"Poor girl…" After murmuring this in my ear, she moved away a bit, her mood lively, then turned back toward me.
Taking a closer look at the girl, I couldn't help but notice her overwhelming beauty. Such divine beauty! My heart skipped a beat as I gazed at the radiant woman before me, her beauty glowing in the golden embrace of the sun.
She was wearing a short shirt that revealed her flawless stomach and left her bra exposed. She didn't make any effort to hide her perfectly firm and imposing breasts, which stood proudly despite their overwhelming volume. For a moment, I even imagined they were fake.
However, feeling their flexibility pressing against my arm assured me they were natural.
"That idiot had booked a really nice restaurant. Want to go there?" she asked me with a gorgeous smile that made me blush.
I would have loved to say yes, but unfortunately, the only thing I could say was, "I doubt I could afford any dish at that restaurant, let alone pay the bill. Sadly, it's impossible. Sorry." Inevitably, I looked down, feeling a bit insecure.
"I see…" Her voice sounded disappointed, and she wasn't the type to leave anything to interpretation. She followed up, "It's a shame, I like people who can give me expensive gifts. I guess there's nothing to be done."
She spent a few seconds pondering the situation while I wasn't even sure if the date would continue.
"Let's go!" she said enthusiastically, turning around and walking ahead, her perfect butt now facing me. "There's a cheap diner at the mall. Oh, and one more thing: I don't like insecure men, so puff out that chest." Once again, she was brutally honest.
I lifted my head and turned my attention to what was in front of me: Mina's butt. And what a butt! Without a single sign of cellulite, her enormous, perfect ass bounced with every step, drawing everyone's gaze on the street. Moving my eyes upward, I could see her wide hips narrowing into an impossibly slim waist.
That woman looked like every man's sexual dream. Her body had the most killer set I had ever seen, fit, with perfect long legs, thick sensual thighs, a giant ass and breasts, and a beautiful face.
It was as if every bit of fat she had had accumulated in all the best places. Even her lips were full! Two perfect pink marshmallows, made for sweet kissing.
To top it off, her attitude made her even more sensual. With every step, she seemed to be walking on a runway, proudly displaying her sculpted body to the world. She had a perfect posture, a confident and sexy gaze, and a body that fully justified her arrogance.
I only snapped out of the trance of watching that woman when we arrived at our destination. Looking at Mina, it was clear she expected me to pay for the date, to which I shrugged and went to the counter to order a hamburger for both her and myself.
As I walked back to the table, my mind was racing, trying to figure out a way to start a conversation. Unlike when I was with Eva, Mina was someone I barely knew, so I was worried the conversation wouldn't flow naturally.
"What do you do for a living?"
My worries proved unnecessary, as the moment I got close, she took charge of the conversation without giving me a second to breathe.
"I... well, I work as a store clerk." My mind wandered through possible responses, but I decided to be honest. "And you?"
"I'm hot," she joked with a playful smile. Then she explained, "I work as a model, but I'm also studying photography. I took a break from my course to come here and save up for a year. Then I'll go back to school."
She seemed to have a special sparkle in her eyes as she talked about college, so I decided to dig deeper.
"Is becoming a photographer your dream?"
She seemed surprised for a moment by the question. Then, resting her head on her hand, she looked at me with a soft smile. Her eyes wandered over me before she replied:
"Well, I love taking pictures..." She paused for a moment, her gaze drifting upward as if searching for the right words. "I guess you could call it a dream. I'd love to travel the world, capture landscapes, cultures, and unique moments. I just love it."
The smile that lit up her face as she spoke about it was absolutely enchanting.
"I wish I could live comfortably by photographing what I see, but that's kind of silly, right? No one would hire me for something like that. I'd make way more money just working as a model."
"I agree you should stick with modeling. It'd be a shame to deprive the world of seeing you, even if it's just through photos," I joked.
"Indeed…" she smiled, accepting the compliment with confidence.
"But your dream is really beautiful. I think seeing the world would be a spectacular way to live, and if it's you, I believe you can make it happen."
