Our First Date (Part 4)
Getting ready for our date…
After such a hot and steamy start to the day with Tiffany the rest of the day was rather uneventful.
Tiffany and I spent it lazing around the house – watching a couple of movies and gossiping. Though I think half the time I spent watching the clock counting down the hours, minutes and seconds till 7pm.
Waiting… waiting… waiting…. time seemed to go extra slow today.
Tiffany didn’t help matters much though – she probably spent half her day teasing me constantly about the date tonight – thankfully it was all in good spirits – I love her – and wouldn’t change our relationship for anything!
But as the late afternoon rolled around I began to get even more excited and at the same time more nervous.
“Tiff, it’s nearly 5pm. Think I might start getting ready.” I shouted at her as I eagerly jumped up off the bed. For me getting ready for a date can take hours – and whilst I hadn’t had a “date date” in a few months I certainly still had my routine planned out…
The routine went something like this:
Choose an outfit – lay it out on the bed – underwear, bra, skirt & top or dress, accessories – shoes, handbag, hair clips, necklace, earnings.
Double check my outfit – usually try on two or three different ones to make sure I was 100% happy- make changes as necessary.
Shower – full body soap, lather, soak and rinse… nothing like the feeling of feeling totally clean and refreshed for my date.
In the shower – Shave my legs, my underarms and my pussy (love knowing I’m completely clean shaven for a date).
Blow dry and brush my hair.
Facial cleanse & rinse.
Get dressed – triple check my outfit
Hair & make-up
Clearly the most challenging part of this routine – and the most critical – is choosing my outfit… I always want to make sure that I look stunning for a date..
“Tiffany, what do you think bout this dress?” I said holding up a red mid length dress with a v neck.
“Hmmm, not quiet right for your first date. Something sexier!” She said.
I turned back to the cupboard and began flicking through my dress rack again – something sexier I thought. After a few minutes I spun back around from the cupboard towards Tiffany.
I asked, “What about this one then?” holding my little black fuck-me dress up for her to inspect – it was a low cut v neck at the front that showed off my cleavage perfectly, and was short – coming down just over my arse and finishing bout half way down my thighs.
Tiffany looked up at me from the bed, with a thoughtful expression on her face before stating, “Yes that one! You will look stunning.”
I smiled at her, and enquired “And my black lace bra and thong with it?”
“Yes! And your black high heels. Stunning!” She exclaimed.
It was decided then – my little black fuck-me dress, black lace bra and thong and my black high heels. That was easier than I feared – the added benefit of having a friend like Tiffany was that she was there to help every step of the way…nothing like having your best friend to calm the nerves.
With my outfit chosen it was time for a shower. I headed into the bathroom, slipped out of my dress and turned the water on. A few moments later I stepped under the warm water of the shower. The water felt so refreshing as I held my head under it and let it cascade over my entire body as I closed my eyes.
thinking about the date ahead with David.
I stood there with my eyes closed thinking about David for few minutes. I was looking forward to the date more and more as it got closer and closer – hoping that it as everything that I had built it up to in my mind.
I took a deep breath and started my shower routine – firstly lathering up my entire body with soap – my arms, my chest, my breasts, my legs, my pussy and then letting the water wash it all off. Then I gave my legs and underarms as shave – making sure I as smooth all over before sitting down on the floor of the shower to shave my pussy.
My hand softly traced over my pussy – it was still wet – both from my earlier play with Tiffany and the anticipation of going out with David. Slowly I slid two of my finger deep inside myself. I moaned softly – god it felt good to have my fingers inside me.
I started to slowly push them in and out – enjoying myself as my thoughts turned to David – thinking about having his fingers touching me tonight – exploring my body… I sped up, thumping my fingers in and out harder and faster. My breathing intensified and I softly moaned over and over…
I leaned back on the back wall of the shower and let out a deep moan as my body began to shudder with my fingers buried deep inside as I bought myself to another climax today.
After my climax subdued, I took a deep breath and finished my shower.
David arrives…
I’d just finished my make-up when my phone buzzed. I glanced down at it on the sink beside my make-up and read the message.
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I screamed out of the bathroom to Tiffany, “Get in here. He is five minutes away.”
“Calm down girl.” Tiffany yelled back from the bed, seemingly disinterest in moving. “You look amazing.”
I flicked my long blonde hair back over my shoulder once more and looked over myself in the mirror one last time. Satisfied I was ready, I walked out of the bathroom and did a little twirl in front of Tiffany.
