I met and screwed my current girlfriend while I was on a blind date — with someone else.

I know this sounds bad, but really, it’s not. Bizarre, maybe, since she also was on a blind date.

The only reason I agreed to go on the date was to help out a buddy of mine. His girlfriend’s cousin was visiting, and he was trying to score some points with her after he’d forgotten some kind of anniversary.

We talked briefly on the phone and arranged to meet at a noisy restaurant the next night, and though our conversation was short, I immediately knew that Giselle and I weren’t going to connect.

My instincts were right on point. I spotted Giselle right away from the description she’d given me. While we waited at the bar, she sipped her Cosmo and I drank my beer. She was beautiful, but so not my type — very cerebral and serious. I like to crack jokes and have a good time. I just couldn’t see myself trying to fuck her without her giving me a rundown of do’s and don’ts. I mean, it took forever for us to get a table because she didn’t like the location of the ones that were available. And while she droned on and on about her job, I feigned interest while surreptitiously checking out a woman behind her. The funny thing was that she was with someone, too, but, like me, she was looking past the guy and our eyes met.

I know it was probably not the smartest thing to do, but as soon as Giselle turned away, I looked at the other woman and tipped my head toward the back of the restaurant. She shot me a grin, then said something to her date before leaving him at the bar.

I told Giselle I’d be right back and that if a table opened up that suited her, she should take it and I’d find her. Then I went in search of the other woman and found her waiting for me at the back door. As soon as she saw me, she opened the door and we stepped out into the parking lot.

Her name was Chelsea and she also was on a blind date that seemed to be going about as well as mine. We joked about going back inside and introducing our dates to each other, then taking off. Instead, we decided to cut our dates short and hook up later. She had on a thin, sheer top, and because of a slight chill in the air, her nipples stood out against the fabric. I never considered that she might slap me when I reached out to rub my thumb over the hard bump.

Chelsea’s head fell back as I gave her other nipple the same attention. She reached for me then, and pulled me back toward the door. Chelsea wasn’t shy, and I liked that. She kissed me slowly, as if we had all night. My cock grew painfully hard behind my zipper, but she took care of that and had me free in no time. I slid my hands up under her skirt and almost came when I found nothing but a garter belt holding up her silky hose.

“Still want to wait till later?” she moaned against my neck, as she gave my dick a couple of firm strokes.

In response to her question, I pulled her leg up and she hooked it around my waist. Then I grabbed my cock and shoved it in deep. Chelsea screamed into my mouth as she ground her hips against me. The sex was hard and fast, the most satisfying quickie ever. I thrust into her over and over, with Chelsea breaking our kiss only when her head fell back against the door.

“Harder, faster!” she hissed, and I complied in a frenzied heat, giving her what we both craved.

“Coming,” I groaned, and as I stroked into her twice more, I let go, feeling her cunt tighten even more as she soaked my cock with her climax. Panting and sweating in the cool air, we gradually straightened our clothes before arranging to make excuses to our dates and hook up later, right back there in the parking lot.

I now have my buddy to thank for inadvertently hooking me up with Chelsea, though he was really pissed at me for screwing things up with his girlfriend’s cousin.