I sat, temporarily alone at the table, slowing working on a glass of after dinner scotch and gazing out over the lights of the city: a beautiful view from the twenty-third floor. Kristi, my date, had excused herself to the ladies room and I pondered my situation in her absence. This was our fourth date and I had not yet made a serious move on her. It did not help that I really enjoyed her company and felt that if I blew it, moved too fast, I really did have something to lose.
I'd probably had a little more alcohol than I should, trying to get my nerve up. Kristi looked great tonight, having worn an outfit appropriate to the upscale setting at Mario's. I looked around to see her returning to our table, watching the shape of her long legs move underneath her ankle length dress. She looked stunning; burgundy definitely being her color. The dress was fitted around her chest and down to her waist, but the skirt was loose and flowing. The thin straps ran over her shoulders, showing off her beautiful skin. Nylons covered what little was visible beneath the skirt and heels brought her height almost level to mine. My first glimpse of her when she answered her door left me speechless. Much of the drive to the downtown restaurant was spent with my wondering what she wore beneath the soft fabric of her dress.
I stood as she arrived and pulled out her chair. Her hand went around her skirt to keep it in place as she sat. Not being able to help myself, my eyes wandered down to the top of her dress, vainly trying to catch sight of her nipples, but the close fitting material would not permit me this pleasure. With a quick motion, Kristi dropped something on the table in front of me. Something black. Something silky. Before my mind could process the thought, she purred at me: "I know you want me so I decided to save you some time and get my panties off now." Kristi's hand ran between my legs, feeling my hardness, "MMMMM, you certainly know how to make a girl feel wanted."
"Kristi, I've wanted you for weeks, but especially tonight."
"Let's go then." This was my cue to pull out her chair. I had only taken one step away from the table when she stopped me. "Mark, just one thing...."
"Yes, anything." I wanted to add "please make it quick," but decided against it.
"If you would like my panties as a souvenir in the morning, I'd love you to have them," she purred as her hands ran over my chest and played with my tie. " But I'd rather you not leave them for the waiter, after all they are wet. Very wet."
I grabbed them from the table and stuffed them in my blazer pocket. " He'll be disappointed though; they would have been his best tip of the night."
Kristi laughed and said "Take me home. Now."
We stood waiting for the elevator in a close embrace, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. My hands ran through her long hair and down her back. The door slid open and we moved inside. "Privacy at last," Kristi said as she leaned against the back wall. I stood close to her and ran my hands down her dress.
"Your dress is amazing. I haven't been able to take my eyes off you all night. You look incredible."
"I've noticed all your attention. Thank you." She paused briefly and quietly continued, "I look even better underneath it. Why don't you see for yourself?" I just stood there in surprise at this invitation and watched as Kristi gathered material in her hands and slowly pulled up her dress. Every inch she exposed excited me more. I thought I would explode when the tops of her tan nylons and the black garter clips holding them became visible. I ran my hands over her thighs, feeling the softness of her nylons and her skin. "There's more. Go higher." My hand explored upwards as Kristi moved her feet slightly to open her thighs. We moaned in unison as my fingers reached her pussy, she from the sensation of my finger gliding lightly along her opening and me from the realization she was completely shaven. A long "Ohhhhhh" escaped her lips as her hands opened and the skirt fell along her legs.
I watched her react to the presence of my fingers exploring her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open. She was so wet and soft that it was easy for me to tease her. My finger stopped at her opening. Her continued soft moans were permission to enter. Her breathing was getting more rapid and very shallow. I slid one finger inside her, left it still for a moment and then began to move it very slowly in and out of her pussy. "Wow, Kristi, I've never felt a pussy that tight before. You're not a virgin are you?"
She interrupted her soft moaning to reply. "No I'm not. It's just that..." Her voice trailed off into moans again. "It's just that it has been months since... I want to change that tonight." The bell indicating the arrival of the elevator at the lobby rang and I pulled my hand away. Kristi ran her hands over her dress to smooth it and we walked into the lobby. Her breathing was still heavy, as we turned left and continued down a long hallway towards the parking lot.
"I can't believe it's been so long for you," I whispered as we walked, her arm in mine.
"I broke up with my boyfriend months ago. Everyone I've been out with so far has gotten aggressive right away. They all wanted a quick one and I won't do that. I miss it so much." She grabbed my left hand (the one that had been under her dress) and brought it to my face. "Lick your fingers; please, for me." I sampled her wetness. "How do I taste?"
