It's been a long week. Lots of work, too many volunteer duties, not enough time to spend with the woman I love. She's been busy working in a school, and going to school at the same time. But tonight is going to be different. We've each taken time off for each other. I'm already excited by the prospect of spending time with her, smelling her hair, feeling her lips against mine. There's always something exciting about kissing her and holding her, rubbing the small of her back, sliding my hand down into her pants and feeling the separation of her ass. Her skin is always so smooth, her ass so enticing.
We're going to meet in the bar at our local steakhouse. But there's a catch - we're pretending we don't know each other. Just a casual hook up at the bar. Maybe a little flirting, maybe a cautious kiss. Who knows what will happen? Sure, there's a lot of odd people at a bar, but that just might make things interesting. We'll at least make them jealous.
As I'm driving over the hill from work, I keep wondering what I'll say. What's a good pick up line these days? How do you approach a beautiful woman at a bar? I'm excited by the idea, but I'm a little cautious too. It would really be bad if I messed this up! As I get closer, I realize that I'm excited, feeling a little like Christmas Eve. Anticipation, excitement and a little bit of nervousness roil around my thoughts.
I leave the car with the valet and wonder if she's here yet. What if I'm here first? I'm so looking forward to seeing her, I hope she's sitting at the bar. I walk through the heavy doors, past the hostess and look into the darkened bar. Damn... I don't see her. I look to my left, I look down the bar. Maybe she's around the corner of the bar? Suddenly, a rather large man gets his drink from the bartender, and moves away. There she is! Sitting at the bar, sipping what looks like a rum and Coke. Wow, she lights up the room. Shimmering, golden hair and eyes that dance. It's the moment of truth. Now that I have seen my prey, I need to move in. I quickly take the spot that is newly opened, and flag down the bartender. "Tanqueray martini, stirred not shaken. Olives." I look to my right, and smile. "They never get it right, if you don't tell them." She smiles, but doesn't seem impressed. Hmmm....
My drink arrives, with the little decanter of "extra." I pick up my martini glass and turn to this gorgeous creature next to me and say, "Cheers."
To my delight, she picks up her glass and clinks it with mine. "I'm Brian, what's your name?" Simple, direct, no games here.
"I'm Laurie, nice to meet you."
Yes! Contact! "So, are you celebrating? Or forgetting?" I ask.
"Celebrating. Celebrating the end of a long week."
"I'm glad you're here then, maybe we can celebrate together." She nods, and I'm encouraged. "Is that a rum and Coke? Can I order you another?" She nods, and I know that this is going well.
As the evening progresses, we get closer. Sure, we know each other, very intimately, but this is part of the game. Flirting, knowing glances, "innocent" brushes against each other. My excitement level is very high, I need to be careful I don't get a hard on just being next to her. We order some dinner together, continuing to talk and flirt. Every once in a while she puts her hand on my knee, even sliding it up my thigh halfway. We are starting to move closer to each other, trying to keep up the pretense of just meeting, but giving in to our lust for each other.
I have my hand on her thigh, she has hers on mine. We're totally absorbed in each other, the conversation, the sparkle in our eyes, the closeness we have. She suddenly moves her hand up my leg and touches my balls. I jump a little bit, and she moves back. "That was nice. Did you mean to do that?" I ask.
"Yes, I find you very sexy," she purrs.
"I live just a few minutes from here. Would you like to come over?"
I'm very excited when she says, "Yes, I'd like that."
I quickly pay the bill and we get our cars from the valet. We arrive at the apartment and I open the door. I expect that we'll continue our game. She'll mention that it's nice, and I'll offer her a drink. But was I surprised. Instead, the minute we close the door she turns to me and says, "You make my pussy so wet." She wraps her arms around me and gives me the deepest, most sensuous kiss I've ever had.
No one needs to tell me twice! I escort her to the bedroom and begin to move my hands all over her body. Kissing her, tasting her is always a treat, but tonight, with our game, everything seems heightened. As excited as I am, I have plans for her tonight. I'm planning on giving her the longest, deepest orgasms ever!