"Damn, I look hot."
Looking into the mirror, Melissa was happy. After all, she was going on a hot date in an hour, and she was giddy with excitement: Christian really seemed like a fun guy! They'd been flirting a lot on Tinder and even as she was getting ready, her phone buzzed with yet another notification from him. As she finished putting on the makeup, she read his text ("Hey, I'm heading out soon. I can't wait to see your beautiful face! :) ;)"). It was almost embarrassing how quickly she responded, but Christian was somebody she really hit off it with in the past--he was one of those rare gems on Tinder and from the get-go she knew she was in good hands with him. Now the challenge was to find the appropriate thing to wear for him, as she wanted to give him some eye candy without looking like she was trying too hard. Plus, going to the upscale bar meant there was some modicum of class expected. After a decent amount of time spent going through her closet, she finally settled on the winning outfit: a tight yet classy top complemented with a leather jacket, with her favorite pair of jeans (and pair of lacy red lingerie underneath). Now that she was satisfied with everything, she checked her phone and saw that it was about time to head on over to the bar. Before grabbing her keys, she sent him a text letting him know she was on her way. She couldn't wait to see how the night would be proceeding!
Flopping onto her bed with an exhausted yet happy sigh, she was on cloud nine. God, it gone better than expected! As she had imagined, the food and drink was excellent but seeing Christian there was even better! It had been a long time since she'd on a date where the guy paid that much attention to her, and she'd never forget how he kissed her as they were leaving, and the the subsequent sex that followed at his place. That smile never left her face even as she tugged on the mask and pulled it off. What was underneath was decidedly younger and blonder, and a decade younger compared to the facade Christian was familiar with. There was a temporary pang of guilt for deceiving him, but at the same she'd been experiencing better luck on the dating scene suited up as an older woman so she wasn't inclined to come clean just yet. All that was irrelevant now as she had the rest of the night to take it easy! Before she could really kick back, a nice, hot shower was calling her name. She made her way over, reaching back and yanking on the hidden zipper in one fluid motion. Even while she was stepping under the water, the suit was already hitting the floor with a satisfying thud, enabling her to enter a second state of bliss. And wouldn't you know it: as soon as she got out of the shower there was a new text from her date waiting for her.
