The evening started out as a date, not unlike any other date. An evening filled with anxiety and nervousness over the unknown. But also an evening that had a spark of electricity and a hint of sexual tension. Earlier in the week, when David and Monica had met for the first time, they knew there was a connection, a certain undeniable chemistry. They had even talked about the strangeness of their attraction over dinner that evening. This was confirmed by a kiss across the table when dinner was served and again as David was walking her out to the car. It started out as a warm and tender yet sensual kiss that soon turned into one with passion and desire. A kiss of such great magnitude that it seems to have sucked the breath right from her lungs. As he put both arms around her and pulled her into him she could taste the sweetness of his mouth and feel the beating of his heart as the kiss reached a fiery peak. Then they discussed plans for their next date on the weekend. Never could she recall having had such a passionate kiss. She knew she wanted more. Thus begins the story.
It was a Saturday night. Date night as they jokingly referred to it later in the car. They had agreed to meet at a local restaurant and had arrived with in minutes of each other. Monica called out to David so that he would know that she was there. She could see the pleasure of seeing her in his eyes. They seemed to dance in delight as she approached him in a short black skirt and silver blouse that hugged her breasts, showing every outline and curve. He hugged her pulling her breasts into his chest. He asked if he could look at her. Feeling a small flush of embarrassment she agreed. He took a step back, his eyes twinkled and he said " wow, you look gorgeous." They walked hand in hand in to the restaurant, where they sat at the bar had a drink then went downtown to check out the clubs.
They arrived downtown and found a parking space for Monica to leave her car. The parking space was on the end next to the street. In plain view of passing traffic. She got in David’s car and they then drove together further downtown to the clubs. David drove until he found a parking garage close to there they were going. Once the car was parked, he kissed her again. Very similar to the kiss that they had before but this one was more. It was deeper, more passionate, more urgent. His kisses aroused every fiber of her being. She then knew that she was not going to be able to control what his kisses were doing to her. She was cautious, but yet she knew she wanted more. They tore away from each other and walked the distance to the club hand in hand. The Night was warm, the breeze was cool, the excitement and anticipation was titillating. So they found a table out on the upstairs terrace. Sitting side by side, arms touching, they sat next to the water fountain . They made conversation about any and everything. Talk came easy for them. Occasionally, they would lean over and kiss a gentle but electric kiss. That certainly didn’t make the desire to kiss him again go away, if anything it made it worse. She wanted to be close and to touch him. To feel the essence of his being, to breath him in.
They decided to go down stairs, back inside. Perhaps to dance or to just enjoy the music or each others company. Well as it turned out, the music was bad and you couldn’t dance to it even if you had tried. But the conversation took on a different note. More sexual, more intimate. Sharing things about themselves that they rarely tell others. They discussed passed experiences, shared a few likes and dislikes. Kissing was definitely one of the likes. The tension and chemistry between them was undeniable. Even the waitress knew it when she returned with drinks and they were kissing. She almost seemed embarrassed to be interrupting. Since the band was bad and they couldn’t dance, they decided to try another club.
