It All Started With Second Kiss

Our first kiss wasn't all that great. With all the emails we had exchanged piror to our first date, we were so anxious and pressured ourselves way too much. So when it happened we're so nervous, it was laughable. I didn't want him to think that I was a lousy kisser and he didn't want me to think he was a bad kisser. So we decided to try again and promised to have a second date..

Two weeks later, we met at a coffee shop and walked to the movie theatre. It's a movie date... We sat on the seats, pulled up the arm rest between us, so we could sit closer.

I felt that he was nervous again. I was so nervous that maybe he could hear my heartbeat. The movie began, but no sign of him initiating the contact. We were sitting in silence and I realized an hour had already passed without both of us touching each other. I was getting frustrated and getting anxious. Finally, I had to lean and whisper in his ear, "So, when are we going to make out? Or are we just going to see this movie and go home?"

Paul finally smiled and position himself towards me. I smiled and postioned myself towards him. "Hi there," I said. I saw his face getting close to me and finally, our lips met for the second time. Oh forget it, he had me at second kiss - his soft lips. It was so amazing. Then we kissed again and again. We couldn't stop kissing each other. Our lips, our tongues, our juices - we were both losing ourselves in the dark theatre like two kids in lust.

He once told me it starts with a kiss... He was right. It was the beginning of our sweet affair...