19 Tinder Users Describe Their Best And Worst Hookup Stories

4. Right in the feels.

TL;DR: – Met my soul mate through Tinder and it was completely unexpected.

My Tinder story starts on Thanksgiving 2013. I was living in Brooklyn at the time, but was in Massachusetts visiting family.

I was bored, newly single, and fairly buzzed from my departed grandfathers old scotch. I saw an adorable girl with a black lab and I swiped right.

She did as well, and we began messaging each other. It’s clear that she has an excellent dry + sarcastic sense of humor. We decide to meet north of Boston for a drink.
I park and start walking towards the bar. I see her looking at me from her car – she gets out and shakes my hand. I’m delighted by how cute she is in person. Those big, beautiful eyes.

As soon as we walk in, a very drunk middle aged woman tells me that she likes my glasses. She was quite chatty, and my date looked on with an amused and charming smile. She seemed to enjoy how I dealt with the situation.
We sit down and talk. Conversation is slow at first. She is 30. I’m 28. I’m newly single, and she’s divorced for 1.5 years. We were both a bit shy, but we made each other laugh. I’m trying to suppress this “ah-HA” type of emotion, but it keeps getting stronger by the minute.

We keep talking, and the crowd around us erodes into inebriation. There is yelling, there is dancing, there is Lil John piping through the speaker system. Aww skeet skeet motherfucker.

We decide to try another bar. We clearly like each other, but the previous venue was a bit of a hell hole. Nothing is open since were in the burbs. She mentioned that her fitness studio is nearby. But it’s thanksgiving and we’re in MA and there’s nowhere to buy wine. She is sweet. She has gone from cute to beautiful. I’m compelled to spend as much time with her as I can. She is so funny.

I mention, sheepishly, that I have a bottle of whiskey in my car. I give her several outs, as I don’t want to creep her out. She feels comfortable enough to have a drink in her studio with me.

We go up. I’m still in hookup mode, but I clearly feel something special. After a few minutes, I try to reconcile this confusion by kissing her. She doesn’t reciprocate. I’m embarrassed. I apologize. She apologizes and tells me that she liked it, she just wasn’t expecting it. She wasn’t sure if I was having a good time. I smile, because I know that I’m somehow having the time of my life.

We admit how nervous we are and decide to take it slow. We listen to Neon Indian. We discover a mutual love for Elliott Smith. We tell each other things we haven’t told those closest to us. We hold hands for hours.
We kiss again and this time it’s electric.

She is tipsy. Its late and she needs to teach a fitness class early in the morning. I don’t want her to drive or to have to sleep in her studio, so I offer her a ride. I tell her I’m exhausted and that I want to stay over. I want to sleep next to her. I promise to be a gentleman. She agrees.
We get to her place and I meet her dog. He is gregarious and has a distinguished name.

We put on music and go to bed. We make love. It’s wonderful and nerve wracking and I’m fairly petrified. We sleep, wake, make love again. It’s suddenly 7am. I’m sad.
I drive her back to her studio, where her car is parked nearby. I buy her a coffee, we tell each other how much we enjoyed last night. We make plans for Saturday. I walk away feeling like I met my soul mate.

We text non stop and then spend Saturday and Sunday together. I leave for NYC on Monday. She is going to visit. She keeps giving me outs in case I change my mind but I won’t.

She visits 2 weeks later and have the best weekend of our lives. We decide that we want to be together.
Countless miles and Spotify playlists later, we moved in together in Boston in April. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and it’s the most wonderful and natural and healthy relationship I could ever hope for. It’s the kind of love that transcends words and songs and poetry.
I’m incredibly thankful. It gives me anxiety to think of how easy it would’ve been for us to never meet. It was completely inconvenient and unexpected and perfect.
We are happy. We are infinitely appreciative of one another. We wish we met sooner, but we know that we found each other right on time.

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