First Love

First Love

(Written in July 2025)

The first few weeks working at Equilibria Insights had been a whirlwind for Rita. Her three years at McKinsey prepared her for the fast pace, but it was always challenging to learn the ropes on a new project, particularly while also getting used to new colleagues. She was naturally reserved and often took some time to warm up to people. Her colleagues at Equilibria were friendly enough, but they had their own lives. Rita hadn't connected with anyone yet.

Still, Rita was drawn to Daniel... with his magnetic confidence and sharp mind, he was one of the best performers in the company. Colleagues relied on him for ideas and direction, managers stopped to listen when he spoke in meetings. He could be funny, he could be serious. Every time they had talked, Daniel had been warm and friendly, his big expressive eyes meeting hers... In just a few weeks, she had grown infatuated with him.

Rita daydreamed about getting to know Daniel better, but was too shy to make the first move. She was afraid she wouldn't be his type, she wasn't for most guys... Her features were pleasant -- expressive brown eyes, a friendly smile, straight, dark brown hair usually in a ponytail. But she knew most guys didn't find her traditionally beautiful. Rita wasn't thin or hourglass-shaped.

She had always been a tomboy growing up. Riding her bike, swimming in her neighbor's pool, playing outside with the boys. She liked to move, to have fun, to be strong! She didn't want to stay home playing with dolls or gossiping. In college, Rita got into weightlifting; she was a natural and made quick gains. After, she switched to CrossFit -- turning tires and all -- and continued to become more swole.

Her 165 pounds were solid in her 5'7 frame. Rita liked being built the way she was, but it hadn't helped her find love. She had dated a few jock types in high school and college, but usually found them too full of themselves -- not interested in really connecting, getting to know her. She had always been more attracted to sensitive guys. But her athleticism seemed to intimidate them, and she was too shy, too afraid of rejection, to really put herself out there and take the initiative. Rita had always been jealous of the skinny, curvy girls all the guys swooned over.

The professional suits she'd been wearing every day hid the definition of her arms and legs. But her wide frame was obvious, and she knew Daniel could tell she wasn't dainty... He was a couple of inches taller than her, but seemed thin and lanky. Still, she found him so cute... his big, expressive brown eyes, the locks of his dark hair falling by his ears, the juicy lips she'd want to explore... could this sexy Chalamet become interested in her?

Sitting quietly in her cube, her mind wandered freely when Daniel's upbeat voice caught her ear...

"Would you like me to grab you a coffee, Rita?"

"Oh, thank you, Daniel! That's so kind. But you don't have to bother..."

"It wouldn't be a bother at all! I'm getting one for myself, and it seems like you can use one... work must be very exciting -- your eyes seemed to be contemplating the nature of existence," he joked gently.

"If that's the case, I guess I would like one too," she replied brightly.

"What kind of coffee would you like?"

"Surprise me! I'm curious what you think I like..." she said with a wry smile.

"Ok! Will be back in a sec," he said, dashing out.

Daniel is such a gentleman, she thought... Feeling his eyes on her, his warm, friendly smile had made her heart race a little. It was difficult to focus on work, waiting for him to come back...

"Here it is, a vanilla oat-milk latte!"

"Mmm... it's delicious, Daniel! How much do I owe you?"

"Don't worry, my treat! Got to be nice to the new teammate..." Daniel replied playfully.

"Oh wow, thank you, Daniel!"

"Gotta run! Big presentation at 2 pm today. See you later!"

His kindness gave Rita butterflies. She wished they could have spent more time chatting. Maybe they'd have some common interests and could hang out outside work?

Rita attended the 2 pm presentation. As usual, Daniel stole the show. His plan for improving school lunches in underserved communities hit all the right notes. Kids needed to learn from a young age to eat fruits and vegetables. But the food would also need to be tasty, or they wouldn't stick with it. The budgetary cost would be small compared to the benefits it would bring to the community and the country. Like his arguments, his delivery was so compelling. Just the right amount of wit and warmth. Rita could spend hours listening to Daniel talking about school lunches or anything else...

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The next day, Rita was hungry for lunch early. She hadn't been sleeping well the last few days, stress from the new job, thinking too much about Daniel... At 6 am, she got out of bed and ready for work. By 11 am, her stomach growled. She brought her ham and cheese sandwich to the lunch room, expecting to eat alone, again...

To her big surprise, Daniel was there, eating and reading at a small table. When he noticed Rita, his smile opened, and he motioned for her to join him.

"Didn't take you for an early eater..." Rita said playfully.

"I'm usually not... almost never have lunch before 12. Family of late eaters. But woke up early today, things on my mind. Also have a presentation at 12:30, so I figured I'd eat now. Never seen this place so empty..."

Rita noticed that he was eating a very appetizing, homemade beef stew. Her snap thought was concern... did he have a girlfriend who cooked for him? She'd never seen him wear a wedding ring, so she didn't think he was married... Did he still live with his mother?

"Your beef stew looks delicious!"

"Would you like to try a bit? Made it yesterday. Will be eating it for a few days."

Rita took a plastic spoon lying on the table and tasted Daniel's stew. It was delicious! This gorgeous man could cook! She was so relieved not to hear about any girlfriend...

"Really liked your presentation yesterday! So cool you get to work on improving school lunches."

