4/7/23 - Part 2
Liz immediately approaches me with a bright smile on her face and I come to find that the two people she is with are actually a couple. The couple know Liz because she used to work with the woman and they were in town for someone’s bachelorette party. Liz and I catch up on old times and how things have been and I get touchy with her, not much resistance going on. I am able to find an open outdoor table for the couple and Liz.
I sit near Liz as we are catching up on old times. Here, I won’t bore a lot of you with dialogue but Liz is still in NYC. From what she told me, she has been looking for a break from the city and it’s getting more dangerous there. I get to the mentality now that Liz is probably my only girl for the night to hang around but have to talk myself out of the pressure of performing.
Liz tells me about how unsafe life in NYC is these days and how much sketchy guys are there. I joke and tease her saying she always had a lot of feistiness and fight to her which causes her to playfully hit me. Not long after, Liz and I talk about the craziness of NYC and the various bars there. I share my story of going to House Of Yes and seeing a massive dude in a thong.
“Yeah, I bet you were licking your lips and all excited,” says Liz.
“For sure but I knew I was out in public so I had to contain my excitement Liz,” I replied, as she laughed, hitting me again.
“Hey, you look like Anne Hathway,” says some random dude in a Miami Hurricanes hat. Oh boy, that’s a new one, a guy coming in to interrupt an interaction that is going well. I look at Liz the whole time smiling with my arm around her lower back as she ignores the guy.
“Cute shirt bro, my little brother wears that,” says the guy.
“Thank you,” I reply, turning to him almost less than halfway with a smile and then turning back to Liz.
“Sorry about that, so House Of Yes, crazy place,” I reply as Liz looks at me and gives me a devious smile.
“You’ve really changed,” says Liz. We stare off into each other’s eyes and I am lost in her blue and beautiful eyes. For any readers, never compliment a woman on her eyes or genetic gifts, always on her style. The tone of our convos slows down as Liz is practically sitting on my lap as we chat.
“Yo yo yo, that’s my boy right there, go get em MB,” says a voice as it taps me on the shoulder. Lo and behold, one of the spam approachers from the pickup chat I am a part of. I look back less than halfway, smile, nod, and then look to Liz and apologize.
“Got friends now?” asked Liz.
Now I have a great pivot into a recent life development. This has absolutely nothing to do with Easter but recently, I got a pet rabbit. The local animal shelter apparently got a bunch of them and I was always interested in rabbits, Playboy might have had something to do with it. Here goes my moment to see where I can take it.
“Speaking of friends, I got a new one from a shelter,” I reply.
“A dog?” she asked, as I shook my head.
“A cat?” she asked, as I shook my head.
“Oh my god, do not tell me you are one of those weirdos with a freaking python or something,” said Liz, out loud.
“No, one more guess and it has nothing to do with Easter,” I reply.
“No, no way, you got a pet bunny?” she asked, excitedly.
“Yes, got her from a shelter, she is only a baby right now though so super hyper. Had to work her out a lot this morning and afternoon,” I replied.
“Pics or you are bull****ting me,” replied Liz.
“How about videos,” I reply, showing her a video of my rabbit running around doing Zoomies. Liz is getting hyper-touchy with me and I realize that I have been talking to her for a bit without figuring out any logistics. What else does she have going on?
“So Liz, what do you and the team have going on tonight?” I asked.
“Nothing much, we were taking it easy tonight and going out tomorrow night,” she said, as I noticed how hands off her friends are to her hanging out with me.
“Say what, I got a rooftop pool at my place with pool in it and if you guys aren’t too drunk, I can introduce you to my new best friend,” I reply.
To my surprise, Liz offers up no objections and her friends come along as well. We Uber back to my place. The only downfall is that the pool in my building closes after midnight and we are past that. Whatever, maybe the staff can kick us out. We go and arrive at the pool and then get the views. About an hour passes of good conversations and a fun time but the couple seems like they have to go soon.
I initially invite everyone out to see my pet but the couple turns me down while Liz is excited, in fact even pushing for it. The couple head on out, likely understanding what my real intentions were, and I take Liz to my apartment to see the rabbit. Liz is amazed by it and gets in its pen, playing with it. Thankfully, my bun is social for a shelter rabbit since I got it as a baby. I give Liz some cilantro and leafy greens to feed to it as it eats from her hand, happy with her petting it.
We chill out together, getting handsy with each other in front of my pet. I feel that blood rush and excitement of potentially closing a girl that I never could in college. Then, I finally hit Liz with one line.
“You know one thing rabbits love to do a lot,” as she looks at me and smiles. I go for the kiss and make out without resistance.
From there on out, it is easy getting Liz naked and ****ing. Somehow, my performance anxiety seemed to go away in that moment. A big part of it is because I ate Liz out for quite some time and she had a couple of orgasms from that. I’d get too hard talking in detail about the sex itself but we did it multiple times that night and a few times in the morning.
Liz and I had some sweet pillow talks. She told me about how it is so hard to find a good **** in NYC as half the guys are gay and the others just try to act that way. I smirk a bit as she tells me about how macho and buff the dudes in Miami are. Said that she got horny by just being in the city. No wonder it is tough to get a long-term relationship going here.