Mukul hadn't expected much from Tinder. He was a late bloomer, a 21-year-old virgin who'd spent most of his life buried in books and coding projects. His friends had been urging him to get out there, experience things, and Tinder seemed like the least intimidating way to start. Then he saw Neha's profile. Thirty-five, divorced, with a smile that promised both sweetness and spice. Her photos showed a woman comfortable in her own skin, radiating confidence and a subtle sensuality that drew him in. He swiped right, she swiped right back, and within a week they were meeting at a cozy little bar for their first date.