Tiffany remarked, “I told you. You look stunning – he won’t know what hits him!” She giggled.
My phone buzzed again…
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Tiffany jumped up and walked over to me. She looked me in the eyes, before wrapping her arms around me in a big hug. She whispered my ear, “Enjoy Jess, you deserve it and you will have an amazing night.”
And then she softly kissed me on the cheek.
I smiled back at her, “Thanks Tiffany, I’ve only got a million butterflies to calm down.”
We both giggled softly together, before I closed my eyes, took a small deep breath to compose myself.
“Right, I am off,” I said opening my eyes and then spinning around before heading out of Tiffany’s room towards the stairs that lead down to the front door.
A few seconds later I was at the bottom of the stairs. As I opened the front door I could see David standing at the passenger side of the door leaning casually against his car. My heart fluttered for a few seconds as I stared at him – he looked ruggedly handsome in his dark blue dress shirt, and black pants, neatly covered by a sports jacket.
He was as handsome – if not more – than what I remembered from last Saturday night.
I smiled as I started to make my way down the stairs of the verandah and then the front path towards David. After only having spoke to David on the phone a few times this week and a couple of hundred texts back and forth – it hit me – this was it – our first date – it was really happening.
As I got to about half way down the path towards the car he started walking towards me with a soft warm smile on his face.
We ended up meeting a few meters from the car, and as our eyes looked directly into each other’s eyes, he said “Hi Jess, you look stunning.”
“Thank you David, you look pretty amazing yourself”. I smirked cheekily back at him as I stepped within touching distance.
His hand extending out towards me in a welcoming gesture. I bought my hand up towards his, and he took it and clasped my fingers in his giving them a gentle but forceful squeeze. His touch was amazing – strong and confident, but at the same time soft and sensual – instantly my butterflies in my stomach fluttered into overdrive.
We stood there holding our stare for what seemed like an eternity but in reality was only a fleeting few seconds. His eyes were mesmerising – beautiful brown piercing eyes that I could get lost in all day…. they were so deep and intriguing and already they were already drawing me in.
I closed my eyes briefly in an attempt to calm my nerves, and breathed in deeply – but that only made my heart flutter more as I caught a waft of his masculine scent. A strong musky scent of aftershave that smelt so amazing.
I could already tell this was going to be an amazing night.
David broke the silence, “Would you like me take your coat and bag for you? I will put it in the back of the car”.
I smiled nervously and muttered “Yes please, thank-you that would be great.”
Our hand unclasped as I started to take my coat off. His hand extended out towards my shoulder and I felt his finger softly graze my skin as he helped me take my coat off. His touch instantly sending a shiver down my spine – I couldn’t believe that a single touch could arouse me so much.
As he took my coat off me and proceeded to take my bag, I continued to breath in his masculine scent. Each breath was like a new fragrance invoking feelings deep inside of me.
He walked around behind me and reached over to open the front passenger door. He leaned over to the back seat, giving me a nice view. I couldn’t help but stare at him, as he placed my coat and bag in the back of the car.
“Would you like to get going?” He said as he motioned towards the open front passenger seat ushering me into the car. He smiled in at me as I sat down and asked “All set?”.
“Yes thank-you.” I replied smiling back up at him.
He shut the door and started to walk around to his side as I fumbled with the seat belt. I breathed a heavy sigh and thought to myself. “Wow, this night is going to be amazing.”
David hoped in the car, glanced over my way and then turned the ignition over.
Before I knew it we were on our way …
Dinner
As we walked into the restaurant, we were greeted by the maître. I recall my initial impression was that it was unbelievable – so sophisticated and fancy – more fancy than any where I’d ever been before.
I felt out of my comfort zone… but standing there with David I felt safe.
Dinner itself was a little bit of a blur – a combination of my nerves and being so lost in my own thoughts about David – my attraction to him both mentally and physically grew with each second that passed.
We had small chit chat during dinner – a three course feast… it was again like nothing I had ever experienced before – both the food and the company. There was no awkward silences as David and I chatted away, occasionally his hand resting against mine.
Dinner draws to an end
We walked hand in hand back towards Davids car – it was only a short walk from the exit of the restaurant to the car.
As we approached the car, and our walking slowed a little and David looked over at me and said in a confident manner, “Jess, I have had an amazing time tonight.”
