The first date is always a mix of ups and downs, but generally by the third date the sparks will have sparked and things will heat up. Although it's not always the best, the first time with someone new is always an exciting prospect...
A gust of wind blew fiercely, whistling through the small trees outside the house and the first drops of rain hit the decking. The chill current of wind sent tingling shivers up Stephanie's thighs as it breezed up her skirt.
She closed the car door and started to scuttle to the door in her heels, she tugged the skirt a little lower to cover her backside as she clumsily clicked and clacked up the stairs to the door. Rick caught a faint whiff of her alluring and delicious perfume in the wind as he beeped the lock on the BMW and hurried to catch up with her so he could soak in some more of that delectable scent that had attracted him to her in their first meeting.
Things were already heating up between them before they'd made it up the driveway, this was the magical third date and they'd been waiting out of necessity of "the rules", even though the spark was there the day they sat down together for lunch on a clear July day.
Stephanie's panties were damp from the delicious thoughts of the evening that was to follow. Rick had run his smooth firm hand up her skirt in the seat of the car as he fumbled "for the handbrake" but the bulge in his pants needed no explanation pressed against her now as he lent into her to open the door.
She felt his warmth embraced her as he unlocked door over her shoulder. They rushed inside to the comforting shelter of the central heating that Rick had conveniently turned on before he left to meet her earlier that evening.
They had shared a satisfying meal and a few discreet kisses at the table, but now was the time they'd been yearning for the whole evening. Rick clasped either side of Stephanie's thighs from behind the minute the door was closed and had began stroking the soft material of the dress up and around her hips. She was a beautiful woman, the classic figured brunette with thin rimmed glasses nested on delicate soft features and a sultry corporate dress sense that men couldn't help but go back for a second glance.
He ran his lips slowly and deliberately over her shoulders too the back of her neck and she whimpered out a slight moan as she felt his warm breath seep down her collar. A tingle raced down her body as anticipated where his mouth would go next.
They moved together across the sparse and neatly arranged lounge to his bedroom door. Rick dropped his jacket on the floor and began unbuttoning his shirt. She tuned to help him and began to feel out his firm body. He wasn't the cut and athletic type, but he was taught and her hands had no problem finding things they liked as they slid across his chest.
From his well defined face and neatly groomed hair, his deep green eyes enticed her to get the shirt off as fast as she could. His pants followed quickly afterwards but he intercepted her before she could get him totally naked.
He eased her arms back and held her wrists together as he unzipped the back of the dress which slid down around her on cue. It dropped to the floor next to the heels and underwear which had come off easily a few seconds beforehand. He continued gently brushing his lips over her neck and collar; each kiss was followed with a deliberate warm breath that sent a quiver through her she had never experienced before.
