Mixed Signals
A regular customer of mine who knew I had a new bike asked if I wanted to go on a cruise with him. Happy to have someone to ride with, I accepted. We start the cruise and wind up at this beautiful part of the local beach I didn’t even know existed.
Things began to feel a tad bit off at that point, but I didn’t think much about it. We parked the bikes and chill out on a log overlooking the water. I look over to my right, gazing at the scenery, and I feel a hand on my leg. When I look back to my left he plants a wet one right on my lips.
I stand up and scream out of shock. For some reason, he thought I was gay. Embarrassed, he jumps on his bike and speeds away. The worst thing that happened to me on a first date is not knowing that I was on a first date. Story credit: Reddit / ViciousMountainGoat