"Thanks! I enjoy working on that project. Always wished I could make a difference, even a small one. Will be happy if some children grow to eat a bit better due to something I did."

"I bet they will! The school district people seemed convinced by your arguments."

"Yeah, hope so! How is your project going?"

"It's still early days, but I think it's going fine. I like working on improving public transit. People need to get places! Hope I'm doing well, though. Want to make sure Greg is pleased with the rookie."

"I'm sure he'll be. I can tell you're very smart and hardworking!"

His praise made her blush. Then he continued...

"I'm curious, when you're not fixing the transit authority, what do you enjoy doing? Any hobbies?"

"Huum, a few... I like working out, like hiking, like going to the movies when I have company..."

"Cool. I love hiking and watching movies too. To work out, do you go to the gym?"

"Yeah, I go frequently, like to keep in shape..." Rita didn't want to elaborate too much, fearful of scaring Daniel. "How about you? Do you ever hit the gym?"

"No, can't really get myself to do it. I like playing soccer and basketball, but can't really get into lifting. Too much commitment." He laughed sheepishly. "I love travelling too!"

"Oh really... any good trips recently?"

"Loved a trip I made with friends to Budapest last year. It has amazing architecture near the river. Also, always love to go back to Portugal, the country I'm from."

"Oh, cool... didn't realize you were not born in the US. You barely have an accent."

"Yeah, I've been here for a while and almost only hang out with Americans."

"What's worth seeing in Portugal? I've heard good things. Would like to visit one day."

"Portugal has amazing food, a beautiful coastline, long sandy beaches... It has a lot to see and enjoy!"

Rita imagined herself lying on a Portuguese beach, sunbathing next to Daniel... "Would love to go one day!"

"How about you? Any good trips recently?"

"Certainly nothing like you... My only time leaving the US was visiting the Canadian side of the Niagara Falls -- very beautiful by the way. But I wish to travel more. Just need the right company." She gave a shy smile, then looked down at her sandwich.

They chatted a while longer. They talked about TV shows, movies, music. Rita was into listening to EDM while working out, Daniel more into indie rock. At 12, Daniel had to leave, but not before asking...

"There is a weekly basketball game with people from work. Would you like to join us? We're playing tomorrow."

"Sure, that'd be great! Haven't played some hoops in a while. Hope I'm not too rusty!" Rita said cheerfully.

"I'm sure you'll be fine... we're not very good. Just a lot of love for the game!" he said cheekily. "Need to run now. Talk later, Rita!"

Rita was giddy to have spent lunch chatting with Daniel. She loved how their conversation flowed, and they had so much to talk about. She could hardly wait to play basketball with Daniel the next day...

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Later that afternoon, Rita got excited about an idea she had to improve the frequency of buses and wanted to share it with Daniel. She walked to his office, which had the door open. But when she peeked in from a distance, Sofia was inside, chatting away with Daniel.

That girl was stunning, with her bright blue eyes, full lips, wavy blonde hair... She was curvy in all the right places and much thinner than Rita. Sofia was shorter, but likely stood taller at the moment in her sleek high heels. She also showed a lot of leg, standing there in a short skirt...

Rita could tell that Daniel was engaged in the conversation. Which guy wouldn't be, with that bombshell in front of them? Sofia touched his arm briefly... She is such a flirt.

Sadness and a jolt of anger surged through Rita. She turned and walked back to her cubicle. Maybe Sofia was more what Daniel was into. Whatever she was about to tell him... didn't matter anymore. Her earlier excitement was gone.

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Wednesday was busy and passed in a flash. At 6 pm, Rita turned off the computer. Daniel came by her cube...

"Ready for the game? I'm really jazzed up for it. Glad the week is over the hump!" He continued animatedly.

Rita had been a bit down since seeing Sofia hitting on Daniel, but his enthusiasm lifted her spirits.

"I was born ready," She joked. "I'll meet you guys there in 10."

Rita walked to the gym near their work and changed into baggy, black shorts, cut mid-thigh, and a loose white t-shirt. She wanted to be comfortable playing, and there was no point pretending to be all girly-sexy to impress Daniel. That wasn't her. Also, her muscular arms and legs would be on display. She hoped Daniel wouldn't be intimidated like so many other guys she'd liked before, but there was no hiding who she was.

As she entered the court, Rita saw Daniel facing away, chatting with a few other guys from work. Nice cheeks, she chuckled. She had seen all of them before. A couple were taller than Daniel, two a bit pudgy, none really in shape. All a bunch of nerds at Equilibrium Insights, just like she expected -- so adorable.

"Hey Rita! Great, you're here. Everyone, this is Rita! She's our new hire from McKinsey. She's on the transit project. Rita is really smart, and I've heard she is also quite the athlete!"

"You flatter me, Daniel," Rita said, blushing. She noticed Daniel (and all the other guys) scanning her from head to toe. They probably didn't see an athletic woman very often.

"Sofia should be here in a couple of minutes. We can start to pick teams."

Great, the little flirt was coming to the game too... Two guys she couldn't name began selecting. Rita was picked first -- that guy knows what's up, she smirked. Then, Daniel was picked. They were going to be on opposing teams. Sofia was picked last, in Daniel's team...

