Discovery Flower (Part 1)

Good people this is my first post and I hope your criticisms will help me correct my mistakes and apologize in advance for the ones I've committed... enjoy. I'm going to tell you the story that involves who's writing this (Nico) and Flor, who was 20 years old when I met her, studying Nutrition at UAI in our hometown of Rosario, with a height of 1.65 meters and brown hair down to her shoulders, which didn't make her stand out until you stopped for a moment to look at those clear brown eyes, a few freckles on a perfectly cut nose and a chin that matched, her body oh her body was like a miniature guitar, with beautiful breasts curving downwards, a waist that ended in a Booty with divine legs. On the other hand, I was 1.78 meters tall, dark brown eyes, black hair, and a metabolism like a cheetah since I was always thin... not marked but close. I found myself at Boulevard Oroño bar waiting for a client to make a website (I'm an analyst and at 22 years old started making a living doing that), the guy had been giving me the runaround for an hour, every 15 minutes saying he was almost there. In the empty bar, a cover of the song Wherever you will go was playing when I saw Flor for the first time, semi-reclined in her chair looking at her watch, it was clear she was waiting for someone who didn't seem to be arriving, we were practically alone in the bar except for a couple of older men at isolated tables, it was time to take the leap and talk to her... I introduced myself, after a few jokes about how deserted the bar was, simulating echoes and things like that Flor understood that I was just someone like her killing time, we decided to share that waiting time, she told me the bar would pick up in a bit with happy hour and started talking a little more freely about her personal life, so I could understand it partly and partly deduce, she was finishing a relationship was short, I lived in the north zone (my parents had money), I had my own car and at that moment I was going to pick up my friend's notes who lived alone in the center, near the faculty. At that moment my cell phone vibrates with a message from that guy on the web saying 'arriving', when I look at the phone he says: F- You have your things to attend to and besides my notes must be ready (that was what I expected) (inside I thought if I lose her I'll die) N- Find the notes, I'm waiting for you here, the first beers of happy hour are on me. F- I have to go study, thanks anyway (he said with a half-smile) At that moment I saw a guy entering with some folders (I supposed it was the web client) so I pointed him out and said look Flor, that guy who's over there is now looking around everywhere for someone, he won't find anyone, he'll make a call to my phone which as you see is silent. Everything happened just as I had anticipated and I didn't answer the phone, I looked at her fixedly and told her it was a very important business for me that I was leaving behind, that I also had things to do but since I met her my priorities changed. F- really I have to go but you can give me the number of that silent cell phone, maybe I'll call you. I quickly noted the number which she took from my hand with a small touch as if it were a conformist's whim, she smiled at me with a very sweet smile and started her parade through the empty bar where I didn't stop looking at her for a second and to this day I could describe every one of her joggings' black curves or the way her white shirt without a bra made her breasts fall in a way that convinced they were going down but at the last moment they turned around and pointed upwards again and she was holding her swimsuit because it must have understood that wearing it on her belt would be a sin, there went my sleep young lady with the lottery number in her hand and I hoping it would draw soon or else I'd eat my heart out until she calls me (or not). I raise my hand calling the waiter, ask for the first beer at 2x1 and wait to see if the message arrives, if luck changes because that day I lost the business and the young lady, only had my beer and I disoriented with a notebook in a bar that was starting to fill up with dudes during happy hour. I ordered the second one, took it halfway, what I wanted wasn't there, it was over there in an apartment just a few blocks from the faculty. I get on the motorcycle and head home, start eating my heart out! He must have thrown away the number without even looking at it! Told it to his friend and they're laughing their ass off! And stuff like that, at one point I feel like the phone is ringing with messages, I arrive home and desperately throw the motorcycle and look at the phone, only messages from that jerk on the web because I left him hanging, felt a mix of anger (because it wasn't the message I was expecting) and pride because I stood up to the guy who had me spinning around for an hour. After finishing getting settled, my cell phone rings again and I see it's from a number I didn't have saved (if it was a wrong number, I'd break the phone), open the message. Unknown - Nico, are you there? N- No, Who are you? (already knew who it was) Unknown - Florencia, don't get worked up (I loved that he said those almost-curse words to me) F- I'm with my friend Nadia on a study break and told her that today I met a good dude in a bar but here's the dilemma she says that good dudes no longer exist. What do you think? N- Tell your friend that good dudes still exist, but they're getting fewer and fewer, for example, I think the last one is me (I said it jokingly) F- Good dudes don't exist!!!! (surely her friend with the phone). N- Just because she doesn't have the luck of finding one doesn't mean they don't exist, Flor. F- Come and meet him... you want to know him.... I left frozen, looked at the time 23:30, it wasn't late on a Friday. Early on, the message was unclear, did Flor want me to go to the department where they were alone? Did her friend want to get to know me better? Were they messing with me? As everything was through text, I could only decipher when Nadia and Florencia spoke a few times, so I had to answer without seeming desperate or disinterested. Flor was a more reserved but not annoying girl, so I was sure her friend had incited her to send the message... otherwise it wouldn't have happened. I stopped daydreaming and answered: N- Dale salgo para allá, me dijiste la zona pero si podrias ser mas precisa te aviso cuando estoy abajo. I made the trip from home (west zone) to a nearby area around Oroño and