A short erotic story in 4400 words. Contains adult content, so by continuing reading you confirm that you are at least 18 years old. Thank you What do you do when you find yourself alone on Valentine s Day? You find yourself a blind date. But before you could even get to the agreed meeting point, a whole new adventure starts with a stranger who asks for a ride. How could you possibly leave someone outside in the pouring rain? It s Valentine s Day, after all. And besides, what happens in the car stays in the car, right?"Oh, for God s sake, move it already, would you? "I realize it a minute too late that I m shouting in vain. Firstly, because I m in my car and the windows are all pulled up tightly, so that they can prevent the rain from pouring in, and there is no way that idiot in the fast lane could have heard me. Okay, I know that it s called the fast lane for a reason, but still he shouldn t drive like a lunatic. Not when you can t see sod all. Secondly, it isn t his fault that I m late. And maybe most importantly it isn t his fault that it is Valentine s Day and that I m still single. Well, if I don t count my hook-up with Alan, but that surely doesn t count, especially considering that tonight I m on another blind date. This proves as well that so far, they haven t worked for me. True, I got many one-night stands, but I would prefer something more substantial this time. It wasn t my fault that Alan forgot to mention that he was married, and it quite conveniently popped into his mind only after he fucked me. Oh, well. Seeing all the boutiques fill with hopeless romantics didn t help my mood either. Somehow I always dread this day, long before it s due. It s all about spending money you don t have, on stupid things your alleged loved one won t need. Or maybe they will just throw it in a pile with the rest they get from their other admirers. Because that s the kind of world we live in today. But you still can t celebrate Valentine s Day with a fling, can you? There needs to be passion, a secret longing to see that person. There needs to be a spark, even if it won t last. Or at least that s what it should be about. I don t even know why I still bother, to be totally honest.I let out a sigh, slowing down at the next crossroads as the lights turn red. I think I have always expected too much from this single day. Single? Seriously? But anyway, it s not like I m freaking Cinderella and I could bump into my prince charming any minute. I mean, this is real life and not a fairy tale. I have to get a grip, and I need to do it now. V day or not, whoever is waiting for me at the hotel s restaurant will have to do. He did insist to meet me specially tonight, and although I don t normally fall for a guy based on his profile on dating sites, but he certainly has a boyish charm. Not to mention his exquisite taste when it comes to surprises. He only texted me the address today, requesting that I wear a silk red dress and red heels. Okay, so he might be a pervert, but I decided to go along with the plan anyway. We won t be in the middle of nowhere, and the hotel is very expensive. So surely he has manners, right? He is trying to impress, which is a surprise in itself, as most guys just want to get into my panties as quickly as they spot me enter the room. As if seeing them should be enough to make me all hot and bothered. Maybe I should take it as a compliment, because I m sure that s how they see it. They would say that I turn them on so much that they just can t control themselves. Please, give me a break, they say that to every girl they want to fuck. It s all about tactics. And I know that this mystery guy might be no different, but I m not about to give up now. This Valentine s Day is going to be different from the rest. One way or another...