"What do you think you'll achieve by praising me like that?" She smiled provocatively. "Just a heads-up, this won't get you anywhere." She said, maintaining a confident pose, though she seemed a bit more uneasy about the compliment this time.
"How are you going to make that dream a reality?"
She looked away for a moment. "I don't know…" I had finally found something really important to talk about. "I've never really thought much about it."
"There's no way you haven't thought about it. Are you insecure about your plans?" I teased her a little.
Mina, proud as ever, fell for the provocation, her response being an intense stare. She then explained that she was saving money for it, as well as investing. She also had a few other ideas on how to make it possible, but she didn't have any solid plan or anything like that yet.
The food arrived, and the conversation began to flow much more naturally. We mostly talked about Mina and her dream. It was beautiful to see the sparkle in her eyes when she spoke about it, so I inevitably focused more on that.
With full stomachs, I wasn't sure how to continue, but we still walked around a little. That's when we passed by the store where Isabel worked. Seeing that, I commented:
"A friend works here, I'll just say hi to her real quick," I explained, and the girl followed right behind me.
"What brings you here…" Isabel interrupted the question as she noticed I had a woman with me. Her lips curled into a smile, and she asked, "Another girl? Who's this?"
"What do you mean, another?" Mina asked.
"It's because we met when I was on a date with a coworker. There was a small mix-up and…" Without thinking much about the connotation, I proudly told the story in which I became a 'hero'.
When I finished speaking, something crossed my mind: it probably wasn't good to talk about other women during a date. Well, the whole situation wasn't exactly romantic and could only be described as unusual, but still…
"I didn't mean that…" I nervously waved my hands in denial, but I wasn't sure what to say.
At my reaction, Mina burst into laughter. Isabel, on the other hand, approached, then with a sigh, she commented, "I'm always surprised by you."
The negative connotation in her comment was obvious, but I still responded jokingly, "I always exceed expectations, right?"
The girl gave a brief smile, "You're an idiot," she commented. Then, she quickly glanced around; seeing there were no customers nearby, she continued the conversation, "Why did you come here?"
"Just to say hi, no need to be so grumpy," I teased.
"Just that? You stopped your date for this?" She had a truly intimidating look, and I was sure I'd get a lecture through messages later.
"Do you two get along?" Mina, recovering from her laughing, asked.
We turned our attention back to them, then exchanged glances for half a second before answering that yes. I then apologized.
"No need to worry, your idiot side is funny, we are just having fun, I don't plan on ever dating you." My self esteem took a severe hit hearing her words. "It's fine if you go out with other girls, or have interest in other women."
She explained that she didn't care about exclusivity, she just hated men who lied or tried to deceive her in any way. So my honesty got me points, or something. Then, Turning to Isabel, she smiled and said:
"She's almost as pretty as I am. You definitely have good taste."
"I haven't said I was interested in her," I remarked.
"You don't need to say it, it's obvious." The two of them teamed up against me, making things difficult. After saying that line in unison, they both laughed lightly.
"But it's impressive how you're always next to a pretty girl. I wonder if you'll ever meet someone who surpasses me," Isabel commented in response to Mina's remark.
"Having high self-esteem is important," Mina replied with an ironic tone.
After that, they started chatting, seeming to get along… or not? At the very least, they were in sync. Plus, they always teamed up to attack me, which was incredibly unfair!
As we exchanged a few more words, I suddenly remembered something very important.
"That's right, I came here to buy the flower…" I muttered, giving myself a light tap for forgetting.
"You still haven't bought it?" Isabel gave me a mock disappointed look.
"Thinking about a gift for another woman now, huh?" Mina pretended to be jealous. At this point, I knew her personality well enough to say she wasn't irritated at all.
"Yes, is it a problem if we go get it?" I asked without thinking much.
The two exchanged glances for a moment, smiled, and said in unison, "Are you seriously going to ask that?"
This time, it was clear they had planned to attack me as a duo. As undeniable proof of their conspiracy, after speaking, they laughed a little and exchanged a quick high five.
Then Mina sighed, "Okay, I guess I can go with you, but you're buying a flower for me too."
"I was already planning to do that, but now you've ruined the element of surprise. You should've stayed quiet and let me look cool giving you a gift!" I complained playfully.
