It was 2021, I had recently broken things off with my last girlfriend; just like the two before her, she had started saying it was "too big" to handle. I thought it was time to take some time off the dating scene.
One night, my friend Adriaan invited me to join him at a bar to watch a soccer match. I’m not the biggest soccer fan, especially when it comes to the Eredivisie, but he mentioned his girlfriend, Johanna, and her friend, Virginia, would be there too. It sounded like a good night out with friends, so I decided to go.
When I arrived, the bar was buzzing—fans shouting, glasses clinking, everyone absorbed in the energy of the game. I spotted Adriaan and Virginia quickly, but when I saw Johanna, I couldn’t help but pause. She looked absolutely stunning, with an elegance that seemed effortless and natural.
We ordered some beers and settled in to watch the game. As we sipped, Johanna leaned closer, her fingers brushing lightly across my arm, lingering just enough to send a thrill through me. I looked over, and she was smiling, her gaze playful and bold. Adriaan noticed but only gave me a knowing look, as if he had expected this all along.
After the game, Adriaan invited me back to his apartment for some wine. I hesitated, but Virginia nudged me with a playful smile, saying, "Oh, come on, Munene—it will be fun." I couldn’t say no, so we all headed back together.
At their apartment, Adriaan dimmed the lights and poured us each a glass of red wine. The conversation flowed as easily as the laughter, filling the room with warmth and ease. Then Johanna leaned in, her hand slipping along my thigh, her touch soft and warm. It sent a spark through me, and the energy between us intensified. Adriaan sat back in his chair, watching with a relaxed smile, as if silently giving permission.
Before long, Johanna and I found ourselves completely lost in each other... When we finally pulled apart, catching our breath, Adriaan looked over with a nod and simply said, “Munene, thanks, brother.”
And that was how it all started! It's now three years.
One night, my friend Adriaan invited me to join him at a bar to watch a soccer match. I’m not the biggest soccer fan, especially when it comes to the Eredivisie, but he mentioned his girlfriend, Johanna, and her friend, Virginia, would be there too. It sounded like a good night out with friends, so I decided to go.
When I arrived, the bar was buzzing—fans shouting, glasses clinking, everyone absorbed in the energy of the game. I spotted Adriaan and Virginia quickly, but when I saw Johanna, I couldn’t help but pause. She looked absolutely stunning, with an elegance that seemed effortless and natural.
We ordered some beers and settled in to watch the game. As we sipped, Johanna leaned closer, her fingers brushing lightly across my arm, lingering just enough to send a thrill through me. I looked over, and she was smiling, her gaze playful and bold. Adriaan noticed but only gave me a knowing look, as if he had expected this all along.
After the game, Adriaan invited me back to his apartment for some wine. I hesitated, but Virginia nudged me with a playful smile, saying, "Oh, come on, Munene—it will be fun." I couldn’t say no, so we all headed back together.
At their apartment, Adriaan dimmed the lights and poured us each a glass of red wine. The conversation flowed as easily as the laughter, filling the room with warmth and ease. Then Johanna leaned in, her hand slipping along my thigh, her touch soft and warm. It sent a spark through me, and the energy between us intensified. Adriaan sat back in his chair, watching with a relaxed smile, as if silently giving permission.
Before long, Johanna and I found ourselves completely lost in each other... When we finally pulled apart, catching our breath, Adriaan looked over with a nod and simply said, “Munene, thanks, brother.”
And that was how it all started! It's now three years.
