He continued to explain, "Long story short, I arranged a date, with you, through Linda. I wanted it to be a surprise, but not a total ambush."
We both had a good laugh. I was going to have a talk with Linda about her tactics for setting me up on a blind date the next time we talked. We talked for a few minutes as he poured a glass of wine for each of us and he shared some of his ideas for the evening. My "watcher" now had a name; it was Rick, a strong, powerful name. The name seemed to fit. He explained that he would cook dinner for me while I soaked in a hot tub that he was preparing for me, and afterward we could sit outside by the river and get to know each other a little better. If I was dreaming, I surely did not want to wake just yet.
Rick led me into the bathroom where he had my bath ready. I could see a hint of bath oil floating in the water. The smells were incredible, floating in the air and filling my nostrils. The candles smelled like chocolate and the oil in the water had just a hint of strawberry. The door closed as he left me alone in the room. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. I was starting to feel hungry, but it was not food that I hungered for. My body ached for the man that was now, way too close, even though he was at a safe distance for now. As I pulled my hair up and undressed my mind replayed the scene in front of the window that was now etched into his mind...
Getting down on my knees in front of the window, I reached into my bag on the floor and pulled out a dildo with a suction cup on the bottom. The dildo looks exactly like a cock, balls and all! I slammed it onto the tile floor about a foot from the window.
"Fuck me! I want your big, hard cock inside me now!"
Moving myself directly over the rubber rod, I pressed my tits against the window and lowered myself down. I had to move slow at first, taking the dildo's two inch width inside my tight cunt. I slowly slid down all ten inches of length, taking the entire massive dildo inside me. As I moved up and down the rod my body started to spasm with the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. My entire body went stiff, my mouth flew open. I could not move a muscle while I was impaled fully on this rubber rod stuck to the floor. Tits against the window, my mouth wide open, and my eyes fixed outside into the darkness.
I eased into the bath and without thinking started massaging my breast. The smell of strawberry drifted all around me. My hand wandered down between my legs. My fingers playing with my clit, I wondered how it would feel if it were his fingers. Would he be gentle or rough? Would he be fast or slow? My fingers started moving faster and harder. My pussy was slick from the oil and my fingers glided rhythmically in and out of my slit. One finger slid into my wet canal, quickly followed by another. I needed a release. My climax was building as I continued to glide my fingers in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder. I started rubbing my clit with the other hand. My teeth clenched as my body went rigid. Suddenly my body started shaking as my orgasm was exploding and my fingers were being soaked by my cum. I needed that release; I could now finish my bath and towel off.
Hanging from the door was a simple black dress with spaghetti straps. I slipped the dress over my shoulders. I was very pleased with the way the dress hugged my curves and my breast were displayed with a good amount of cleavage. It took a long time for me to accept my larger tits, but after I embraced them, I started to really embrace them allot. I often find myself playing with them without even being aware that I am doing it.
As I walked into the kitchen, the aroma made my mouth water. The smell of steak and sautéed mushrooms filled the air. I walked to the bar to pour myself another glass of wine. He stopped cooking long enough to sneak up behind me. His hands rested comfortably on my hips. He leaned over to whisper in my ear, his breath hot against my neck.
"Damn, Darling, I may not be able to concentrate on dinner, we may have to go straight to dessert."
He then placed my ear lobe between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. My body became putty in his hands. I shamelessly leaned back into his body and leaned my head back against his chest. I could feel his arousal pressing into my back as his hips moved against my ass. He was kissing ever so lightly against my neck as I let out a small moan of pleasure.
Suddenly my back went cold, a swift draft of air flowed up my backside. In an instant he was back at the stove just in time to prevent the mushrooms from burning.
"You are more dangerous than I thought," he said in a playful tease.
The table was set and candles were lit. He served my food and we enjoyed a wonderful dinner. The conversation was minimal, but not awkward. With every bite I watched his eyes, his deep and mysterious eyes. I could not recall having anyone look at me the way he was. I have to admit, I was a little nervous, but incredibly turned on at the same time. Dinner was over quickly and I was relieved to stand up to clear my mind and give my body a chance to cool down.
After dinner, Rick excused himself to go outside. He grabbed a picnic basket and announced that he would be back in a few minutes. I took this opportunity to go to the bathroom and apply some scented oil to my body. My breasts were full and my nipples were starting to become more erect. I rubbed the oil across my entire crotch area. The oil slid easily across my clean shaven pussy. I stopped just short of fingering myself, wanting to wait for Rick's touch. Sweet torture, I like to call it.
Rick returned just as I was walking out of the bathroom. He led me outside, his hand on the small of my back. The warmth from his hand was penetrating through the thin material of my dress. The site by the river was perfect. Rick had spread a blanket on the ground with candles lit at all four corners. Beside the blanket were a bottle of champagne and a plate of chocolate covered strawberries and two glasses. The moon was full and the sky was clear. The reflection of the moon danced across the river, it was beautiful. We both sat down on the blanket and Rick poured the glasses of champagne. I took a sip, the bubbles played across my tongue. Reaching over to grab a strawberry, I leaned closer to Rick. His hand came up and cupped my cheek.
"Forgive me, I can not wait to get a sample of how that hot mouth of yours must taste."
His fingers traced around the edges of my lips, my mouth suddenly felt very dry. I lightly licked my lips, Rick leaned closer. His lips lightly brushed against mine, his teeth nibbled against my lower lip. My lips parted as I let out a small sigh, my eyes closed and his tongue slowly entered my mouth. His kiss was slow and gentle at first, and then became increasingly intense. The growl from the back of his throat caused me to pull back.
