One-shot Compilations

First Date Sex

"Are you sure you're okay with   waiting while I'm doing my mani-pedi?" I asked him for the umpteenth time, hoping he would change his mind.

"Oo, okay lang talaga sa akin," sabi niya.

"Are you really sure? If you want, I'm okay kung magcocoffee ka muna sa labas," sabi ko sa kaniya.

"Ang kulit nito," he said and pinched my cheeks. "Okay nga lang. We can talk while you do that."

I pouted kahit na hindi naman niya nakikita. Nakokonsensiya ako. This is our first date, but I feel so fucking underdressed and unprepared. Sinabi ko naman sa kaniya na nakapambahay lang ako. Plain sky blue shirt, white shorts and tsinelas lang. I just did a little makeup. He told me to call him kung nasa city na ako. Well, I did. I also told him marami pa akong bibilhin at pupuntahan Hindi ko naman ine-expect na pupuntahan niya agad ako. He was so prepped. He wears a yellow shirt with tattered jeans and he wears shoes. He got a  little gray sling bag na dala-dala nito. He also wears a sunglass and his golden wrist watch na sa isang tingin ko pa lang natatakot na akong baka maholdup kaming dalawa o masnatch.

He's a pastry chef -- I mean, was a pastry chef. Sa Cebu siya nagtatrabaho last year, but as a result of the pandemic umuwi siya rito sa Negros.

When he told me he was a pastry chef, I was like, wow! A pastry chef! When I think about it, I thought that a pastry chef is just a grandeur term for a baker. He patiently explained to me the difference of a pastry chef and a baker. He said pastry chefs have the authority and power, and they have a team under them. They mostly create recipes. They bake too, but more on the creative side. Bakers on the other side do the hard work too, but they are not necessarily a pastry chef or a boss. I was like, ohhh. I was enlightened.

Tumabi siya sa akin sa malaking couch while the lady at the salon was attending me. Napatitig siya sa akin.

"Bakit?" tanong ko sa kaniya ng mapansin ang pagtitig niya sa akin. I can't see his whole face kasi naka face mask siya. I smiled at him kahit na hindi nito nakikita. Umiling siya sa akin.

"Wala lang," sabi niya sa akin. He smells great. I can't describe the smell, but it has a masculine scent on it. The people at the salon were watching us with smiles on their faces.

"Grabe 'no? Ang init sa labas," sabi ko sa kaniya. Just so we can have something to talk about. I was surprised at how touchy he was with me. He put his arm over my shoulder. Wow, amazing. Like seriously on the first date? But I let it slide. I thought of it in a positive way. I feel like he's proud of me at hindi niya ako ikinakahiya na ipakita sa ibang tao.

"Oo nga," he said. He started talking to me about random things.

Speaking with Giann for a while, narealize ko kung gaano karami ang differences namin. Our values and beliefs are different from one another. Although, we have different point of view about things, we respect each others opinion and we support one another.

We talk about our different opinions. The thing that I liked most about speaking to him next to his sense of humor is how he stood his ground in his beliefs. He doesn't waver in what I say and so do I. We both agree to disagree. It's like we are having a debate, but we are not imposing opinions on each other or making it seems like our opinion is the right one. Instead, we inform one another about our own views, which for me is very fun and healthy. It's refreshing to hear a different perspective and opinion about some topics.

For example, I believe in horoscopes, tarot cards and predictions. Like not really believe it religiously, but it's like a guide or something. It's complicated. Giann said he believes none of these things. He believes that only God would know what the plan is. No one would be in the position to foresee things. He's a good Roman Catholic. I'm also a Roman Catholic, but I'm no devotee. I believe in just about anything.