with a promise of what was to come later in the evening.
Dinner was served, and it was one of the single most stunning meals that Brandy had ever seen. She loved every part of it, and Kyle loved to watch her appreciate it as she did.
When they had had their fill of several courses of dinner, wine, desserts and dancing, he took her from the restaurant and pulled her into the car with him, instructing his driver to give them an evening drive that showed off the skyline. The driver did so, but neither Brandy nor Kyle noticed it at all.
They were engrossed in one another as he slid her dress slowly up her thighs and drew her to the stiff erection that had been aching for her all night. He pulled her down onto it and began to drive it up into her as he pulled her dress from the front of her body and lost himself in the dark mounds of her breasts and her hot wet mouth.
Brandy knew without a doubt that it was the best date she had ever had. There was nothing about it that she would change; nothing from the moment he secretly picked her up at school, to the moment when he clung to her tightly and cried out her name, coming hard in her as she quivered and trembled in his arms, coming on him.
He lifted her from him and leaned back against the seat, sated and happy. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him, kissing her cheeks and her mouth.
"How do you feel that this went tonight?" he asked curiously.
She glowed up at him with the brightest smile. "It was one of the best nights of my life," she breathed happily.
Her joy brought him joy, and he nodded and smiled. "Good. I'm glad to hear that. I want to take you out early next week, too. There is a symphony you would probably enjoy."
She bit her lip. "Will that be our one date next week, then?"
He shrugged. "Probably. I don't think anything else will be coming up, but if it does," he whispered to her, leaning close and kissing her softly, "I'll try to make sure that it fits with your schedule." He ran his hand up her thigh and squeezed it firmly.
"Thank you for what you are doing with me. It means a great deal to me,” he told her, kissing her again as the fires began to stoke between them once more.
"It's my pleasure." She giggled softly.
He pulled her dress from her and laid her back on the seat as he spread her legs and pushed himself into her again. "Oh no, Brandy, believe me, the pleasure is all mine,” he said as he lost himself in her and made love to her again, filling her and moving against her until they had both exhausted themselves in bliss, and then the car finally turned to take her home.
When Brandy sat down to have coffee with Alice two weeks later, she grinned excitedly as she set a nice new leather computer bag on the table between them. "Look what I got!" she said as she pulled a brand new computer from the bag.
Alice whistled. "This is swanky! How on earth did you ever afford a laptop like this one?" She stared at it and ran her hands over it appreciatively.
Then she looked up at Brandy and a little smirk turned up the corner of her mouth. "What, the guy? That's how you got this?" Alice shook her head and put the computer back into the bag, and then zipped it up. "How are things going with you and Mr. Self Control?" Her tone was half-teasing as she lifted her chocolate filled croissant to her mouth and took a bite out of it.
Brandy could not stop herself from gushing happily, as she went over all the finest details of the time the two of them had spent together. She told her about the limousine, the restaurant, the roses, the symphony, the gowns he had bought for her to wear to the places he was taking her, and so much more. She shared with her friend how magical it was to be made love to by a man like him.
"You mean a married man?" Alice asked her with a hint of sarcasm as she sipped her coffee.
Brandy just sighed and shook her head. "It's more than that,
Dinner was served, and it was one of the single most stunning meals that Brandy had ever seen. She loved every part of it, and Kyle loved to watch her appreciate it as she did.
When they had had their fill of several courses of dinner, wine, desserts and dancing, he took her from the restaurant and pulled her into the car with him, instructing his driver to give them an evening drive that showed off the skyline. The driver did so, but neither Brandy nor Kyle noticed it at all.
They were engrossed in one another as he slid her dress slowly up her thighs and drew her to the stiff erection that had been aching for her all night. He pulled her down onto it and began to drive it up into her as he pulled her dress from the front of her body and lost himself in the dark mounds of her breasts and her hot wet mouth.
Brandy knew without a doubt that it was the best date she had ever had. There was nothing about it that she would change; nothing from the moment he secretly picked her up at school, to the moment when he clung to her tightly and cried out her name, coming hard in her as she quivered and trembled in his arms, coming on him.
He lifted her from him and leaned back against the seat, sated and happy. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him, kissing her cheeks and her mouth.
"How do you feel that this went tonight?" he asked curiously.
She glowed up at him with the brightest smile. "It was one of the best nights of my life," she breathed happily.
Her joy brought him joy, and he nodded and smiled. "Good. I'm glad to hear that. I want to take you out early next week, too. There is a symphony you would probably enjoy."
She bit her lip. "Will that be our one date next week, then?"
He shrugged. "Probably. I don't think anything else will be coming up, but if it does," he whispered to her, leaning close and kissing her softly, "I'll try to make sure that it fits with your schedule." He ran his hand up her thigh and squeezed it firmly.
"Thank you for what you are doing with me. It means a great deal to me,” he told her, kissing her again as the fires began to stoke between them once more.
"It's my pleasure." She giggled softly.
He pulled her dress from her and laid her back on the seat as he spread her legs and pushed himself into her again. "Oh no, Brandy, believe me, the pleasure is all mine,” he said as he lost himself in her and made love to her again, filling her and moving against her until they had both exhausted themselves in bliss, and then the car finally turned to take her home.
When Brandy sat down to have coffee with Alice two weeks later, she grinned excitedly as she set a nice new leather computer bag on the table between them. "Look what I got!" she said as she pulled a brand new computer from the bag.
Alice whistled. "This is swanky! How on earth did you ever afford a laptop like this one?" She stared at it and ran her hands over it appreciatively.
Then she looked up at Brandy and a little smirk turned up the corner of her mouth. "What, the guy? That's how you got this?" Alice shook her head and put the computer back into the bag, and then zipped it up. "How are things going with you and Mr. Self Control?" Her tone was half-teasing as she lifted her chocolate filled croissant to her mouth and took a bite out of it.
Brandy could not stop herself from gushing happily, as she went over all the finest details of the time the two of them had spent together. She told her about the limousine, the restaurant, the roses, the symphony, the gowns he had bought for her to wear to the places he was taking her, and so much more. She shared with her friend how magical it was to be made love to by a man like him.
"You mean a married man?" Alice asked her with a hint of sarcasm as she sipped her coffee.
Brandy just sighed and shook her head. "It's more than that,
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