Honor the Horrors of the Internet

Beauty IS THE BEAST

I met my girlfriend, Sarah over the internet on one of those dating sites. We talked for several months and I eventually decided to meet her in person. I traveled to her house that was located in some apartment in a pretty urban area. I don't really like cities but I was willing to do anything for her. We went to a local restaurant and talked for hours about our interests and lives. She was absolutely beautiful, body and personality. Everything about her was so amazing. After about five hours, she finally asked the question I had been anticipating for so long, "Hey, Timothy, do you wanna go to my place?"

I answered with an excited, "Yes!" I was worried I seemed too eager and excited. Was I too excited? Did I seem creepy? Was I too desperate sounding?! Holy fuck, did I just ruin another date by being an awkward fuck?

I finally snapped out of my nervous rambling in my brain when she said, "Well, what are you waiting for?" with a sensual but loving smile.

I said, "Nothing, I'm sorry. I didn't seem weird when I said yes, did I? I usually freak out girls and they leave me after the first da..."

She put her finger on my lips. She said, "Shhh. I don't think you're weird. I think you are the most amazing person I've ever talked to. Just come on to my place."

I was so relieved that I felt like crying. We drove back to her place in her vehicle. We sat at her table for a few minutes, staring into each other's eyes. I was worried I was making it awkward but as soon as that thought crossed my mind, she said, "Want to go to my bedroom?"

I froze immediately. My heart was pounding with a mixture of excitement and fear.

I said, "WHAT?!"

She said, "I asked if you wanted to go to the bedroom, silly. Don't worry, I won't... Bite..." She softly bit my neck as she said that.

We kissed and wrapped our tongues around one another. We walked into her bedroom, still kissing and grabbing, passionately. We tossed our selves on the bed. We undressed each other. We couldn't wait to get each and every zipper zipped and every button unbuttoned. We made love and it was exhilarating. The next morning I woke up beside her. She was lying in my arms. I looked into her sweet, sweet face. She woke up after a while and her eyes met mine. She held me tightly as she was seemingly staring into my very soul.

She said, "Last night was absolutely amazing."

I said, "Yeah, you're one Hell of a lover."

She quietly smiled and chuckled. "Not as good as you are, Timothy," she said, still staring into me with her starry, blue eyes.

We sat down at the table after we cooked breakfast together. I said, "Damn, this is even better than the restaurant."

Sarah smiled and said, "It's probably because you helped."

I nodded my head no and said, "Nope. It's because we cooked it." We hugged and then eventually, I moved out of my small house in the woods and moved in with her. After a year, love took its course and we were married. Something was missing though. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. What could be missing when my lifelong dream of being loved by a beautiful, nice person had come true? After a few months, I finally came to the conclusion. I was missing home. I missed the lukewarm air of the forest, the nice scent of the forest and the company of the wildlife. I wanted Sarah to experience this too. One afternoon, I asked her, "Hey, have you ever wanted to go in the forest?"

She said, "I'm not sure. I have always kind of been scared of it to be honest."

I said, "It's not scary at all. Remember my house you visited when we first met?