The Windbreaker

I was going out with this guy for the first time. It was a warm spring day in May and I had the a/c turned off and the windows open. I thought I heard someone on the front step so I peeked out the front window which was right by the front door. He couldn't see or hear me. At the very moment I glanced out he let out a huge cripsy fart. He was standing there, all scrubbed up, handsome, suave and nice and eager and it was the funniest thing. I waited a reasonable amount of time and opened the door with a smirk on my face. I couldn't help it and I also couldn't stop snickering throughout the entire evening, including the kiss goodnight. I know it was immature of me but it just struck me so funny and I couldn't shake the giggles. I'm sure he had no idea I had heard and I couldn't tell him. He must have thought I was a nut case and didn't call again. At the door I couldn't resist telling him "thanks for a wonderful time, it was a gas."