As her name was called, Sofia sauntered into the room. A tight tank top clung to her ample chest, and micro-shorts bared her thighs and pressed against her assets. Damn, that girl was hot. All the guys looked her way... including Daniel. Oh well, another one. But a second later, Daniel turned from Sofia toward Rita, eyes low, like he knew he'd been caught gawking. His demeanor was meek, apologetic. Rita gave him a small, knowing smile. It was hard to blame a guy for being distracted by Sofia.

The game started with a jump ball, which Daniel won over a taller guy. The pace was brisk in the first few minutes, faster than Rita expected from these geeks. But she was up on her cardio and could keep up easily.

Daniel hit a couple jump shots. His form was pretty good. Rita was surprised and impressed -- maybe there was more to this sweet nerd. She was more of a power player. After a miss from her teammate, she muscled through Daniel's teammates to grab an offensive rebound. Easy bucket.

Next trip down the other end, Rita picked up Daniel. He tried a couple fancy dribbles, but there was no way he'd get past her. Daniel ended up shooting from a ways away. The shot clanked on the rim. Daniel tried to slide past Rita to grab the rebound, but she easily boxed him out and grabbed it herself. She enjoyed feeling his slim body against hers, unable to move her.

Rita dribbled down the other end; Daniel was still on her. She posted him up, slowly backing towards his basket. He tried his best to hold her off, but she was too strong. When she got within range, Rita bumped him a bit harder with her solid behind. Daniel fell backwards. She elevated and scored.

Rita got very intense when she got competitive. She extended her hand to help Daniel out, afraid she'd bruised his ego. But he only smiled as she pulled him to his feet.

"Nice moves, Rita. You're a powerhouse!"

"Thanks, I guess..." she responded, turning red.

Sofia hadn't done much in the game besides looking pretty. She could run up and down, but wasn't physical enough to bang with the guys -- and certainly not with Rita. A few plays later, Daniel found Sofia open close to the basket. As she took a couple of steps before elevating, Rita closed in and rose quickly. Arms raised, she rejected Sofi's shot loudly, sending the ball out of bounds. Not in my house, Rita thought in a flash.

Her motion pushed the lighter Sofia backwards. To avoid letting the girl fall on her butt, Rita grabbed and held her as they reached the ground. She felt her softness for a moment before letting go.

"Thanks for not letting me fall, Rita. That was an amazing block," Sofia said, admiringly.

From the corner of her eye, Rita could see Daniel staring in awe. She smiled confidently. Rita was having fun.

The game went on for another thirty minutes or so. Daniel was the natural leader of his team. Rita had started a bit shy, but as she found her rhythm on the court, she began to lead vocally too. The teams were even early on, trading buckets. But as the game wore on and legs grew tired, Rita didn't slow down. Competitive himself, Daniel tried his best to keep up, but her stamina and strength were on another level. Rita was still fresh, running hard toward the end, dominating the rebounds. No one was keeping score, but her team might have doubled Daniel's score.

"Great game, everyone! See everybody next week." Daniel announced.

Daniel, Sofia, and Rita walked out together to the parking lot, chatting animatedly about the game.

"You were so good out there, Rita. Didn't let the boys grab any rebounds. That was some girl power!" Sofia praised.

"Yeah... my workouts seem to be paying off," Rita replied, blushing.

"Would you guys want to go to McDonald's together? Been craving it the whole week." Sofia asked.

"Sorry, Sofi. Not really in the mood for fast food today. Maybe next time?" Daniel responded.

"What about you, Rita?"

Rita was happy Sofia was trying to be friends with her, but she also didn't feel like going to McDonald's. And she was hoping to chat a bit more with Daniel...

"Thanks for the invite! But I'm also not in the mood today. Let's hang out another time soon though!"

"Ok guys, boooo! I'll see y'all at work tomorrow," was Sofia's playful response as she walked away to her car.

"Did you bring your car, Rita?"

"No. Was planning to take the metro back home after the game."

"Do you have dinner plans? I'm going to cook tonight. Would you like to join me? I'd love to continue our chat from yesterday. Didn't get to know what your favorite movies were." Daniel said with a smile.

Her pulse jumped for a moment. Off the court, Rita was back to her introverted self, wistful for connection. "I'd love to! What are you making?"

"Have you eaten branzino, the fish? It's a favorite in my home country. I bake it in the oven. Healthy and delicious."

"No, it will be the first time. Sounds really tasty. I'm in!"

She tried not to read too much into the invite -- maybe it was just dinner? But her heart was racing all the same.

They got in his car and drove to his place.

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Daniel lived in a new complex downtown. The hallways were sleek and fashionable, unlike the old building where Rita rented. The elevator took them to the 10th floor. His apartment was at the corner.

"Welcome to my place, Rita! Sorry for the mess, didn't think I was having guests today."

Daniel's apartment didn't look messy, certainly not like Rita's. Out of respect for his space, she took off her sneakers near the door, revealing her white socks. He slipped out of his shoes too and placed them on a neat shelf by the door.

Rita took in the open-floor plan. Spacious living room, with a long window to a nearby park, well-furnished kitchen. She stood still for a moment, unsure whether to sit her sweaty self in his brand-new-looking leather couch.

"Please, sit down and relax while I get dinner started. It'll take a little bit to roast the fish and the potatoes. Would you like something to drink?"

