It is a warm summer night and we are driving home from a movie, which we both really enjoyed. While we are talking about it and how much we enjoyed it we pass a café/bar and you interrupt me and say,
"Let's stop in for a nightcap. We never do that!" I turn into the parking lot, smiling and say, "I love doing things for the first time with you!"
There is a huge yellow moon rising in the east and even though it is partially hidden behind the urban landscape of office buildings it casts a warm, orange glow and makes the evening feel romantic. You walk ahead of me to the door of the café and I take a moment to enjoy you and what you are wearing tonight.
You have on your "French" skirt with the layered look and a sleeveless blouse that shows off your beautiful shoulders. You are carrying a lacy shawl and as you walk to the door you wrap it around yourself. When you get to the door you wait for me to catch up and as I reach to open the door you lean close to me and kiss me.
The café crowd is crowded and noisy. There is a long bar at the back and we have to weave our way among the patrons and the tables to order. You are in front leading me and looking back with a half smile and half frown, wondering if this was a good idea after all. We get to the bar and you squeeze between two people to get a place and I stand behind you and we try to catch the bartender's attention. I press myself lightly against you and you push yourself back into me. You wiggle your bum a little and turn to smile at me. I put my hand on your shoulder and give you a gentle squeeze and enjoy the feeling of being close. We order two gin and tonics and head back to find a table.
The only one vacant is in the back corner and I go ahead of you to get it before someone else does. I carry the drinks over my head so as not to spill them. We sit down with our backs to the rest of the room and you say,
"Well I wasn't expecting it to be this crowded! Do you like it here?"
I answer, "I like being anywhere with you sweetheart!"
You give me a smile that says, "Knock it off!"
There is a TV above us and I get distracted by what is on and sip my drink. I feel your hand on my thigh and when I look down, you are smiling at me and you say,
"I thought you liked being here with ME!"
I smile sheepishly and say, "Keep your hand right where it is and I will forget about the TV!"
You give my thigh a slap but keep your hand there and look at me, enjoying this moment of anonymity and closeness. You lean forward and kiss me and as you do your hand slides up my thigh and you give my cock a squeeze and whisper,
"Let's finish this drink and go home. Its noisy here and I want to be alone with you."
You lean back in your chair and I take a moment to look at you, your face in the dim lights, the way your shoulders look under your shawl, your relaxed smile and the hint of your dimples on your cheeks. I lean towards you and ask you for a kiss. As you lean forward my hands slide up your thighs under your skirt and I feel the warmth of your soft skin. We kiss for a moment and I move one hand right up to lightly touch your silk panties.
I slip my hands out and we both say at the same time, "Finish your drink!" We laugh and get up and head out to the door and into the car to drive home.
When we roll into the driveway you turn sideways in your seat and as I pull out the key you tell me to wait.
"I need a few minutes to prepare a surprise for you. So wait five minutes and then come up to our bedroom. Get ready for a night of passion, baby!!" You kiss me and then get out of the car.
While I am waiting for the time to pass, I close my eyes and anticipate what you are preparing for us. I feel my cock stir and press against my jeans. It feels warm as it gets hard and I have to reach into my jeans and adjust myself to be more comfortable. It feels hard in my hand and I cannot resist the temptation to stroke it as I think of what is ahead. I wet my fingers and rub the head of my stalk feeling its smoothness and my touch arouses me more. I imagine that my wet fingers are your lips as I anticipate the way you will gingerly begin to lick and suck me when we make love tonight. I love the way you make me feel so good with your tongue. I take my hand out and absent mindedly smell my fingers and there is a faint whiff of sex on them. Time is up at last and I head into the house in wild anticipation.
The sound of jazz and the aroma of incense draw me up the stairs and I enter the bedroom, which you have made into a lovers den! The candles glow orange and warm, the bed is sprinkled with rose petals, the music is soft and sexy and in the midst of it all you stand in a length, silky, light blue nightgown with spaghetti straps and lace around the low cut neck line. Your shoulders are bare and look so smooth and I can see the tops of your breasts and your nipples pushing against the satin.
"So," you say, "I am dressed to make love but you are still dressed to go to the movies. We need to change that right away! I bought you something that I want you to wear but you have to earn it."