The next hour went by very quickly. We talked about everything... what we did for a living, where we grew up and our families. We found out that we were both married and our families were out of town for the weekend. I could have sworn I saw a slight smile cross your lips when I mentioned that I was staying at a hotel down the street. While we talked, I moved my chair over beside you so I could hear you better. The live band had started and the music had gotten louder, so I started to lean in closer to talk to you. It seemed natural to put my arm around the back of your chair to support my weight but I soon found my hand on your shoulder while I listened.
I hadn't really noticed our position until I felt your hand on my thigh just above my knee. Our talking was so natural but that motion of your hand brought me back to the reality that we were sitting close enough that I could smell the perfume you were wearing. I could feel your breath on my cheek as we talked about life and love and how frustrated we were with our sex lives... the kind of talk strangers get to share after a few drinks.
"Terrie, you looked very pretty up there singing but you are much prettier close up." "Nick, you are making me blush. Thank you though."
And then it happened. In a bar full of people, I leaned closer to you, tilting my head slightly and reaching for your lips with mine. Don't really know what made me do it and I suddenly felt like such a fool, expected you to lean away from me or for you to get up and walk away. But instead, I saw you close your eyes and purse your lips in response. I felt goose bumps on my arms as I touched your lips with mine; the noise of the bar faded to silence as I kissed you.
I felt your hand move from my leg and settle on my hand that was on the table as you returned my kiss, pressing harder and parting my lips with your tongue. My tongue willingly responded as it sparred with yours. Time seemed to stop as we experienced each other for the first time. I felt you inhale as our lips parted and I quickly opened my eyes to gauge your response.' Wow Nick, that was unexpected," you said to me. "Sorry, Terrie, I really don't know what ....." You raised a finger to my lips. "It's okay. I liked it. Please don't apologize. If you hadn't done it, I probably would have sooner or later."
With that we both smiled, looking like two high school kids who had just snuck their first kiss at a school dance. We found ourselves holding hands as we talked, leaning closer to each other; you sometimes laughing and laying your head on my shoulder momentarily.
The time we spent went way too quickly and it was soon time for me to go. You said it was probably time for you to leave also and offered to walk out with me. I paid our tabs and we walked still hand in hand toward the door. The cool night air was a sharp contrast to the warmth of the bar and you moved your body against mine in what almost felt like a reflex. You felt so warm as I wrapped my arm around your waist, trying to warm you even more. As I pulled you closer, you turned to face me and our lips met again; not lightly this time but aggressively... passionately. My other arm found it's way around your waist and I pulled you toward me. Without thinking, my hands move down your back to your ass and pulled your hips into me. As my fingers kneaded you through your pants, I knew you could feel my hardness growing against you. We parted lips to catch our breath and you moved away and took my hand. "Follow me Nick," you whispered.
We moved through the parking lot until we were at an area that the lights barely illuminated. I saw you reach into your purse, and then saw the taillights blink on a van parked in the corner of the lot. You reached up to the handle and opened the doors to the back. Your head turned and you looked into my eyes, asking me a question without speaking. You let go of my hand and stepped inside. I followed, closing the door behind us.