Isabel then looked around and realized she'd been stalling with us for quite some time, so she took the opportunity to say goodbye. With that, we decided to head to the flower shop.
We quickly explored the small shop. There weren't that many options, but the scent inside was pleasant, though compared to Isabel's garden, it felt a bit underwhelming. I wondered if it wouldn't be better to ask Isabel if I could pick something from her backyard… Well, she probably wouldn't let me; her flowers were practically pets to her.
That said, the shop was filled with vibrant colors and a soft mix of floral fragrances. In particular, there were several exotic orchids, and we lost track of time as we browsed through the options. Mina, with her bolder nature, suggested some extravagant choices, while I leaned toward more traditional flowers, like a typical rose.
"By the way, what do you think of this flower? I was thinking of buying it for my girlfriend," Mina asked casually, her tone light and innocent, as if it were no big deal, while holding up a daisy I found rather unremarkable.
Seeing my face twist in surprise, she smiled, making it clear she had gotten the reaction she wanted. After laughing at my expression, and possibly snapping a photo at the exact moment my eyes widened in shock, she went on to explain the situation.
Apparently, she was in an open relationship. The date with Cole had only happened because she found him attractive and enjoyed their conversation. While surprising, it made some of her actions make more sense.
That said, she admitted being very annoyed with Cole because he pretended to be smitten while actually having a girlfriend. She also emphasized that she never wanted to be anyone's mistress under any circumstances.
It was a bit surprising, but I was happy she was opening up to me more. It felt like she considered me a close friend rather than some random guy she'd just met.
We resumed our search, and that's when my eyes landed on a rare, exotic flower with petals that looked hand-painted, a delicate blend of light yellow tones that seemed to perfectly capture Mina's unique essence.
Certain of my choice, I decided to give her this special flower. I picked it up in secret. Sure, she already knew I was going to buy her something, but I still wanted to keep the element of surprise.
We then returned to our discussion about what to get for Amber, which ended with a great result. I found a beautiful flower Mina had suggested, with vibrant blue petals contrasting against a yellow center.
When Mina stepped away to use the bathroom, I took the chance to pay for the flowers and hide the one I had chosen for her. When she came back, I called out to her:
"Mina, wait… stand still for a second and close your eyes."
"So, you're giving me the flower now?" she smiled teasingly, closed her eyes, and stood completely vulnerable, trusting me. "Good luck. Do your best to surprise me."
Gently, I guided her a little so she stood in front of a mirror. Then, with care, I placed the flower gracefully in her hair, creating an enchanting image that enhanced her beauty even more.
"You can open your eyes," I said softly.
"It's very pretty," she smiled, looking at herself.
"Without a doubt, it shines just like you, catching everyone's attention with its vibrant energy. And, you know, according to the book on the meaning of flowers, this one symbolizes determination in pursuing dreams. I hope this flower can be like a little sun, inspiring you to move forward when you're afraid your dreams might be impossible."
Mina blushed slightly. "You really know how to hit the mark sometimes."
I chuckled softly, and our eyes locked in a smoldering gaze. I might have been inexperienced, but I knew exactly what that look meant.
Gently holding her face in my hands, I gazed deeply into her eyes before leaning in for a passionate kiss.
The soft touch of our lips, the floral scent lingering in the air, and the warm atmosphere of the shop created a magical moment that seemed to stretch into eternity.
It was a profound connection, where words became unnecessary, and only the shared emotions between two souls resonated amidst their floral journey.
Our bodies gravitated toward each other as the spiritual connection deepened into something undeniably physical. Passionately, we devoured each other, my hand sliding along her back until it rested on her perfectly shaped curves.
Pressing our bodies tightly together, I felt the fullness of her chest against mine. At the same time, my fingers sunk into the softness of her hips, savoring every detail.
"Should we go to a motel?" she whispered.
We stared at each other for a moment, and the answer was clear. With her clinging to me, wrapping her arms around mine and pressing her soft curves against me, she led the way to a nearby motel. In no time, we found ourselves in the room.
I went to shower first, as she insisted on going after me eager to surprise me with her sexy lingerie.