I smiled back at him with a nervous grin, but didn’t respond. I had enjoyed our evening together – more than any other date in fact – I was already so drawn to David both mentally and physically. I already admired how confident David was so – he wasn’t afraid to share his thoughts and feelings and it was clear already he was developing feelings for me. His presence made me feel so comfortable and safe – but I wasn’t quiet as self-assured and confident as him and my nerves were getting the better of me.
We stopped at the back of his car and he turned into face me. He squeezed my hand firmly, smiled at me and asked, “Jess, have you enjoyed the evening?”
“Ummm, can I be totally honest with you?” I muttered softly, my eyes looking down away from his. As I looked down, I could see his body slump down a little, and instantly I regretted the words I had chosen – they probably weren’t quiet the best way to respond to his question, and definitely not what he was expecting to hear.
David replied, “yes of course,” in a soft calming tone with a slightly disappointed and puzzled look on his face.
“I have really enjoyed it all so far, but I’ve never really gone a date like this before.”
He smiled, and let out a soft sigh of relief, as he responded, “well that kinda makes two of us!”
“Really?” I asked, looking up at him with a grin on my face.
“Yes, most of the other girls I’ve gone out with I’ve either meet out at a bar or a club, or we have gone to a much less fancy dinner & movies or a show.”
“Me too,” I said, “so I hope I wasn’t too quiet or shy for you?”
“Not at all,” he said gently squeezing my hand in a reassuring manner. “I knew we would have some connection based on our text messages this week, but I didn’t expect it to be so strong already and for us to be so comfortable with each other straight away.”
David stepped forward slightly, gently pushing his body against mine, causing me to lean backwards against the back of the car for support. As he leaned in against me, he looked into my eyes. His deep dark brown eyes piercing me, staring deep inside me in a mesmerising manner.
Instantly my heart began to race as I stared back at him. I became frozen in his stare – lost in the story that his eyes were telling me.
He smiled at me.
I smiled at him.
And then he leaned his head slowly down towards mine. I closed my eyes, as our lips softly connected with each other. At the same time, David wrapped his right arm around me and pulled me in tight against his body.
Immediately my body and mind melted into him. His lips seemed so soft and sensual – much more than I had imagine, and his hand felt so strong in its grip around me. I felt like my whole body was connected to him.
As his lips continued to sensually tease mine, his tongue slowly pushed forward – my lips voluntarily parting slightly allowing his tongue to join mine. His tongue started dancing with mine in a passionate embrace. David slid his other hand behind my head, up under my hair and onto the back of my neck.
He pulled me in tighter.
It felt like I was in a heaven – all of my mind and body craved him. We continued to embrace for what seemed like an eternity. Our lips and tongue meshed together exploring and dancing with each other.
After a few moments, David broke away from our embrace, and whispered, “Would you like to go for a walk down by the river?”
I nodded and whispered, “Yes please,” as my face lit up with the idea of spending more time with David.
The area David had bought us to had a lovely boardwalk along the river with quaint little cafes and other shops that were buzzing with activity on a Saturday night. It was a perfect area to casually stroll along and talk. Scattered along the boardwalk were little seated areas, some out in the bright lights and others tucked into little corners giving you the opportunity to enjoy a bit more privacy.
We slowly walked along hand in hand talking to each other until David started leading us into one of the more secluded little private areas.
“Let’s sit down here and enjoy the peace and quiet.” He said confidently, pointing towards the bench.
“That’s a great idea.” I replied nervously, sitting down.
We sat there talking to each other for a few minutes – before David’s hand slid onto my thigh. His touch took my breath away and my mind emptied of all other thoughts than his hand on my skin.
His hand slowly edged up to the top of my dress again – and this time he didn’t stop as it kept sliding further under it. My god it felt so amazing – I didn’t want him to stop.
At the same time he leaned in and kissed me deeply. His lips pressing against mine. I couldn’t concentrate at all – I was totally lost in his kiss and touch.
David’s hand continued to slid further up my leg, heading ever closer to my black thong with every second. My entire focus was on his hand, feeling every movement as it edged up my leg.
David’s touch – combined with how intense my feelings were for him already – was driving me insane – my lust and desire to feel his skin on mine – I was at the point of no return. At that point I didn’t care we were sitting in a fairly public place – my pussy was aching already – I was longing for him to touch me, to explore me.