"Water would be good!" Rita said, sinking into his comfy couch. It had one of those adjustable recliners, and Rita experimented with it until she felt settled in.

"I see you figured out the recliner. It's perfect for unwinding, watching some TV, like we are at the movies." He said, handing her a glass of cold water.

Before he got back to the kitchen, Daniel turned on his stereo. It played a song Rita had never heard before. The sound was dreamy, ethereal.

"It's Beach House. Been discovering them recently. Really enjoy the vibe, how listening to them makes me feel... This is one of my favorites, Space Song."

The music was strange and beautiful, like a memory from a dream. Of course Daniel would like something like this, she smiled.

Minutes flew by... Rita enjoyed the sight of Daniel busy in the kitchen. Potatoes cut in half. Fish sliced open so he could add olive oil and salt in the middle. All done with so much care...

"That game was something. Hadn't shot some hoops in a long time. Was great to play with you guys. Feel a bit sore now, especially my feet. Hadn't jumped around so much in a while."

Daniel had just eased the tray with the branzinos into the oven when he offered:

"Would you like me to massage them? I've been told before I'm very good at it." He smiled.

"You don't have to. You're already cooking for me. Besides, my feet are too smelly." She liked his offer, but was a little worried her foot funk would turn him off.

"Don't worry, it won't be a problem. I'd love to make you feel less sore." He smiled gently, kneeling in front of her feet, her legs extended on the couch's ottoman.

"Ok, if you insist," she said softly, a shy smile on her lips.

And he started to massage them. They talked about the game, how she dominated the boards, how he'd been practicing his jump shot. She loved the spark in his eyes when he looked at her. He was a great masseuse, applying pressure on all the right spots.

Eventually, their eyes met a few seconds longer, his soft hands touching the sole of her right foot, and it hit her... it was so obvious... Daniel liked her. Liked-liked her. Really liked her. Not just as a friend. Why else would he be cooking for her, massaging her sweaty feet? Looking so happy doing it? Passing on a night out with Foxy Sofi? Her heart skipped. All the doubt she carried melted in the warmth of his hands. She wanted to get up, pull him into her arms, and kiss him right then and there. Release everything she'd been holding in. But she didn't want to scare him. Surely, the right moment would come soon.

"Hope your feet feel better now... Need to get back to the kitchen. Want to prep us a salad before the fish and the potatoes are ready. A balanced meal for my special guest!" He said in a half-flirty tone, walking behind the counter.

Wanting to stay close, she followed him. Daniel moved briskly, washing the lettuce, cutting the cucumber, the tomatoes... When everything was ready in a bowl, he picked up a small mason jar with dressing.

"Darn, this thing gets so tight." His gentle hands, slim wrists, struggled mightily to unscrew the jar, but it wouldn't budge.

"Let me try."

A little embarrassed, Daniel handed the jar to Rita. She twisted it open easily in one swift motion. Her forearms were strong from many wrist curls. The embarrassment in his eyes gave way to a quick flash of wonder as she smiled and handed the jar back.

"Need to keep you around in case I need help with any jars," he tried to recover, humorously.

The oven beeped, the fish was done! Daniel carefully plated each branzino with a nice helping of roasted potatoes. He served a little bowl of salad, and they sat at his dimly lit dining table. Rita dug into one of the potatoes -- it tasted delicious.

"How did you become such a talented chef?"

"You flatter me... but the answer is practice! Since I moved here, I have missed the food from home a lot. If I wanted to eat it, would need to do it myself. I started by making the simpler things, like roasting fish. As I've gotten better, I've tried more complicated dishes, like the stew from the other day. I can do quite a few things now." He bragged gently.

Rita tasted the fish. It was soft and flaky in her mouth. Tender just like Daniel. She'd never eaten a whole fish on the bone. Noticing her lack of practice, he offered...

"Would you like me to debone it for you?"

"It's ok. Let me practice."

They talked about fish, they talked about stew. From food, the conversation turned to movies.

"Arrival was one of my favorites in the last few years. The ending reveal was so beautiful and intense. Her decision to go through everything, knowing what would happen to her daughter... I bawled at the movie theater for a few minutes." He shared, eyes shining in the dim light.

"I loved it too... My favorite is The Notebook. I'm a big softy. Love how he takes care of her to the end, telling her their story when she couldn't remember anymore..."

"So intense... I cried with that one too. We should go to the movies together," he smiled.

They talked about many more movies, knife and fork long resting on their empty plates.

"Would you like to try some Port? It's a sweet dessert wine from my country. I think you'll love it."

"Sure!"

"Let's move to the couch where we can be more comfortable."

Rita sat back on the couch, feeling the cool leather against her warm thighs. Daniel handed her a delicate port glass. They cheered.

"It tastes so good. Your peoples really know their wine... what's the song playing now?"

"It's from Chicane... I like how it's so melodic, but serene at the same time." Daniel said, sitting an arm's length from Rita.

Their eyes met again. The port made her feel warm, bold.

"It's beautiful... just like you..." Her big eyes stuck on his.

Daniel blushed, but didn't look away. He drew closer, she did too. His neck stretched toward her, she leaned in till their lips met. They kissed softly, eyes closed, time passing slowly. They pulled back, catching their breath, eyes still locked. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, his around her back. Her tongue slipped past his lips, meeting his. Tenderly, exploring.

