This story is a repost of the first story I posted on here, there are a few changes here and there; let me know which one you like more.
*Special thanks to Nudels for having an awesome name and editing this story for me.*
It was a warm spring night; I was finally taking the girl of my dreams out to eat. She's beautiful, smart, fun, kind, outgoing-- just all around perfect in my eyes, and her name is Andrea. I arrived to pick her up and she exits her house wearing a light blue blouse that wrapped nicely in all the right places like it was custom made for her body and a with a simple pair of jeans that seemed to be skin-fit as they hugged her curves wonderfully. I tried to conceal my fascination as she enters the car with her usual smile. We headed to our reservation at Southern Flames, a very fancy place. Once we arrive, and after struggling slightly to find a parking space, we take our seats and have a nice chat as we ate our meals. After we've had our fill, I paid and we left.
As we are pulling away, I hear her soft sweet voice call to me. "I had a really great time with you today Damon."
"I had a lot of fun too," I replied, "So now what do you want to do?"
"Hmm, I'm stuffed, so let's ride around."
"Sure."
After a brief pause for thought I decided to drive around Downtown, Andrea hadn't been there before, so I decided to show her around. We left the car to explore a little bit. We watched the river as it glistened and flowed calmly past, saw the beautiful city lights at night, everything. But, in the midst of our journey, it began to pour down. What a way to mess up the perfect moment. We rushed back to the car, but only after we had gotten dreadfully drenched in the rain.
"Well, that was fun," I laughed.
"I know right?" she chuckled. "Shit, I'm so wet, let's head back."
"Your place or mine?" I joked.
"Cute, but we can go back to mine. I gotta get out of these wet clothes."
"Alrighty."
I began to drive her home, but my mood is a little different than before. I kind of caught a glimpse of her erect nipples through her soaked blouse, and all I could think about during the whole trip was sucking and licking them. If I could just have one opportunity without any awkwardness I think I could rest a happy man at this moment. That very thought alone sent lustful chills up my spine; I had to catch myself before I bit my lip. Then I heard Andrea's voice talking to me.
"....ok?" she questioned, she seemed a bit concerned.
"Huh? I'm sorry?" I asked, trying to regain my composure.
"I asked if you were ok, you seem a little uneasy."
"Me? Oh, I'm fine, just thinking..."
"About?"
"Nothing much, just stuff. Nothing major." I smiled, hoping to assure her I was fine.
"Mhm, so let's talk about something to pass the time. You pick the topic."
"Ok, umm" I thought hard, but the only thing that was on my mind at that very moment, no matter how hard I tried was... "Sex."
That subject seemed to really grab her attention, "Ooh, now that's an interesting topic. I'll start."
"Ok."
"Are you a virgin?"
I coughed at the randomness of the question, clearing my throat. "Pass."
"Nuh uh, there's no passing here mister!"
"I am..." I stated shyly.
"Aw ain't that cute, I lost mine years ago."
"Cool, was he worth it?"
"Nowhere near the word."
"Aw, I'm sorry to hear that, ok, my turn."
"Ask away."
"Um, have you ever been seduced?"
"Not to where I've been teased, I do the teasing," she bragged.
"Oh really? We have to see about that."
"You think you can handle me?"
"You have no idea...." I whisper to myself as I stared up and down her body.
We finally arrive back at her house. She opened the door to let us in and heads upstairs.
"Nice place," I complimented as I followed her to her room and looked around.
I reached her bedroom and she was walking out as I was walking in. I noticed a towel in her hand.
"Make yourself at home, Sir Seductive, I must take a shower," she said softly.
"Yes mami," I flirted playfully.
She flashed a smile and gestured for me to take a seat. I sit on the bed and watch her as she enters the bathroom, she closed the door, but only halfway. I hear her turn on the water and catch a glimpse of her taking off her top. Lust surged through my body instantly. I began to remember seeing her hard nipples under her wet blouse, and now that blouse was removed. My curiosity began to take over; I felt my body rise off the bed and head to the bathroom door. I reach the doorway, and I see her step into the shower. I saw everything she had onβnothing at all.
She began to sing a song, "I am yours, take me. I lose my breath, for you make me. Lust chills me all over, give me your warmth. I am a puppet, work my strings."
I feel myself lean forward, my movements are not my own. I am not in control. What spell has this temptress put on me without even the slightest touch? My body entered the doorway, and I pull back the veil that blocks me from my goal. There she stood, I was in awe at what I saw, her body, gorgeous doesn't do it justice, the shower water smoothly cascades down her caramel skin. The look in her eyes was mind controlling, and it was a look not with shock or surprise, but with hunger. Not to mention the mischievous smirk across her smooth pink lips.
"Took you long enough, I almost thought I had to come and get you myself. Welcome to the party Sir Seductive, I'm afraid clothes are not allowed," she flirted.
"Well, I seem to be overdressed," I countered wittingly, extending my hand gentleman-like to help her out of the shower.