The Heart-Pounding Day We First Met

The day to finally meet had arrived❗️

That said, Akira-san had told me,
“Would you like to meet me? Whether we do anything or not is
entirely up to you, Sara-san.”
“I would like to meet you. But since this is my first time doing something like this,
I really don't know what to expect, so would it beokay if we just talkedfor now?”

“Of course, that’s fine.”That was how our exchange went.

But on the way there,I was incredibly nervous‼️

Becausethis was my first time in a situation like this—that’s why. However, because we had exchanged so many messages,
I also felt a sense of
comfortknowing he understood my inner self.
It was a strange feeling.

The meeting place was a parking lot halfway between us.
I arrived first.
I had told him the make and color of my car in advance.

Before long, Akira-san’s car pulled up
as if to block my car in.
We looked at each other and gave a slight bow.
He parked next to me andbeckoned me overwith a wave of his hand.

I opened the passenger door of Akira-san’s car,
“Nice to meet you,”
I said with a bow, and climbed in.

Akira-san also said, “Nice to meet you.”

Even though we had been messaging,
since it was our first time meeting in person,my nervousness reached its peak.

But Akira-san, who is five years older than me,
gently took the lead in our conversation.

I discovered things I couldn't tell from our text exchanges,
like Akira-san’svibe,his
thoughts on sexuality and his inquisitive nature.
He was someone who had a
way of looking at thingsthat I had never encountered before.
As we talked, my nervousness melted away and
it turned into a fun time.

We must have chatted for about an hour.

When I said,
“I should probably head home now,”
Akira-san smiled and said,
“Yes. I had a good time.”
“I had a good time too. Thank you very much,”
I said, and just as I was about to open the door,

“Sara-san, may I kiss you before you go?”
he asked❗️
My heart skipped a beat,but I didn't mind, so I immediately
“Yes,”
I replied, and thenhe gently pressed his lips to mine.

It had been a long time.The last time I had kissed someone

was when my children were small. It’s embarrassing, though.
I was suddenly enveloped in the atmosphere of my twenties.


It was nostalgic and made me happy.

We looked at each other and smiled.

Feeling shy, I got into my own car,
and we waved as we drove off in opposite directions.

With a warm heart,I headed home.

And before long, the day we can meet again will come.

That will be for next time❣️