"I've imagined this moment for the last few weeks," he confessed hushily between kisses.

"Me too," she breathed.

Rita tightened her embrace. She inhaled his sweat. It was sweet and gentle like Daniel. She was sure he could smell her musk, too. It was everywhere before, and she was only feeling hotter. His lips touched her neck.

"És linda," he whispered in her ear.

"What does that mean?" she purred.

"It means 'you're beautiful' in Portuguese."

Rita's heart beat just a little faster. She sighed.

"Linda," kiss, "Bela," kiss, "Minha flor," kiss, "Meu sonho," kiss.

It was too much... Rita kissed him back passionately, then she grabbed his shirt, removing it over his head. She also untied her hair, allowing it to flow down her shoulders. He looked into her eyes, silently asking for permission, before taking off her shirt too.

Daniel's eyes widened, surveying her hard body, overtaken by lust. Her hands explored his chest, soft, almost hairless. His slenderness, vulnerability, yet clear desire made her yearn, and she embraced him tightly, crushing him against her chest. He embraced her back, his hands pressing against her solid back. They continued to kiss, lost in each other.

Rita lay back, Daniel lay on top -- his soft belly against her hard abs. Their legs interlocked. Daniel resumed nibbling her neck and whispering sweetly in her ear. He went lower, kissing the top of her chest, contouring around her sports bra. He kissed her sweaty abs and slipped his tongue into her belly button. She shivered.

"That tickles," Rita said, a little jumpy.

She caressed his hair as he kissed around her navel. She was getting very horny, and pulled up her bra.

"Kiss these," she commanded softly, holding her breasts with lust.

Daniel didn't need to be told twice. He moved up, first caressing her boobs, then kissing them all around. Feeling her growing arousal, he nibbled on her nipples and then gave small bites. This sent jolts through Rita, and she sank her nails into his back.

"Careful, they're sensitive."

Daniel nibbled a little more before letting go. He moved down, all the way to her calves. He kissed every inch of her muscles. First the calves, then around the knees, then her thighs, closer and closer to her wetness. When he reached her inner thigh, he started to lick... a low moan escaped her lips.

Rita knew what Daniel wanted next. For a few seconds, she debated... it was their first date, would he think she was easy, not someone to date seriously? Guys often lost interest when a girl gave in too easily. But seeing his puppy eyes back on her, his short hair curling around his ears, his devotion spraying little kisses on her thighs like she was a goddess, brought her guard down. Rita knew in her heart she could trust him.

She pulled her shorts out, revealing her lycra underwear. Mirroring her, Daniel took off his basketball shorts. He wore black boxer briefs underneath. She could tell he was well-endowed.

He got back down, licking around her spandex, pressing his nose onto her, making her ache. Her feet rested on his back, her thighs enveloping him.

"Can I lick you?" he said, his voice breaking.

"You can, Daniel," she huffed.

Holding her underwear away with one hand, Daniel pressed his tongue, covering as much as he could, hungry for her. Then he circled her clit, each stroke bringing her closer... He thrust his tongue into her too, exploring her insides, tasting her juices as they flowed with abandon. Wanting to be more comfortable, she stopped him for a moment and took off her underwear, her whole glorious body now bare before him.

He got back in position and dug back around her clit. Her breathing grew faster and rhythmic. Her thighs wrapped tighter around his neck.

"Keep going, I'm so close..."

He increased the pace... she started to convulse. Her legs tightened around his neck. He couldn't breathe but didn't stop. Not for anything. She moaned, louder and louder, until she growled, releasing all the tension in her body in a final jolt. The feeling was overwhelming.

She released his neck. Daniel was beet red and drew a few deep breaths.

"Are you ok? Did I hurt you?"

"No, Rita... that was amazing..." he reassured, still gasping.

She motioned for him to embrace her. They lay together on his sofa, naked bodies resting, kissing gently for a few minutes.

She could feel his hardness against her leg. But was unsure she could reciprocate.

"You probably would like that I took you in my mouth, like you did for me..."

"You don't have to, Rita. I understand it's not for everyone."

"Are you sure? You've been so good to me."

"I'm sure. It's ok."

She smiled, touched. "Maybe I can help your little guy in a different way..." she said, reaching under his underwear and holding his stiff member.

Daniel whimpered as she stroked him, up and down. It didn't take long. At her fifth tug, he exploded all over his chest and stomach.

"Wow, you must really like me," she joked.

"You have no idea how hot you are," he murmured, catching his breath.

"Better get cleaned, or you'll make a mess of your fancy couch."

Daniel knew that was true and stumbled to a table nearby, grabbing some paper towels to clean himself.

He came back to her warm embrace.

"No one had ever gone down on me like that...."

"You must have only dated fools. It was an honor to pleasure you." He smiled.

"Never had such an intense orgasm," she said, kissing him deeply again.

"When I was getting ready for basketball today, couldn't have imagined how this night would end." She confessed. "Didn't think you were into me."

"You caught my eye from the first day you joined... and the more I got to know you, the more I liked you. Inviting you over was a spur-of-the-moment idea. As the game went on, I really wanted a reason to spend more time with you." He smiled.

