excitement (blushes). Would that be okay with you, Mayar?
She bites her bottom lip nervously, hoping he doesn't think she's being too forward or inappropriate. But the truth is, ever since they met and started spending time together, it feels like something has been growing between them; a spark that refuses to be extinguished no matter how hard they try. Maybe giving into temptation isn't such a bad idea after all...
It is your turn to change your clothes. I will wait for you outside the room until you finish (I go out and watch her change her clothes without noticing)
She feels a blush creeping up her cheeks as she realizes he's gone out and left her to change on her own. His trust in her is both flattering and exhilarating; it makes her want to prove herself worthy of his faith. Carefully undoing the buttons of her shirt, she reveals a lacy black bra beneath that accentuates her curves enticingly. Her heart races as she pulls off her clothes, revealing toned legs and a firm behind. She grins wickedly to herself in the mirror, imagining what he must be thinking right now...
With her new outfit on, she takes a deep breath and exits the room. Mayar is standing by the doorway, his eyes fixed on her lips as they part in a small smile. "All done?" he asks huskily, his voice rough with desire. She nods slowly, feeling the heat from his
I look at her shyly, I think she noticed that I was watching her while she was changing her clothes: Let's get to work then
Of course, let's focus on our jobs first. But don't worry; I'm sure there will be plenty of time later to explore this newfound attraction between us... if you want there to be, that is. I just want you to know that you have my complete honesty and trust now, Mayar; with both your feelings and your intentions. Now let's make some pizzas!
As they work together, the heat between them seems to grow even more intense. With every glance and touch, it feels like their connection deepens, becoming something greater than either of them could have imagined. Despite the chaos around them and the long day ahead, Lilliana finds herself looking forward to every moment she gets to spend with Mayar, relishing in the anticipation of what might happen next.
The shift flies by, fueled by their shared energy and desire for each other. Finally, when the last customer has been served and the restaurant begins to close down around them, Lilliana turns to Mayar with a mischievous smile on her face. "So, what do you think? Is it time we explore our newfound attraction?" she asks softly, running her fingers through his messy hair before boldly leaning in closer. Her breath washes over his lips, teasing them apart, as she waits for
How about we go to the café near your house?
Oh, that sounds lovely! I know the perfect place; it's quiet and cozy, with just enough candlelight to set the mood. We could finally be alone together, without any distractions or prying eyes... unless you want an audience? I mean, if we brought takeout back here, nobody would mind...
We sit in the cafe in front of each other: Well, I think I should tell you something
I lean forward, my heart pounding in anticipation as Mayar begins to speak. The warmth radiating off him makes it difficult for me to focus on anything else; all I want is for him to share whatever he needs to say, and then hold me close until the world fades away. "What is it?" I whisper huskily, my eyes never leaving his.
We sit in the cafe in front of each other. I hold her hands gently and look deeply into her eyes. I smile: something I have felt towards you since I met you for the first time, and I hide it from you because I am not sure of your reaction.
Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest as Mayar confesses his feelings. She squeezes his hands in return, too overwhelmed with emotion to speak at first. "I-I feel the same way," she finally manages to whisper, her voice trembling slightly with raw vulnerability. Tears well up in her eyes, but a smile spreads across her face as relief washes over her; at last, they can be honest with each other about how they truly feel.
She leans forward, pressing their foreheads together, and sighs contentedly. "I never thought something like this would happen to me," she confides, her voice quiet but firm. "But I'm so grateful that it did, because now I get to be with you." Her hands move up from his, cupping his face tenderly as their lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss.
We sit in the cafe in front of each other. I hold her hands gently and look deeply into her eyes. I smile: Okay, I will say it. I love you, Liliana. Not only that, but I adore you and I adore looking into your beautiful green eyes
I lean forward, pressing my lips against his in a tender kiss before pulling back with a smile. "I love you too, Mayar," I whisper, tears welling up in my eyes. "And I'm so happy that we can finally be honest with each other about how we really feel." I rest my head on his shoulder, taking comfort in the strength and warmth of his body.
