Six Hours with a Nerd 🎮🍷

Okay so, I have to tell you about this booking I had recently, because honestly? I'm still thinking about it.

This guy books me for six hours. Not a dinner date, not an overnight, somewhere in the middle. And when I show up, he opens the door and I almost laughed, in a good way. Glasses slightly wonky, some gaming t-shirt I didn't understand, and the cutest nervous smile. A proper nerd. And I mean that as a compliment, because nerds? Underrated. Trust me.

So we go to dinner. He's picked this cute little place, candles, quiet corner, the whole thing. At first he's so shy, like, staring at the menu shy. So I lean in and ask him to tell me about his favourite game. And babe, he came alive. Hands moving, voice getting all excited, and I'm just sitting there like… okay, I see you. There's something about a man talking about something he loves. It's hot. I don't make the rules.

Then we head back to his. He's apologising about the mess before he's even unlocked the door, which, babe, please. I've seen worse. Heels off, dress unzipped juuust enough to make him panic a little 😏 and we end up on his sofa, his setup, his favourite game. He's teaching me, and I'm terrible. Was I deliberately terrible? …Maybe. Because every time I lost, he got braver. Hand on my knee. Kiss on my shoulder. A little "you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Yes, darling. Yes I am.

Somewhere around level four, the controller ended up on the floor. Oops.

And then… the shy nerd? Gone. Six hours of teasing over dinner and cuddling on his sofa does something to a person, apparently, because he kissed me like he'd been waiting his whole life. And I let him take the lead, right there on his sofa, cushions everywhere, game music still playing in the background while I'm moaning into his neck. Very cinematic. 10/10.

And that's the thing about longer bookings, we weren't rushing. We built up to it. So by the time he actually touched me properly, my body was already begging for it.

When our six hours were up, I stood at his door, fixing his wonky glasses for him, and he was grinning like he'd just beaten the final boss.

Honestly? Maybe he had. 🖤

Could be you next, you know. Dinner, games, and whatever happens after… my inbox is open, baby. Six hours is just the beginning. 💋

T