"Smooth move, tempting a lioness with food," she joked.

"I hoped you'd bite, haha."

"I was surprised when you turned Sofia's invite down. Thought you were into her. She is hot."

"Sofia is an attractive woman. But you are much hotter and more beautiful. I was afraid you'd go for her invite and we'd end up in a boring three-way hang."

Rita blushed at the comparison.

"I like Sofi, but I was hoping to spend more time with you too..." she confessed.

"You can spend as much time with me as you want," he smiled brightly.

They kissed, chatted some more, heard another full Beach House album. It was 11:30, and Rita knew what would happen if she stayed over... The evening had been precious, but she wanted a little time to process before going even deeper.

"I probably should go home. We can hang out again tomorrow if you'd like."

"I'd love to!"

"Maybe you can come see my place too."

"Would you like me to drive you over now? Too late to be going on the metro."

"Sure, can always spend a little more time together."

They got dressed and left his apartment. Tomorrow was another day.

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Rita woke up still glowing from the night before. It had been too perfect to believe. Daniel was so gentle and affectionate. She loved how bold he'd been, yet always eager to put her pleasure first. He was such a hot sweetheart. Rita couldn't wait to see Daniel again later.

Given her plans, Rita wouldn't have time to train in the evening. So she headed out to the gym before work. Her energy levels were sky-high. She gave it all -- burpees, pullups, squats, rope swings... Rita felt like she could lift a truck.

Her body had never been stronger. It was such a contrast to Daniel's slim, soft body. She liked him that way; he didn't need to be muscular for her. Just himself, deep and caring. And he seemed drawn to her strength, too. She wondered how much...

The day was warm, and she dressed more revealingly than usual -- sage green tank top, form-fitting black pants. Rita felt confident about herself. Maybe not everyone appreciated a girl like her, but at least one beautiful Portuguese did.

The morning went by pleasantly. Daniel walked by a few times, and they exchanged knowing smiles. He was busy around lunch today, so Rita figured she'd be eating alone -- just her and the tuna salad she grabbed on the way to work. But as 12 rolled around, the always cheerful Sofia strolled by her cube.

"Hey Rita... Great game yesterday! Would you like to grab lunch together? We haven't had much chance to chat."

At first, Rita had been annoyed by Sofia, thinking she was hitting on Daniel. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't -- it didn't bother her anymore. And Sofia had been so warm and friendly to her.

"Sure, I'd love to. I can meet you in the lunch room in 5 minutes."

Alone, Sofia waited for her in a corner of the quiet room.

"Love your fit today, Rita! You're always in such formal clothes. Great to see you looking hot." Sofia complimented her playfully.

"Thanks, Sofia. You always look great yourself." Rita answered, blushing.

"It's like you're glowing today. Please feel free to call me Sofi. It's what my friends call me... and I hope we'll be friends."

"Ok, Sofi!" Rita smiled.

"You were so great in the game yesterday. Pushing the guys around. How do you get so strong? Do you work out a lot?"

"I do. I'm a bit of a CrossFit nut these days," she said with a shy, but playful smile.

"I can tell. Your arms look amazing!"

"How about you, Sofi? Do you work out?"

"I go to the gym a couple of times a week, but usually only do cardio stuff. What I really love is dancing. I take lessons in a salsa dance club."

"Oh really..."

"Yeah, I love the rhythm. All these hot Latin guys and girls on the move. Nothing like a commanding hand stirring me on the dance floor, ahaha."

"That does sound hot, ahaha."

Sofi told her more about the dancing club, Rita gave her some tips about workouts. Then Sofi shared all the hot office gossip, who liked whom, who didn't get along. Rita enjoyed having a friend. Eventually, Sofi asked.

"Do you like Daniel? I noticed the way you were looking at him during the game..."

"Maybe a little..." Rita admitted, shyly, not ready to share everything.

"I knew it! I think he is into you too... his eyes didn't leave you the entire game. He seemed so distracted, ahaha"

"You think?" Rita feigned ignorance.

"I'm sure... I'll be honest, I had a little crush on Daniel... but since you've been around, he seems so distracted when I chat with him..."

"Do you still like him?"

"Oh, don't worry about me. I can tell when I'm the odd-lady out, ahaha" she smiled warmly.

Her nonchalance about the whole thing put Rita at ease. They chatted a bit more about what they liked about Daniel. After a few more minutes, Sofia had to leave.

"We should do this again. And we should hang out outside of work. Maybe you could come to the salsa club with me!"

"That sounds fun! See you soon, Sofi!"

Rita really liked getting to know Sofi better and having another friend at work. Maybe she would go dancing with her at some point. It could be fun.

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Rita got home at 5:30. She had two hours to be ready before Daniel picked her up. After a quick shower, Rita combed her hair straight, trying her best to look feminine. Also, for the first time in years, she painted her nails, hands and toes, dark blue like the ocean. While waiting for them to dry, Rita put on a Beach House song, closed her eyes, and daydreamed about the night before.

After, Rita quickly organized her room. Everything should look pristine in case Daniel came in -- he shouldn't think she was a slob. She put on a white, tight-fitting top and a dark blue, mid-thigh skirt that matched her strappy sandals. It had been a long time since she had dressed to impress, but Daniel was worth it.

