Although Zoe and I hadn't discussed it, I was by no means 'in a relationship.' We had shared a beautiful sexual experience and had one cinema date. As such, I felt no guilt signing into Tinder during lunchtime on Monday. We had agreed on another date at my apartment on Saturday night but until then I felt I was justified in my plans to trawl for more.
It didn't take too many swipes before I settled on a handsome fellow with just the right amount of cheekiness in his profile. He didn't seem overly tall but that's not important, right? His stubbly beard and an easy smile put me at ease. His hair was well-groomed, shaved at the sides with some product up top. We arranged to meet for coffee at lunchtime before agreeing to have a proper date. I gave myself a day to get ready, there is a big difference between 'dressed for work Abbie' and 'dressed for date Abbie.'
The next day I slipped out early for lunch, I like to arrive before a prospective date. As it happens, James had a similar idea and he was already there when I arrived. He looked a little different from his profile, a little younger-looking. Almost baby-faced as now he was clean shaved. He was very polite, offering me a seat before he sat and bought my cappuccino. After the last date I had with a man, being such a disaster, my hopes weren't high. Thankfully James was clearing them in street shoes. He worked in an accountancy office close to mine but didn't display the caricature of an accountant. He was warm, funny, and well dressed. We ended up staying a little longer than expected but we agreed on a Thursday night date, he was cooking for me in his house. House, not flat.
Between Tuesday and Thursday, we flirted a lot over text. He sent me a shirtless picture and he was pretty ripped so I was hoping for a little more than a photo on our date. We told each other explicit things we'd like to do with each other. It was so arousing I was able to get off with it on more than one occasion. Including a sneaky wank in the work toilets when he told me he wants to eat my ass. I knew I was on for a good night so I thought I'd plan a little surprise for him.
James' house was a little out of town, got a taxi so I could take a drink, quite a nice little cul de sac it was too. I brought a bottle of white wine, as is polite. He greeted me at the door with a hug and welcomed me in. He offered to take my coat and I was more than happy to oblige him. I slowly unbuttoned it, really I was wearing a red satin bra, matching booty shorts, and knee-high stockings with my black heels. He stood in silence, just staring at me.
'Am I suitably dressed?' I asked while pushing my hips out on one side.
'Yeah, yeah, yes you are.' he stammered.
I threw my arms around his shoulders, pressing my bosom into his chest. Our lips met and we kissed. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, he pushed me to the wall and ran his hands over my body, exploring my curves and holding my ass. Our hurried kissing was such a turn-on, I could already feel his swelling member through his chinos. I began rubbing it on the outside and it felt quite impressive.
'D'ya wanna take this upstairs?' he asked
I barely gave him an answer, nodding and kissing again, he wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up and setting me on the bottom of the stairs. I turned and started off up the stairs slowly, with every step pushing my shorts down a little. Once at the top I unhooked my bra, I held it in place while he directed me to the bedroom.
Inside his room was strangely tidy, pristine sheets, well decorated, this man was an actual grown-up. I had a little giggle to myself, thinking of all the crappy bedrooms I'd had sex in over the years. He engulfed me in his arms one more time and our passionate kissing continued, my bra held in place by his chest. I eagerly fumbled with his trouser buttons, before pulling them down and reaching into his boxers. I gripped is throbbing cock hard, his groan told me all I needed to know. I started tugging on it as he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it behind him. I was about to start kissing his chest when he pushed me to the bed. I sat back up and pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock. It was magnificent, I kissed the tips before taking the head in my mouth. I was almost too big for my mouth but I eagerly slurped and sucked on his cock.