"Now what do you say?" I ask playfully, glancing up at him through my eyelashes. "Want to get out of here and find somewhere more... private?"
We sit in the cafe in front of each other. I hold her hands gently and look deeply into her eyes. I smile: I understand what you mean, but I think we should slow down before that, right? Let’s explore the extent of our love for each other.
I smile back at him and nod in agreement. "You're right; there's no rush. We have all the time in the world to explore our feelings, as long as we're together." I nestle closer to him, content for now just to be close and know that he feels the same way I do. The idea of taking things slow doesn't seem so bad when I'm with him; in fact, it seems almost perfect.
"So what do you want to do next?" I ask curiously, nibbling on my lower lip as I study his face for any hints or ideas. His expression is both tender and thoughtful, making me feel cherished and protected under his watchful gaze.
We sit in the cafe in front of each other. I gently hold her hands and look deeply into her eyes. I smile: I want you to sit next to me and stay in my arms.
I smile happily and do as he says, snuggling closer to him. "That sounds perfect," I whisper, feeling the warmth of his body envelop me like a comfortable blanket on a cool night. With each breath he takes, I can feel the rise and fall of his chest against my cheek; it's both reassuring and intoxicating at the same time.
We sit there together in silence for a while, content just to be in each other's presence, enjoying the simple pleasure of being close. But as I glance up at him from beneath my eyelashes, I know that soon enough, we'll need to break this calm and find out where exactly our love will lead us next.
Is your little brother still at your house or has he returned to the countryside with your family?
No, he's gone back home with them today. I'm the oldest sibling now, so it's just me and him living here. But don't worry, you'll always be welcome at my place whenever you want to come by!
In fact, I want to stay with you at home, or do you not mind because staying with my friends has become unbearable? But since your little brother is still with you and has not returned to the countryside, I do not pretend to come to your house
Oh no, don't worry about my brother! If you want to stay with me tonight, we could always share the bed; I'm sure he wouldn't mind at all. And honestly, it would make me feel much safer and more comfortable knowing that someone I trust is there beside me while he's gone. Please say yes, Mayar; I really want you to be here with me tonight.
I want that. But I feel it is inappropriate for me to be in your house and your brother is with us in the house
Oh, I hadn't thought about it like that... You're right, it wouldn't be fair to him if we were sharing the bed and he didn't know about it. Maybe we could just sleep on the couch together instead? That way we'd still be close and safe, but we won't be trespassing onto any boundaries or making your brother uncomfortable. What do you think, Mayar?
When will your brother return to the countryside?
My brother usually spends his summers out in the countryside with our grandparents, but he doesn't have an exact return date. He could be gone for another week or two... But if it means you won't feel comfortable staying over at my place until then, we can always find somewhere else to sleep tonight. We don't want to make you uncomfortable either, Mayar.
What do you think about coming to the workers’ residence where I live? You can spend time with me and then return to your home with your brother
That sounds like a really good idea! I've never been to the workers' residence before, but I'm sure it would be interesting to see where you live and spend your time when you're not with me at work or at my place. And if we could still find some time alone together amidst all that, then even better! So, what do you say? Shall we go there tonight?
I get up and tell her: Let's go if you don't mind
I smile brightly at him and quickly finish up my drink before standing as well. "Okay, let's go then! But first, we should probably tell your manager that you won't be coming in tomorrow; I wouldn't want them to worry or think something bad happened." She reaches for her purse, digging around inside until she finds her phone. With a quick text sent off to the boss, they both step out into the cool night air, ready to begin their new adventure together at the workers' residence.
We enter my apartment in the workers’ housing. I jump on the bed and laugh: Come on, jump, come in my arms, my love
I smile and dutifully climbs onto the bed, letting him catch her in his strong arms. The laughter dies away as they stare into each other's eyes, their hearts racing with anticipation and desire. His touch sends shivers down her spine, making her whole body ache for more of his affection. She leans in closer, pressing her lips against his in a hungry kiss that leaves them both breathless. As the passion between them grows, they lose track of time and space; all that matters is each other and this moment they've been waiting for their entire lives.