Since meeting only a week ago, at a local speed dating session, things were definitely progressing very quickly. While only actually in each other's company for 45 minutes or so, we had seemed to develop an almost immediate attraction for each other. Over the last few days, our conversations (usually through texts) had gotten more and more revealing, and our attraction for each other seemed to be growing. As we gradually explored each other's worlds, the words always seemed to drift to the more carnal of subject matter. Things had reached a fevered pitch by the following weekend and it was on that Saturday evening that this story began.
Susan was driving home that night, from a wedding in New Jersey that she had been attending. While we had agreed to meet the following morning for brunch (it would be our first real date), her route home took her very close to my house so it was only natural that I suggested she make a stop in route. While hesitant at first, Susan had reluctantly agreed to stop by for a little while as it was directly on her way home and might be a good resting point for the remainder of her trip home. It was only fitting that I had made specific plans for her visit.
After getting the house straightened up I adjusted the lighting, lit some candles, and then put on some light music. I turned the heat up a bit and then, just before her expected time of arrival, I ran a nice hot bath. I wanted her to feel fresh and clean so she would have no hesitation about what I wanted to do to her.
I kissed her passionately when she arrived. There was no need for small talk as we had both been anticipating this moment for some time now. After taking her coat I led her to the bathroom, which at this point was lit in a dim candlelight. I had her stand in front of the bathroom mirror and told her I wanted her to watch me disrobe her. I started to slowly unbutton her shirt while continuing to kiss and lightly bite her neck from behind her paying particular attention to that spot on the back of her neck that intersects with her hairline. I ran my hand over her bra and lightly squeezed her nipples beneath the fabric. From the sounds she made I could tell that her nipples were sensitive and that my actions were having their intended effect. I wanted her nipples to be hard when I saw them for the first time and from her reflection in the mirror I could they had become taught and their outline clear through the fabric in her bra. I undid her bra and then looked at her reflection in the mirror. I liked what I saw and at the same time she could see my satisfaction and arousal.
As I continued to lightly knead her nipples between my fingers I told her to keep her hands down to the sides and stand still. While I lightly caressed the upper part of her body, I forced her to watch the scene unfolding before her. I was still fully clothed, but she could feel my steel hard cock pressing against her ass, anxious to be freed from its constraints. I passionately kissed her neck some more and whispered in her ear how much I wanted to devour her. I undid her pants and pulled them off along with her panties. She kept wanting to turn around, to touch me, but I didn't let her, not yet.