A week had passed since that day. Matt and Sarah had made a concerted effort to see as much of each other as they possibly could, but with studying for their exams, and work, it had been difficult to get any alone time. But now was Friday. Exams over, no work shifts arranged...and more importantly, the house to themselves. Her parents were away for the weekend...
Sarah was intent on making the night perfect. She'd arranged for Matt to come around at seven and she was going to cook a 'romantic' meal...well, as far as pasta could be romantic. She'd even spent a few hours tidying the house. Even if Matt wasn't impressed, her parents certainly would be!
Matt took a bottle of red wine from the cellar before setting out. It was only a ten-minute drive but every second he was thinking of her naked form - picturing every smooth contour of her sleek body. The last time he'd seen it in all its glory it was covered in their mutual sweat. By the time he pulled up outside her house, his cock was bulging and ready to be released. Matt didn't want her to think that was all he'd come for, so he tried his hardest to suppress the urge before knocking on the door. When he was in an acceptable state, he rang the doorbell and was greeted ten seconds later by her seductive smile. She didn't even give him the chance to say hello as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, kissing him slowly and sensually. Her left leg curled around his thigh pressing their crotches firmly together. The bulge in his Levis was back in a second, which was met with the renewed vigour of her tongue as she explored his mouth. All the nervousness and uncertainty they'd felt before last week, had evaporated.
She broke their embrace, stepping back which allowed him to see her gorgeous form. She was wearing a low cut skirt and blouse with the top three buttons undone giving him an excellent view of her cleavage.
"Come in", she said as seductively as possible. She took his hand and guided him to the lounge. She'd lit several candles around the room (having turned of the light) and had already prepared the meal. They exchanged small talk about work and their exams as they ate. Neither of them finished the meal...they were hungry for something else. Sarah poured herself another glass of the wine he'd brought. Then she got an idea...
She went as if to top up Matt's glass but instead sent it flying onto his shirt.
"Oh God, I'm sorry," she lied unconvincingly. "You'd better take that off before it stains."
"Errr...yeah, I guess." He was catching on.