tried to insist on doing the dishes. I wouldn’t listen and made her sit while I did them. Usually I would have offered her wine, but I was still staying away from alcohol and figured she wouldn’t expect it.
We moved into the den, and I sat down right next to her on the couch.
She brushed some hair behind her ear. “Thanks for dinner.”
“My pleasure.” I put an arm around her shoulder.
She leaned into my arm slightly. “My first impression of you was so off.”
“Hmm. Is that good or bad?”
She turned a little to look at me. “Neither…or mostly good, I guess.”
“What did you think I was like?”
“I don’t know. Maybe stuck up, self-absorbed.”
“Because I had a DUI?”
“Yeah. I know that’s judgmental…”
“Nah, it’s human nature to make assumptions about people.”
She ran her fingers over the edge of her dress. “Did you make any assumptions about me?”
“Of course.”
“What were they?”
“Oh. Well, my initial impression was that you were incredibly beautiful, sweet, smart, and sexy.”
She snuggled into my arm more. “Do you think those first impressions were accurate?”
“Yes. Every single one of them.”
She leaned in and kissed me. It was the first time she made the initial move, and I liked it. I swear, I’d never get tired of those lips; so soft, yet so demanding—absolutely perfect.
She might have started the kiss, but I quickly took over. She was good, but going way too slow. I needed more of her. I pushed my way into her mouth, loving that it made her moan.
The deeper I made the kiss, the more I needed from her. I touched her cheek gently, before letting my hand move to her neck and down to her chest. I cupped one of her breasts through her dress, wanting nothing more than to get rid of the material separating us.
She had the same idea. She pulled away, and gave me the sexiest look I’d ever seen. She took her hand off my shoulder and used it to untie the halter tie of her dress. The front fell down to her waist. I didn’t even think. I took off her strapless bra within seconds, dying to see what was waiting underneath. I was in heaven. Her breasts were exactly the way I’d been picturing them since I’d met her. Full but not too big. Perfect. I didn’t waste any time. Using my hands and mouth, I explored both.
She moaned again, pushing her hand under my shirt. She ran it up and down my chest. I made myself pull away from her long enough to take my shirt off. I needed more of her touch.
I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t hoped it would happen, but I didn’t actually expect it to. I thought she’d make me wait forever to have her, and I wasn’t going to push things any faster than she wanted.
I returned my lips to hers, needing to kiss her again. I shifted her so she was lying down, and then held my weight above her. I broke the kiss and pulled her dress down over her hips. I had to see all of her. She was wearing pink, cotton panties. I loved that they weren’t lacy or silk. They were real, down to earth, like her. She reached out and unbuttoned my shorts. She hesitated a moment before unzipping them, like she was nervous.
“We don’t have to.”
“I want to.” With more confidence, she tried to pull them off.
I got up to make it easier. “Let’s go to my room. I want our first time to be in my bed.”
She nodded, and I picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her down the hall. I pulled back the covers, before laying her down on the sheets. Watching her lying there in my bed, almost naked, with her hair splayed out across my pillow nearly undid me.
“Aren’t you going to join me?”
“Hell yes.”
I sat at the edge of the bed beside her running my hand over her breasts and stomach and finally stopping right at her panties. I slipped a finger under the top and pulled them down. God, she was so gorgeous.
I took off my boxers and lay down next to her. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.”
We moved into the den, and I sat down right next to her on the couch.
She brushed some hair behind her ear. “Thanks for dinner.”
“My pleasure.” I put an arm around her shoulder.
She leaned into my arm slightly. “My first impression of you was so off.”
“Hmm. Is that good or bad?”
She turned a little to look at me. “Neither…or mostly good, I guess.”
“What did you think I was like?”
“I don’t know. Maybe stuck up, self-absorbed.”
“Because I had a DUI?”
“Yeah. I know that’s judgmental…”
“Nah, it’s human nature to make assumptions about people.”
She ran her fingers over the edge of her dress. “Did you make any assumptions about me?”
“Of course.”
“What were they?”
“Oh. Well, my initial impression was that you were incredibly beautiful, sweet, smart, and sexy.”
She snuggled into my arm more. “Do you think those first impressions were accurate?”
“Yes. Every single one of them.”
She leaned in and kissed me. It was the first time she made the initial move, and I liked it. I swear, I’d never get tired of those lips; so soft, yet so demanding—absolutely perfect.
She might have started the kiss, but I quickly took over. She was good, but going way too slow. I needed more of her. I pushed my way into her mouth, loving that it made her moan.
The deeper I made the kiss, the more I needed from her. I touched her cheek gently, before letting my hand move to her neck and down to her chest. I cupped one of her breasts through her dress, wanting nothing more than to get rid of the material separating us.
She had the same idea. She pulled away, and gave me the sexiest look I’d ever seen. She took her hand off my shoulder and used it to untie the halter tie of her dress. The front fell down to her waist. I didn’t even think. I took off her strapless bra within seconds, dying to see what was waiting underneath. I was in heaven. Her breasts were exactly the way I’d been picturing them since I’d met her. Full but not too big. Perfect. I didn’t waste any time. Using my hands and mouth, I explored both.
She moaned again, pushing her hand under my shirt. She ran it up and down my chest. I made myself pull away from her long enough to take my shirt off. I needed more of her touch.
I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t hoped it would happen, but I didn’t actually expect it to. I thought she’d make me wait forever to have her, and I wasn’t going to push things any faster than she wanted.
I returned my lips to hers, needing to kiss her again. I shifted her so she was lying down, and then held my weight above her. I broke the kiss and pulled her dress down over her hips. I had to see all of her. She was wearing pink, cotton panties. I loved that they weren’t lacy or silk. They were real, down to earth, like her. She reached out and unbuttoned my shorts. She hesitated a moment before unzipping them, like she was nervous.
“We don’t have to.”
“I want to.” With more confidence, she tried to pull them off.
I got up to make it easier. “Let’s go to my room. I want our first time to be in my bed.”
She nodded, and I picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her down the hall. I pulled back the covers, before laying her down on the sheets. Watching her lying there in my bed, almost naked, with her hair splayed out across my pillow nearly undid me.
“Aren’t you going to join me?”
“Hell yes.”
I sat at the edge of the bed beside her running my hand over her breasts and stomach and finally stopping right at her panties. I slipped a finger under the top and pulled them down. God, she was so gorgeous.
I took off my boxers and lay down next to her. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.”
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