Saori didn't consider herself a lucky person, everything she had achieved had been a lot of hard work, but now, sitting on that couch with the laptop in her lap, she could consider herself a lucky person. Saori had found a site that fit precisely the standards she wanted, Sexlog.com was a site for those who only wanted sex for one night, nothing that involved feelings, just physical and sensual contact.
Since the end of their relationship she hadn't had sex, and it had been months since she had, the men she met didn't just want sex, they wanted a relationship. And someone with a 70-hour shift couldn't really have a good long-lasting relationship, her last relationship had been the second worst of her life, while she was at her job, he would bring women into her house, using her bed or couch to fuck, when Saori found out the truth, she made him pay for every piece of furniture he used to fuck those sluts, should we point out the high standard she lives in? Every piece of furniture was expensive.
It hadn't even been a few minutes since she had signed up on the site, and she had already received messages from a few suitors, she was a beautiful woman with good curves and a charming smile, so she could select who interested her. But nothing had pleased her, middle-aged and bald men, some who looked like they came out of a movie, definitely fake profiles.
He looked at the site's feed again, seeing the singles with the highest scores, but nothing interested him, wanted something we could say, exclusive. The message notifications came one after another, her curiosity spoke loudly. She opened the icon, seeing the messages, some funny and others normal, compromising pictures that made her laugh, but here most caught her attention, it was the most direct possible.
"Sex, yes or no"
"Direct, my dear..."
Saori opened the profile of "Yoshi1", and looking at some of his photos, she opened a photo "randomly," today was her lucky day, the man with straight black hair was smiling seductively in his image, the dark brown eyes almost black, the large irises were shining, the angular face the perfectly drawn cheekbones, made the thin mouth even more eye-catching, and the white t-shirt with the long sleeves up, the first three buttons were open, was there a tie there? It had been taken off long ago, and the white arms with long veins were exposed, he was handsome, even too beautiful, could it be a fake profile?
She opened the conversation again and analyzed the pros and cons. The chance of having sex with a possible handsome guy made her type quickly, without even questioning, but should she? The intention was to get laid, not to get his resume.
"Yes."
The typing icon popped up on the laptop screen, and a chill took over the woman's stomach, she even looked like a teenager with her first internet flirtation, but this was way beyond just a flirtation, if the gods were in her favor, indeed he was handsome, and she would get laid.
"If I may say so, you are very hot."
"What a polite man."
She laughed, watching him type something else, before he sent the message, Saori ordered quickly, and she couldn't pass up a compliment for that man...
"I say the same for you, my dear."
She bit her thumbnail eagerly as she waited for the message from the hot gentleman, she felt like a teenager about to have her first sex.
"How about we avoid future disappointments, Koba23?"
"I would be very hurt to find out that your profile is fake.
"How about we make a video call? That avoids many headaches for both of us."
She bit her lip hard, and the notebook showed the picture of the man she was talking to, the loud and annoying sound of the call present Saori to hesitate for a moment before sliding her finger across the mouse, if he wanted a call it was because he was utterly sure who he was, with that thought, she clicked the green call icon.
The screen went black for a moment, and the man appeared in front of her, he lowered the paper in his hands, by the dark blue suit, he could only be at work. He put his work aside, and the man propped his head on his hand as he smiled, his black hair was messy, which made it even sexier. Saori returned the smile as she watched, she bit her lip without noticing, he must have been an even better-looking man in person. She was a 29-year-old woman with a good track record of handsome men, whether Japanese or foreign, but she had never met a gorgeous man like that in front of her, indeed, it was her lucky day.
"And what would the blue-haired lady's name be?"
Saori felt a pang hit her uterus when she heard the man's voice, the words hit her body, making it hot, a melodious voice, sexy and low. My God, couldn't this man be so perfect? But she had never met a beautiful man like that in front of her, definitely, it was her lucky day.
Saori felt a pang hit her uterus when she heard the man's voice, the words hit her body, making it hot, a melodious voice, sexy and low. My God, couldn't this man be so perfect? But it was an undeniable fact when a man seems so perfect in terms of appearance, there is always one minimal detail that spoils him, his voice. Nonetheless, he was an exception to this rule of the universe.
" Saori, what would yours be?"
He smiled, letting his eyes lower to her cleavage, he admired the pair of breasts in front of him, the man didn't even disguise what he was doing, but why would he know his intentions, and she knew his? There were two adults, and there was no need for disappointment or entanglements.
"Saito, I thank heavens you're not a fake… I would be so disappointed if you were."
He looked up, faking a sad look, but soon a smile appeared on his lips, Saito was a seductive man without even noticing, or maybe he noticed, that's why he smiled in that way that made him irresistible.
"I say the same about you, it would be a waste."
He smiled, leaving his well-aligned white teeth showing a perfect smile, he called out to her when he noticed her eyes in him, the huskiness in his voice made Saori's panties wet.
"Sir, we have a problem,"
Saori could hear in the background, and his eyes shifted from the screen, he waved his hand at someone as if telling the person to wait, and she didn't fail to note the watch that drew his wrist, a rich man, much wealthy.
"Unfortunately, work calls me, but we can have dinner tonight."
He smiled gallantly, making her smile almost passionately, not that it would come to that, but the truth is that anyone would smile the same way if they received a smile from that man.
" It would be my pleasure, Saito."
She smiled again, but this time it was his become to admire the almost naughty smile she had given him, a smile that stirred a specific part of his body, Saito ran his tongue over his lips, slightly wetting them with saliva, an unpretentious act, but that made the woman admire him in silence.
"It's already seven o'clock at night, how about nine? At the French restaurant, Gaston."
" I'll be there."
Saori hated fancy restaurants, she had come from a humble family, and she had a different palate since she was very young, but for that man, she could undoubtedly stand it, what would be a few hours with little food and plenty of snobby people, next to him, nothing.
He hung up the call giving a charming smile, Saori got up walking quickly to the bathroom, it was good to start getting ready, God knows how long it took to get prepared, with a man like that waiting for her, she would do everything to look divine and beautiful, more than she already was.
Saori washed her lengthy hair, using plenty of conditioners because of the recent touch-up in the blue strands, they were still a little dry, and the smell of lily filled the place, it was her favorite and expensive conditioner, she would produce herself with everything she could, after all, it wasn't every day that Saori went out with a man like that, she would impress even him, that should have gone out even with models. When she got out of the shower, she made a mental note to research Saito on the internet. Today was supposed to be Saori's lucky day, all those years of bad luck, for day the one in her entire life, she had to get lucky, a dinner with a gorgeous and charming man, likely wild sex, and her waxing it was done. She couldn't be happier.