I went through this period where I ended up dating this series of "good little Christian girls" that were anything but! Emma was one of my favorites. I met her when she was a barista at one of my favorite little coffee shacks. I was crushing on her big time. She was super skinny, but she had this shapely little ass that looked absolutely mind blowing in blue jeans. Take that and add in her gigantic blue eyes and her beautiful waist length straight red hair and I was done for (Redheads can pretty much own me any day of the week)! Emma was one of my favorite spank bank fantasies for a couple months while our interaction was limited to flirtation at the coffee shop. Emma often mentioned the many things she was out doing with friends of hers from church and the many places she was volunteering with her church, etc, etc. Hearing that, I was pretty sure she wasn't into guys like me.
Eventually I figured, what the hell, and I asked her if she wanted to come over to my place so I could cook her dinner one evening. Emma jumped at the chance, I told her that I had a gig on Friday night, but Saturday was open and I would love to have her over. She scribbled down her phone number and email and asked me to send her the directions to my place. I just love it when the unexpected happens...especially when a hot young 20-something in involved.
Little did I know that her reaction to asking me out was only the first many unexpected things that came along with Emma. Friday night came and I was hanging out in the green room at the club while the acts that were on the bill before us were playing. This club was one of my favorites, overstuffed couches, refrigerators full of beer, and they didn't give a damn what we smoked in there. They actually expected musicians to act like rock stars when they played this place, I loved it. At any rate, I was hanging in the green room with Sirkka, a rather svelte blonde that I had been seeing off and on for a while now. the night was going quite well. I stepped out of the green room into the hallway to make a quick bathroom pit stop and on of the club security guys caught up with me in the hallway to let me know that there was a hot redhead at the bar looking for me with a couple of her friends. That caught my curiosity and I made a detour toward the bar after my pit stop.
As I approached the bar I was surprised to see Emma standing there with a couple of her girlfriends leaning against the bar having a beer. She was sporting a red corset with a black mini skirt and stilettos. The closer I got, the more impressed I became, while she was usually fresh faced and without makeup at the coffee shop, tonight she was donning black lips stick and some serious 'fuck me' eyeliner. Who was this girl? Seriously. I strolled over to the bar with a smile and she greeted me to an excited hug. I was happy to see her and realized that I would have to enlist some help that evening to keep her and Sirkka from crossing paths that night. Thankfully, Sirkka preferred to enjoy the benefits of being 'with the band' rather than hanging out in the front of house area. I split my time that evening between the two of them and honestly had a lot of fun doing it...it was kind of a rush. I know, I'm an asshole, get over it. By the end of the evening I had decided to put Emma on hold until the next night under the guise of having to 'meet with the guys' about some band drama after the show. She went for it and that was that.
Saturday night Emma showed up at my door in a pair of her ass-tastic jeans, nice heels, a sweater that was just a little too tight in the best possible way and her hair done up like I have never seen it. Two glasses of wine into the evening and I knew this "good little Christian girl" was about to give into the devil sitting on her shoulder. We had a great time, drinking, eating, flirting, laughing, and by dessert a little kissing to go with it. After dinner we threw in a movie that Emma had chosen off the shelf and retired to the couch.
As the movie went on Emma was more interested in talking, keeping the wine flowing, and stealing the occasional drag from my cigarette. About half way in to the flick there was a pretty steamy love scene which always make for an interesting moment on a first date. In the middle of it Emma looked a little bashful and asked me if she could tell me something without her judging me.
I said, "Sure, what evil thing could you possibly be hiding."
Emma blushed a little bit and said, "You know, for a while now I have wanted to see your cock...is that bad?"