Sadistic Habits | 18+

thirty one

SERGIO

Last night had me constantly tossing and turning as I laid in bed trying to think of the perfect date idea. I couldn't ask her what she liked because that would've defeated the purpose.

I needed to plan something that would thoroughly impress her and surprise her simultaneously. So after a long night of struggling to sleep I decided my only option would be to call some reinforcements.

The next morning I was on the phone with my younger sister because she was closer in age to my girl. I figured she'd be able to give me some phenomenal ideas and she didn't disappoint.

Now all I needed to do was find methods to remain calm because quite frankly I was an anxious mess. I haven't been on a date in years. I swore to myself I wouldn't ever date again, let alone take someone on one and was really confident when I said that exact same thing to my friends.

Now look at me, I was fucking whipped and I'm sure even a blind person would've been able to see it. I didn't think that we'd reach this point, I was under the impression that our interactions would've been purely sexual but clearly denial was my best friend.

I texted Aaliyah in the morning, informing her about the time that I'd pick her up and gave her a hint regarding the dress code. I knew woman at least wanted clarity on what to wear — actually they needed it.

I've seen my sisters go into full blown panic mode because they didn't know if the dress code for their date was casual, formal or somewhere in the middle.

Now it was time to put my plans in motion, I made a few important calls, ran a few errands to get the supplies I required and then set everything up the second I returned home.

Once all of the preparations were complete, I went through my check list to ensure I didn't miss anything and once all of my boxes were ticked I smiled in satisfaction then realised if I didn't get ready right now I was going to be late.

So I headed to my bathroom and hopped in the shower, then got dressed. I wore a black golfer which happened to be rather tight around my biceps, light grey sweatpants and black sneakers — it was the opposite of what I normally wore on a daily basis.

I'd usually style my hair but today I decided to leave it as is, allowing it to air dry. In thirty minutes time it would be fully dry and slightly wavy.

I told Aaliyah to dress down and wear something comfortable, I wanted our first date to consist of us being fully relaxed and able to get to know each other without any formalities.

So I figured a dinner at a restaurant would be too formal and way too predictable, I was going to save the romantic candlelit dinner for another time.

I grabbed my phone, car keys and wallet then got ready to leave. Twenty minutes later I was parked outside of Aaliyah's apartment and was about to head up to get her when she came strutting out of the building.

Of course she completely ignored my instructions because I told her that I would be in front of her apartment door yet here she was leisurely walking towards my car.

If we weren't in public right now I would've probably been on my knees. Aaliyah wore an army green cargo pants, a white tank top with an oversized check shirt on top of it — with the buttons undone and white sneakers. Her hair was curly and she wore the cutest white and green head band.

God this woman didn't even have to try, she just made everything look so immaculate and she did it effortlessly.

I got out and walked around the car to the passenger door so I could open it for her. "Starting off strong I see." I said sarcastically making her eye me. She leaned in and kissed me on my cheek which in turn had me biting my lower lip.