I met Brooke through a dating website. Her photo caught my eye, she had great curves, beautiful eyes, and a sweet knock-out of a smile. We had messaged back and forth for a couple of weeks, she was a single mom, had lost a lot of weight after a divorce a year earlier, and she wasn't sure what she was looking for relationship wise. She went to church every Sunday and seemed to be pretty serious about expressing to me that she was a 'good girl' and most definitely a Christian. She had a very all-American girl look about her and we clicked really well, so I was really looking forward to meeting her. I asked her if she wanted to finally meet and grab dinner and a movie. Brooke was interested and so we set our date.
When I pulled up outside of Brooke's place she came out almost immediately. She was sporting a form fitting white T over a pair of jeans that looked like they were custom made for her and a pair of well worn cowboy boots. I couldn't help but notice an over-sized belt buckle with a white cross on it as she approached my truck. Brooke opened the door and jumped in with a big smile on her face.
"It's great to finally meet you, I've been looking forward to it all week!" I said.
"That's sweet of you, me too actually. I've been kind of nervous all day" She replied kind of biting her lip.
We drove off to this place that was a great combination of gourmet country kitsch and big city dive bar for a great dinner and some cold longnecks. I didn't think she would join me for a beer but she actually seemed interested in a cold one the minute we sat down. The conversation was great and we ended up shooting a game of pool and having another couple of beers after we ate instead of heading right out for the movie.
After Brooke managed to kick my ass in pool I asked if she was interested in checking out that movie. Brooke quickly replied that she would rather watch a movie in at my place with a few more beers. It sounded good to me and I already had beers waiting in the fridge, so we took off.
After cracking a couple of beers at my place I had to have a cigarette. I usually don't smoke on a date, but I was starting to feel the beers and I was fiending pretty badly. I asked Brooke to forgive my need for a smoke, I hadn't really mentioned it through our messaging online. Brooke laughed and quickly produced a pack of Marlboro Lights from her purse. I was actually quite surprised, but I was glad she was in the smoker's club as well. It took a lot of pressure off.
The conversation came easily and smoke and music filled the room as we steadily emptied bottle after bottle. I finally leaned in a began to lightly nibble on Brooke's beautiful bottom lip which led to her tongue playfully pushing things further into some passionate deep kisses. After several minutes (that felt like hours) she came up for air and pulled away slightly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to move too fast for the first date or anything....I just couldn't resist your lips any more." I confessed.
Brooke smiled that great smile of hers and said, "No problem at, I'm really glad we got that first kiss out of the way, you're a great kisser you know?"
"Thanks, it takes two there cowgirl"
"Ha, well do you want another beer?" Brooke asked.
"Sure" I said as I watched her hips sway while she walked toward the kitchen. When Brooke returned with two fresh beers she handed me mine and proceeded to sit right down on my lap. To my slight embarrassment she sat her ass down on the growing bulge in my jeans that the recent kissing session had brought on. I blushed as I took a tug off of my beer.
"Oh really now?!" Brooke said surprised. I nodded with a sheepish look on my face.
"Well I guess that means this is a good first date, huh?" She asked.