San Juan, waited at the indicated direction which was one of the most modern buildings in the area, managed to see that the elevator opens and Nadia, who is the same age as Flor, gets out and greets me with a kiss on the cheek, we go up to the floor and I'm carrying my helmet under my arm so we get stuck a bit at the door, while closing it and going up, Nadia looks at me with her lower lip curled and nodding her head like giving me a doubtful approval, I took advantage and did the same to try to get her attention, she's the typical outgoing type who knows she's good-looking and uses it to her advantage, almost my height with Californian highlights hiding a clear brown hair underneath, had the same skin tone as Flor (a toasted color that only comes from spending time in the snow). We arrived at her apartment, the living room was something small but cozy, 2 rooms with heating on (we were in the last days of winter), something was playing on TV through YouTube, some chocolates on the table and some coffee cups that seemed already finished, so they served me one, after a couple of incisive questions from Nadia like ¿asi que te gusta mi friend? how do you have it, came at the touch? what kind of virgins do you like cuties? because here you're taking yourself to the most virga of all Rosario, etc seems like she got tired of using me as a new toy and said well I'm going to make another break with Francisco, who must have been someone from the building because he left the apartment in slippers. All the stars of the Milky Way had aligned and speaking of milk they don't know how the rats were going at a thousand. She told me come let's go to the couch to listen to music, we settled one on each body of the couch leaving a small gap in the middle... she puts the same cover that was playing at the bar, I take advantage to see what band it was, you could see a skinny guy with a guitar Boyce Avenue that's where I realized that some fiber had touched me, unconsciously Flor wanted to transfer herself to the moment we passed at the bar, I realized she had me but it would cost me to concretize some rats I had in mind, so after 15 minutes of chat and some hand gestures I decide to put on fifth and ask: N- isn't it much that your friend calls you the most puritan of the city? F- what happens is that Nadia doesn't understand the difference between liking many boys like her and liking one but well. N- I got ahead and told my girlfriend I like a girl but well. (it had turned into a preschool girls' chat). She turns around on the couch, wearing the same jogging suit and the same shirt without a bra that she wore at the bar, leaves her belly button exposed when she lies down on my lap, looks me in the eye while grabbing one of my hands (until that moment I thought I had her trapped but everything turned upside down and the trapped one was me, there was no place in the world where I would have wanted to be more than there, on that couch with her in my lap while telling her about the freckles on her nose.) F- if you're nabo N- nabo why? F- kiss me The magic that happened next is hard to explain, it was that perfect kiss, perfectly crossed lips and humid that caused an erection almost immediate which I disguised by lifting my left leg giving her back support and thus being able to kiss her better, I brought my right hand to her navel which had been left free and instinctively went up to search for her breasts but stopped me, I insist again and get the same response. She understood that I was denying something but in return she gets on top of me with one leg on each side which makes her feel my erection and leads her to give a sigh inside my mouth, it continues with small movements not frenetic but rather like a massage, it was a pelvic massage followed by a sigh every time, while holding my neck with both hands we stayed that way for a few minutes, then I hug her and look at the jogging pants marked perfectly on her shoulder and the two lateral straps of a white thong that wanted to escape. I can't take it anymore, I move her away, look at her and tell her: N- Let's go to the room. Disconfident and nodding more out of obligation than desire she gets up and goes into the smallest room available before we enter, turns on a light, crosses her arm in front of the door, looks at me and says F- It's so we can be more comfortable and for you to kiss me, if you have anything else planned, let's stay on the couch. Before crossing the threshold, tell me that you understood. (It was her way of saying she was already doing more than she had planned and setting her own limits) N- If I understood it's so we can be more comfortable but I'm already kissing you. Lowering my head 45 degrees to her right and squinting my eyes, she repeats the same thing so you can kiss me, ready, I had already understood everything. We enter a small room with a Durlock cabinet and a double bed with a bedside table, some puff-style sofas, she reclines on the bed facing upwards waiting for me, when I see her I wonder how I'm going to fulfill the word I said before entering the room, she tells me to turn off the light which makes a lamp at her reach turn on immediately. It was a bit thinner. I lie down on her, kiss her (I couldn't believe how good she smelled, it was a mix of baby perfume and some soft cream) under her neck then under her sweater and almost bite one of her nipples to finally kiss her belly button, managed to lift her sweater up to beneath her breasts leaving it off there that's where she set her limit, feeling those beautiful breasts on my head I took advantage to kiss her belly button and all her abdominal zone which I learned by heart, her sighs became stronger each time understanding what was happening next I take off her pants (there was no resistance) I can't believe it I take off her complete pants (it's like unloading a guitar) I start kissing her on the ankles and go up my heart is racing her sighs are much more anticipating what's inevitable, she bites me on her underwear eating her along with all her crotch I feel all my chin wet, try to pull out her thong but she stops me with a hand movement lift my gaze to make eye contact she nods off and closes her eyes while taking my head from behind slide her thong not from above but from the side... In the background you can hear the sound of the apartment door and then some steps. Comment if you liked it, I'll prepare part 2... Part 2http://m.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5463287/Flor-de-descubrimiento-Parte-2.html