Beautiful Encounter

This happened in the fall of 2016. I had been in a dark phase in both in my professional and personal life for sometime already and I wasn't much into the whole dating scene nor had I been on any dating apps. The last being many months ago.

Also I had been working nights for more than a year by then, and it was shite, contributing to my dark phase.

One Saturday evening that September, after I had woken up and gotten ready I was trying to make some plans for the weekend, when I received a text from a guy, that really caught me off guard. He wanted to know if I was free and if possible then to meet up.. I immediately reply and after some back and forth we decide to meet. He sends me his location, I book an Uber and finally am on the way.

The reason for me being caught off guard was that (a) that was the first time we communicated in a year and I kinda forgot about him. He moved to the city around the same time a year ago and had been looking around when we connect. We chat and plan to meet but due to our different work timings, our packed schedules (including on weekends), we weren't able to make time at all; and (b) trust me, he's an incredible sexy and hot guy, a hunk. He's one of those who consider gym as a second home and he works out a lot, cause of which he's extremely buff and toned and has muscles at all the right places on his body, in short absolutely sexy... Totally drool worthy.. Adonis. (Thank God he saved my number).

Which also was the reason for my worry. He's quite strong and I was worried about getting hurt... Not physically(as I can handle that), but emotionally and maybe sexually, if we get that far. Physically yes he's super hot and all, but I don't want him to be like those stereotypes/jerks that one comes across in life. I don't want to be disrespected or taken for granted or used or played. And am on the thin side, he being on the opposite end of the spectrum.

By the time I arrive at our meeting point I'm nervous. I inform him and wait, trying hard to calm my freaking nerves.

And, there he arrives in a red sleeveless hoodie and boy, was he sexy! Oh my Gosh.. trust me I was so awed by his physique and the way he carried himself. There's confidence and power radiating off him.... Zero cockiness.... By the time he walks towards me, I'm almost a bundle of nerves. We shake hands, small talk and we head over to his place. Neat and well maintained. He notices my nervousness/awkwardness, tries to make me feel at home and pours some whisky. We spend some time in the living room with him also cooking dinner.

I immediately notice there's something different about this guy. He definitely wasn't a player (or any of the regular tropes that I thought earlier) or mean. But a thorough gentleman, smart, caring, thoughtful and yes, gentle (that I later realized), and I start feeling comfortable in his presence.

Later we head to his bedroom.. anticipation and tension (maybe sexual) and his sexiness are making me feel a certain way. I take a leap of faith and kiss him surprising him, and he pounces on me (maybe wanting me to take the first step) and we make out hot....he rolls over me, pinning me under him, holding my hands above my head.. and then we made love...very intimate and very explosive....

This man truly surprises me through and through... despite being so strong and muscular, he was attentive, caring, and yes gentle... Never did I ever think I would end up spending time with such a sexy, hot man forget making out/making love, and yet here am I with him. He never ever made me feel disrespected or used or felt as if am being taken for granted.

After we made love, I didn't want to leave. He too wanted me to stay. After dinner, I needed some space and time to be alone to clear my head and think straight to figure out stuff and so head out for a walk, and he accompanies as well (though I didn't tell him the exact reason why).

And as we were walking quietly, I kept stealing glances at him, really wondering what's he doing with me or what am I doing with such a guy.. I didn't have any insecurities as such, nor am I over-exaggerating about him, but come on... this guy should be belonging to the Museum of Hot and Sexy Men... I mean I can go on and on, and I still at times to this day tell him.

We head back and go to bed as he has to begin work early. He knows I want to see him shirtless, and he does just that... and once again my jaw drops and mouth waters even though we made love an hour and a half ago.

Once we hit the bed, I again take a leap of faith by spooning him and holding him tight. I rest one hand on his sexy chest. I also take the liberty of kissing him on his neck (especially where the neck and shoulder meet) and on his shoulders and running my other hand across his hair until he sleeps. And I continue doing that throughout the night, occasionally kissing him, listening to him breathing and his heartbeat, which at times makes me doze off here and there.

Morning he wakes up and he's surprised that I'd been awake all along and I remind him about my night shifts.

Later, we make love again. I get ready to leave and he has to get ready for work. I book an Uber, and we head out together, him wanting to see me off. He asks me to inform him once I reach my place....which I do and I let him know that I absolutely enjoyed my time with him, and that I want to meet him again, to which he responds likewise.

We continue meeting again, and then again till the next year and more. He's the only guy I meet and would always look forward to spending time with him and would enjoy and treasure every moment that had been spent with him.

Once, we had already met a few times by then, it happened that he posted some shirtless work out/post work out pics that just went absolute crazy on his account, and there were a ton of appreciations and comments. Yes, I was among the first to show my appreciation with watering mouth, and yes, I went through each comment that was posted, until I came across two that were posted by some female colleagues that I found to be...well it made me see red... At that instant I texted him letting him know what I came across and that I didn't appreciate it.. to which he calmly asked me that 'you have seen everything, why are you concerned?' And I broke into a wide smile, replying, 'Yes, and am glad and lucky', and it bothered me no more.

We continued meeting and spending time (and more) with each other until I had to leave to another city, and to this day we're in touch.