Years ago, I met this girl on a flight somewhere. I don’t recall exactly which trip, I know it was one of the many trips that I took alone. She was very attractive and we started chatting. We exchanged information and continued to talk on the phone and video chat for awhile.
There was clearly a romantic interest there, and one day she tells me that she wants to do a video chat. I agreed and we started talking. She then asked me if I wanted to see her dancing to this song that she loved, I said I’d like that very much. So she started doing this odd yet somewhat sexy dance.
After a while she was looking warm from moving, and she asked me if I wanted to see more of her body as she dance. Uhm, hello, of course I do! So she took off her shirt, and then removed her pants and continued dancing for me. I was kind of shocked, because I liked this girl, and I thought she liked me too, but I didn’t know that she was so comfortable with me that I’d get this very intimate look at her. Wow, her body was flawless!
As she continued dancing, she undid her bra, but covered her naked breasts with her hands. Again, I was in awe, she was very beautiful, had an amazing soft brown complexion, and she was very curvy in all the right places. Truly a sight to behold in the thong and bra-less.
After a while she stopped dancing and asked me what I thought? I told her I thought she was absolutely beautiful in every way, and that I wished we were in the same room so that I could have a greater appreciation for her beauty. She said that she wished the same!
We continued speaking, but nothing physical materialized. Eventually, we both started seeing other people and our communications died down. She told me that she was virgin, and she had exhibited some extreme attachment tendencies that kind of scared me. I was afraid to be the first man she was ever with because I didn’t want to hurt her, and I didn’t want the kind of trouble that comes with that. So I did not pursue her as aggressively as I could have. I knew if I wanted us to go further, I could have made it happen. The thing is, I wasn’t sure if I wanted that.
I know that based on the way life is, someone else would do it, but I didn’t want that to be me. I didn’t mind being number two or three though, but it never came to be. It’s been many years and years since we spoke, but I recently remembered my very first, personalized webcam dance from that beautiful Puerto Rican lady.
Growing Up Bronx
Please note the date on a post as it may be an old viewpoint. I keep old posts to show my evolution. The opinions and views expressed here are solely those of the author.