We First Meet
We have arranged to meet at a restaurant that you have choosen.
You have made all arrangements and all I need to do is show
up. I arrive at the restaurant and you are already there.
The hostest shows me to our table. We have a signal. If you
like what you see, you will stand up and motionme to sit in
the booth next to you. If not, no problem, I will sit on the
other side. I see you. Palms are sweating. I see you....
you have a smile... Are you going to stand? Oh, my, your smile...
you look so nice in your business attire... We get closer...
you would think that this was a mile walk... but finally
you stand.... Good!!!! You motion me to sit by you and I slide
into the bench.
I have no idea what to do or say. I put my purse on the floor
next to my feet and tell you to remind me not to leave it. You
laugh politely but I don't think I was really funny. The
waiter arrives with a bottle of wine that you have already
ordered. You tell me that you hope I will like it, it is one
of your favorites. The waiter pours you a taste and you check
for vinigar. I'm impressed.... you know what your doing.
You nod to the waiter and he pours mine and finishes yours.
He says that he will be right back for our order.
You turn to me.. I'm in the corner of the booth sitting kinda
side ways... I reach for my glass and you want to make a toast.
Oh my... another touch of class... how sweet. You raise
your glass to me and say... "To the first of many meetings
with a lovely lady". I give you another shy smile and drop
my eyes as we click glasses and sip. I say my turn... I look
up at you and say, "To Romance". We click again. I take a deep
breath. I feel a little more calm... but still a little nervous.
You have choosen a lovely restaurant. The food is a mix of
different things. We look at the menu and I feel your eyes
on me. I can't stop smileing as I look up and our eyes meet.
You tell me how beautiful I am. I blush again. Don't know
what to say.... I'm trying not to turn your complements
into a joke... I have a way of deflecting those so that I wont
believe them. But you are very determained to get me to believe
them and you want to shower me with them.
We order a nice light dinner and have great conversation.
Your hand finds its way to my thigh and I feel my breath change.
We talk about everything in the world. And if there is a lul...
we laugh. Your hand now takes mine and you are rubbing it
gentley with the other hand. I feel my excitment rise as
I look into your eyes. The check comes and we both look at
it... does it mean the end of a perfect evening? We then look
at each other. You say you don't want this to end. I tell you
that I don't either. You tell me that you have a room reserved
close. When do you have to be home? I surprise you... I don't...
everyone is gone for the weekend. Your smile gets even bigger.
You reach for your wallet to pay the bill and you hand me some
cash rolled up. You tell me to go buy something sexy and meet
you at the hotel. I try to refuse the money but you won't hear
of it. You want to have time to get ready for me and you want
to see me in something sexy. I don't even look at it and slide
it into my purse. You tell me to go to the Hilton and when I'm
in the parking lot call your cell phone and you will tell
me the room. You pull my hand to your mouth and kiss. I know
now that I'm in trouble... I feel real wet and I'm likeing
it.
We split and go to each of our cars. As I get in I notice that
you are still watching me. I think how sweet... he wants
to make sure I get to my car ok. I went to the mall and found
the most beautifully sexy black negligee. I'm really hopeing
that you will like it. I had a money left and I got a bottle
of aroma therapy message oil. Can't wait to use it.
I arrive at the Hilton and call you. Your in room 715 and tell
me to hurry up... you miss my smile already. I get to the 7th
floor and the butterflies in my stomach are turning all
over. I'm getting nervious wondering if you will like what
I had picked out. I wish you had gone with me to tell me what
you like. I get to the door and hesitate before I knock. It
isn't that I'm having second thoughts... more like excited
about what is on the other side of that door. I knock.
The door opens and you are standing there with a huge smile
on your face. You open the door wide and step aside to let
me in. The room is beautiful. You have gotten a dozen coral
colored roses and they are sitting on the table in front
of a love seat. I see on the table a bottle of champagne chilling, two
champagne flutes and a fruit/cheese tray. The curtains
are open and the sun has lit the room. Everything is wonderful.
You take my hand and we sit on the loveseat. We are sitting
kinda facing each other... our knees are sort of touching.
You are holding my right hand in yours and your left hand
is on my knee. Our eyes are looking at each other so intesely
and you lean in to kiss me. Our lips touch so lightly. Your
lips are soft and gentle. The pecks we are giving each other
turn more intense. I feel your tongue wanting to enter my
mouth. I open to receive you. The my tongue joins in on the
fun. This is our first kiss and it seems like it will take
for ever and I'm very glad. We finally stop and look into
each others eyes. You tell me that you want me know but you
want this to take a very long time. I smile back at you and
tell you we don't have to rush we have all night. You open
the champagne and poor 2 glasses. You hand me a glass and
we sit back on the lovseat and you have one arm around me and
the other with holds a glass. You say this time I have a different
toast.... "I toast you for your beauty and sweetness...
I can tell by the taste of your kisses that your juices will
be just as sweet and I will savor every moment with you."
Oh my that was the sweetest thing anyone has said to me...
I want to kiss you instead of toast. We click glasses and
take a sip... then I look at you and give you a very deep and
pasionate kiss. I can feel this one all the way to my toes.
I'm wet at your voice and your tongue.. the anticipation
is tremendous. I'm in your arms, drinking champagne and
we chat while we watch the sun set on the city. Just as the
sun sets and we are on our second glass. This time I have added
some of the strawberries from the fruit/cheese tray. We
have nibbled on the tray a little. You ask me to model what
I bought. I take my champagne and the bag into the bathroom.
I come out from the bathroom and you have lit some candles
and you're still sitting on the loveseat dressed excatly
as I had left you. I turn around slowly and you marvel at what
you say is beauty. I'm real nervous.. I think you will say
.. "OK put your clothes back on and go home." I'm so excited
at your moans of delight that my nipples are getting hard
and showing through the neglegee. You tell me to sit next
to you. I do and reach down to feel your excitement... oh
my... you are so hard and that turns me on even more. You remove
my hand from you and tell me that you want to please me first..
everthing will go slow and we have time. I agree and you start
to kiss my neck, behind my ears, down my chest as low as the
v-neck is your tongue is there.. you nibble on each nipple
through the gown.... I'm getting hot and wanting more...
TO BE CONTINUES:..... VERY SOON :)
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