Not a minute late, Daniel buzzed her intercom at 7:30. He stood by the door holding a single rose, dressed in a stylish short-sleeved shirt and shorts -- his slight arms and legs bare for her to see. When she opened the door, he gave a slight bow and handed her the rose.

"Thank you, Daniel. You didn't have to."

"But I wanted to. Uma flor para uma flor." He smiled.

"I think I know what you said there... thank you!" Rita said, eyes glowing.

She could tell Daniel had given her a quick up-and-down look when he first saw her. He seemed happy with what he saw.

"You look amazing, Rita. Even painted your nails."

"Yeah, figured I'd look pretty for you." She flirted.

"You do... more than you can imagine."

The walk to the restaurant was short. Café Ancara, a new trendy Turkish place in her neighborhood. They sat at a corner, side-by-side, like close confidants. The menu had so many tempting options, and Daniel was so animated telling her all about them.

They feasted on hummus, tzatziki, and mücver until a big lamb shoulder platter arrived. Daniel had also ordered a bottle of Lebanese red that paired well with lamb.

"What are other things about you I don't know yet, Dany-boy?"

"I enjoy writing. Not just for work. I've been writing essays on philosophical and political issues and published a few online. The last one was on immigration. I called it "Freer immigration: a progressive and libertarian perspective."

"Curious to hear your take," she said, leaning in a little.

"I think people should be free to move where they want, including to other countries. This can be great for immigrants economically and often for people in the host countries, too. Also, I think that, as citizens of developed countries, we should be generous to those born with much less opportunity. Ultimately, I don't see why freedom should stop at the border."

"I share your sentiment, Daniel... but what about the argument that people from certain countries don't share our values, like freedom, particularly for women. And if we let tons of people in, we may end up losing our freedoms?"

"I don't think there's much evidence of immigrants taking over politically anywhere..."

"But can we risk it... what if they didn't let women exercise anymore?" she said with a wink, arms glistening under the dim light.

"Ok, you got me there... no more immigrants! ahaha"

They traded a warm gaze.

"I never asked you... What do you do for exercise? The results are amazing." He said, curious.

"I've been really into CrossFit. It gives you a full-body exercise and helps build a lot of strength," she replied proudly.

"How often do you work out?"

"Usually five times a week -- depends on how busy I am. At least an hour of intense training each time."

"Wow, you're really committed to it!"

"Yeah, I became addicted to exercising in college. I was in the weightlifting team. Even won a couple competitions."

"That's incredible!"

"Do you really like how it makes me look? I've met many guys who were intimidated by my muscular physique." She asked in an honest tone.

"I do! I find your body amazing. I love how strong you are. You could tell yesterday how much it turns me on..." he said, his voice trailing off at the end.

"I know... your little guy could barely hold a couple strokes." She whispered close to his ear.

"Honestly, I'm surprised you're into me. I'm thin, not athletic... there are so many buff guys that I'm sure would love to date you. I don't know what you see in me..." he said nervously, hoping for affirmation.

"Oh Daniel... don't feel ashamed of your hot bod. I find you so handsome. I love your eyes, your smile. Yes, you are thin and a little soft, but that just makes me want you more. I love your bubbly butt, eheh." She said, teasingly.

"Hope you always feel that way..." he said with sincerity, eyes locked on hers.

"I think I will... as long as you continue to be your charming self!" she smiled back, radiant.

"I am curious, though: how much do you weigh? I've never been with such a hot, slim guy before." Rita continued playfully.

"It varies a bit, but usually around 140." He replied shyly.

"I could tell you were light! My little Dany," she whispered teasingly.

"What about you? How much do you weigh?"

"I'm not telling ahaha... don't you know it's impolite to ask that from a lady? But let's just say it is more..." She joked.

As they finished the lamb, Daniel kept listening with wonder to stories of Rita's past feats. Setting his fork down, he grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers. They both gazed, swooning. Feeling loose and a bit naughty from all the wine, Rita's right foot left her sandal and pressed against Daniel's left shin, which felt warm to the touch.

"Hope you like my cold foot," she said with a smirk, her toes playing with his shin hairs.

"I love it," he smiled gently.

A flicker of mischief in her eyes, Rita pinched and pulled his hairs, moving her foot away. Daniel winced for a moment, but his eyes quickly met hers again, yearning. Then, he raised her hand to his lips and kissed the top softly.

The bill arrived, gently breaking their spell. Rita reached for her purse, wanting to pay her share. Daniel gestured for her to put it down.

"This one's on me. Hope you enjoyed it!"

"You don't have to. You already cooked for me yesterday."

"Don't worry, Rita. You're worth everything. You could pay next time if you want to," he smiled charmingly.

"Already planning for next time, I see."

"Always."

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They left the restaurant and started walking, feeling a refreshing breeze. Rita was so relaxed and excited to be with Daniel.

"Would you like to come over? See my place?"

"Would love to."

They talked animatedly about the dishes they liked best, the ambiance of the place. Early on, Daniel grabbed her hand and held it firmly. He didn't let go until they reached her apartment. Rita loved his bold gestures of affection. Just the two of them, under the summer moon.

"So, this is my apartment. Not super nice like yours. It's what I can afford at the moment."