I let out a soft moan, “ooooo” as David’s fingers softly traced over the edge of my black thong. That feeling was unbelievable – I wanted more… I now wanted his fingers to touch me, to take me on a pleasure journey.
But my trance like state as interrupted as a strange deep voice said, “Oh sorry, I didn’t see you both there.
I froze – opening my eyes to see a man standing a few metres away from us. I felt Davids hand instantly retreated from under my dress as he looked up at the man.
“No problems at all,” David said calmly, as the stranger turned and walked out of the area as quickly as he arrived.
“Jess are you ok?” David said, turning back to me. “Sorry about that. I kind of got carried away.”
“David,” I said staring intently at him with lust filled eyes, “I didn’t mind honestly. But you’re either going to have to stop now or,” I paused mid sentence to take another breath and finished my sentence, “take me back to your place!”
He leaned in and kissed me deeply again before looking me in the eyes and whispering back to me in an enquiring manner “I think we both want to wait?”
I nodded.
“Don’t get me wrong I’d love nothing more than to take you back to my place but…”
Before he could finish his sentence I leaned in and kissed him – I wanted him to know I felt the same – I would have loved nothing more than to go back to his place for more fun – but I too wanted to wait…
After that kiss we both hoped up and started walking back towards his car. Whilst we walked in silence it wasn’t an awkward silence – we both seemed content just holding each other’s hand and stealing the occasional glance at each other.
Before long we were back at his car and on our way back to Tiffany’s house….
Walking me back to the house
David pulled up his car outside the front of Tiffany’s house. As he turned off the ignition, I looked longingly over at him, admiring the man that I had just gone on a date with.
It was an incredible first date. I couldn’t have asked for more – David made me feel so comfortable yet at the same time I had already had such a strong physical attraction to him.
He looked over at me, as his hand slide across the car seat to my thigh. It was the third time I had felt his hand caressing my inner thigh – and his firm but sensual touch on my bare skin still took my breath away for a moment.
He leant over, his hand still resting on my inner thigh, and kissed me. His soft lips pressing against mine. Instantly it took my breath away. My lips started to slowly press back against his, as he parted my lips a little with his tongue. His other hand reached around the back of my neck, gently pulling me deeper into him.
Each time he kissed me in a passionate embrace it felt more amazing than the last. I didn’t really want the date to end – it was hard to think about saying goodbye – but if I didn’t stop now I was going to struggle to restrain myself from wanting more.
I leaned back and said, “I want you so bad but I should go as it’s getting late.”
He smiled at me, nodding and saying, “It is – let me walk you up to the door.”
“Oh thank you David. That would be nice.”
He climbed out of his car and briskly walked around to open my door up, as I was gathering my purse and coat. Such true gentleman he is I thought.
He took my hand and helped me out of the car before we started to walk up the pathway towards Tiffany’s front door.
A single porch light illuminated the front verandah in a dull romantic lighting. David squeezed my hand tight as we walked up the stairs. I think both of us didn’t want the date to end.
“So Jessica,” he said looking over to me, “I’ve had a magnificent time. Would you like to come out with me again next Friday night?”
I smiled at him and leaned forward wrapping my arms around him as I said eagerly said, “yes please!”
He leaned down and kissed me again as we cuddled. In that moment I couldn’t have been happier.
I shut the front door, slumped against it, closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
My god that was amazing – I could still smell his masculine scent as my thoughts recalled moments from the night. Everything just felt so right….
His first touch of my hand, grasping it and squeezing it that sent my butterflies into over drive.
His touch on my leg as we sat at the dinner table – sliding slight up under the hem of my skirt… but only enough to not be unsettling…. though, given it drove me absolutely wild with desire, I wouldn’t have minded if he slid it further up my dress.
Him leaning against me on the car….and then his soft lips pressing against mine the first time we kissed…I immediately felt like my heart melted into his.
His hands softly touching my face, my neck and then sliding down onto my breasts…. as we sat by the river enjoying each other…. his touch sending shivers down my body filling me with desires for him.
As I stood there catching my breath, my phone buzzed.
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His forwardness and confidence drew me into him again – I cannot recall another guy being as confident and genuine in his interactions with me.
I peeked our through the curtains, half hoping that he was still sitting outside texting me so that I could run out there and wrap my arms around him and kiss him again…. but sadly he had already driven off.
I reread over his message again before starting to reply back.
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And with that I turned and headed up the stairs towards Tiffany’s room – happy but turned on…
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