"Looks cute to me. Comfy. Love the exercise bike."

"Yeah, I go for a ride sometimes watching 90-day fiancé, ahaha"

"Ohh, I find that show funny too. But I try not to watch too much reality TV... too easy to just turn the brain off and vegetate."

"I know! Would you like to see my room?"

Rita turned on the light, and Daniel stepped in. He looked in awe at her many medals, weightlifting, CrossFit, running. She stood by his side, hand on his shoulder. Intoxicated by having Daniel in her room, admiring her trophies, Rita wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. He tried to keep up, offering no resistance, arms around her, too.

She led him to her bed. But afraid of hurting Daniel by placing her full weight on him, Rita let herself fall back instead, letting him lie over her.

They kissed breathlessly, hands exploring each other. Daniel unbuttoned his shirt. Rita took her top off above her head. Their chests met, his warm skin on hers. He touched her breasts gently over the satin bra. But her hunger was unabated. She took off her bra, and he took off his shirt. Rita pressed Daniel firmly against her as he kissed the top of her chest, dying to feel her bosom with his cheeks.

"Take off your shorts," she whispered assertively.

He did without hesitation, revealing his gray underwear. She still had her skirt on, but Daniel raised it and ground his hardness against her.

"Do you have protection?" She asked.

"I do."

"Time to put it on."

Daniel reached into his pocket and pulled out a Durex condom. He took off his boxers under Rita's wanting eyes; she took off her skirt and kicked off her sandals. But then he struggled to put the condom on, his dick going flaccid. Embarrassed, eyes low, he said to Rita.

"I'm sorry. This has happened to me before. Putting on a condom sometimes makes me lose it. And I'm a bit nervous."

"Why are you nervous?" Rita asked tenderly, hugging him.

"I want to please you. You are so beautiful, all I can ever want..." he said, voice low.

"Ohhh, Daniel. Don't be nervous. You are who I want, too... Let me help you."

With that, Rita held his member and, with a couple strokes, restored it to its full bloom. Then, she took the condom from his hand and expertly wrapped it around his penis. She lay back.

"Take off my panties now," she purred.

Daniel did, running his hands reverently over her thighs as he pulled down her underwear. He lay back on top of Rita and slid inside her, drawing her moan. His hands held hers against the bed. A few rhythmic thrusts, and Rita moaned louder. But her mind was racing... a fantasy kept coming back to her since the night before.

"Try to stop me."

Daniel was puzzled for an instant before feeling her arms rise from the bed, her legs lifting him. Instinctively and following her order, he tried to keep her down. But he had no chance. His slim arms were no match for hers, even with his weight behind them. In a couple of seconds, she had pushed him off and, in another second, secured him beneath her, hands pinned above his head, defenseless.

She kissed his cheek, then his neck teasingly.

"Do you like being below me?"

"Yes," was all he could say, voice breaking under the intensity of what he was feeling.

Rita settled herself on Daniel and took back his hardness inside her. She ground against him a couple times before stopping, straddling him with a sexy schoolgirl pin, her hands holding his wrists.

"Do your best to escape, Dany," she said, daring him with her eyes.

He tried his best, but couldn't budge her. Her arms held his down with ease. His legs looked like toothpicks next to hers, there was no moving them. Rita was too strong and had all the leverage.

"I've had a feeling you might enjoy this. Being powerless under me. The way you've admired my strength, how you've done everything you can to please me... I started to think you wanted me to take over..."

Daniel was struggling to form words, admit to his deepest desires.

Rita released his hands and hit a double biceps pose.

"What do you think of these? I bet you'd like to touch them."

Instinctively, Daniel raised his hands and cupped them, feeling their unflinching fullness.

"I love how you look at my body... it's like you can't get enough. Makes me feel so sexy."

"I can't..." he says, and starts to hump her from below, lost in lust.

She grabs hold of his wrists, lies completely over him, and begins humping him slowly, at her pace. Daniel trembled beneath her...

"You are like a dream. My wildest fantasy made into flesh."

Her lips curled into a smile. She kissed him, felt his dick exploring her, his small body yielding under hers. His hands cupped her butt, hers held his face. She sat back, increasing the rhythm.

"I'm so close to coming, I can't hold much longer."

"Just a little more, Daniel, for me."

He trembled, doing his best to pace his breathing. He tried to redirect his thoughts, focus on anything but her thrusting, hold on a little more... She was relentless, pounding into him, again and again. He never felt so fully taken in his life.

Until finally she came in waves, harder than ever before... Feeling her release, he let himself go. Just a few seconds later, he came explosively, filling the condom.

They rested together, his head by her bosom. She felt so relaxed, the world seemed perfect and full of possibility. Rita was falling for Daniel. He could be so confident, charming -- even assertive -- in front of others. Yet with her, he was sweet and earnest, completely smitten. She couldn't resist his light curls, his gentle lips. He had found the cheat code to her heart.

"Could we spoon?" he said shyly.

"How would you like to spoon?" she replied tenderly.

"You be the big spoon..." he said, turning away from her.

She grabbed him from behind, her chest against his back, her pelvis on his cheeks, her quads against his hamstrings. It felt so good to hold him, so cuddly. She placed her thigh over his, engulfing it, protecting it. My Daniel.

THE END?

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