Today was the day I finally took Chrissy on a date. I pulled up at her house a few minutes before 5, and knocked on the door, holding a bouquet of roses. She opened the door, and looked completely beautiful.
She had a black slimming dress that went to just above her knees, and had high heel boots on. Her hair was curled, just passing her shoulders. She had blood red lipstick, and thick winged eyeliner. She was carrying an absurdly small purse, that hung over her shoulder by a thin thread. She smiled nervously, before looking down at my roses, and her face lit up with a large grin.
"Wow, those look beautiful! You're so sweet." She smiled, her voice gentle, as I handed her the flowers. My face had gone red, and I was unable to speak due to how stunning she looked. She pulled my head down a little and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek, before taking the roses back inside. I used the time she was gone to calm down, so I could try and actually speak when she came back out. She pulled a key from her absurdly tiny purse and locked the door behind her, before spinning around and smiling widely at me.
"Y-you look beautiful." I said, my cheeks red. Her smile grew even wider.
"You're not too bad yourself. So where are we going?" She asked, walking towards my car. I ran ahead and opened the door for her. "Thank you, but you don't gotta open doors for me. I might be a woman, but I'm not a lady." She told me, sticking her tongue out.
"I see how it is, so much for being nice." I teased, as I moved around to my side of the car.
"Don't you know? Girls only ever date assholes, right?" She laughed, adjusting the seat. "So where are we going?"
"Dinner, remember?" I said, looking at her through the corner of my eye.
"So I'm not finding out until we get there then." She said, fiddling with her purse.
"So what's the deal with the tiny purse? It's too tiny to fit anything big and that cord could probably snap from the wind." I commented.
"It looks good with my outfit, that's the deal. Duh." She said, adjusting the top of her dress. Her dress was black, and looked thin. The shoulders were obscured by her hair, as it ran down to form a V shape. Despite the fact her breasts were practically non-existent, they looked amazing. She looked up as I turned away from her breasts, and heard her giggle.
"Like what you see?" She asked, smirking.
"Well, you're not wrong. I didn't know you could look so..." My voice trailed off.
"Hot? Beautiful?" She asked.
"I knew those already. I meant feminine." I told her. She lifted an eyebrow.
"You always just wore jeans and hoodies and never wore make up around me, I knew you were beautiful but uh..." My voice trailed off again.
"I get it, like before I was hot in a casual way, now I'm hot in a girly way too, yeah?" She said, grinning.
"Yeah." I said simply, my cheeks red.
We chatted lightly on the long car trip over, but finally arrived. It was a fancy Italian restaurant, named Mario's. It was very expensive, but worth it.
"Whoa dude, how can you afford this?" She asked, her eyes wide with shock.
"Eh, I've got money saved up. Come on, let's go!" I said, grinning as I grabbed her hand and walked in quickly. After standing in line for a couple minutes, it was finally our turn.
"Hello, I made a reservation, under the name Nathan."
"I'm sorry, but no reservation has been made under that name, sir."
"Are you sure? I called yesterday evening, and made a reservation for 5.30 pm." I asked the man, confused.
"Sorry sir, I'm afraid there aren't any reservations under that name, and there aren't any tables available right now. You're welcome to wait for one, but you'd be waiting quite a while." I sighed, and walked out, Chrissy following me.
"Dang, oh well, I appreciate you trying. We can go next time!" She grinned, before hugging me tightly. My arms wrapped around her and I held her close to me, giving her a kiss on the top of her head.
"You know, I think I might know a burger place around here. It's not fancy, and it's not amazing, but I think it'll be better than standing in the middle of the street." I grinned, before taking her to the car. I drove around a couple corners, and pulled up in front of a small place, called Narvaez Pad.
"Sounds like a hipster kind of place. Dear god, am I dating a hipster now?" She gasped jokingly.
"Does liking you before you were cool make me a hipster?" I smirked, as I opened the door for her.
"Pfft, I was never not cool. Except for when I was 12, but nobody's cool when they're 12." She said, as we sat down in a booth.
A waiter came by to serve us. I ordered a beef burger while she ordered a chicken burger. We made small talk for a little while before getting serious.
"So, how long have you liked me?" Chrissy asked, her eyebrow raised.
"Uh, honestly? Since I met you." I admitted, as I started to blush.
"Seriously? I liked you since I met you too!" She said, and we both started laughing. "If we weren't idiots, we could have been together for years! Well, assuming nothing bad happened, which hasn't yet." She said, leaning back on her chair.
"Well, unless you count them forgetting my reservation." I pointed out.
"That was a problem with the restaurant, not with our date silly." She replied, looking towards the kitchen. I started drinking the free water.
"Hey, do you think of me when you jack off?" She asked. I started choking on the water. After coughing it down, I answered.
"W-well, I mean, m-maybe, yeah." I said, my face getting very red.
"A lot?" She asked, smirking.
"A-always." I said, my voice squeaking in embarrassment.
"Hey, don't be embarrassed, me too dude." She grinned, leaning over the table. I leant closer to her as well.
"Wait, really?" I asked, my eyes widened.
"Uh, yeah. You're hot dude. Actually, can I be honest about something? Please don't get mad." She said, her hand fidgeting with her tiny purse again.
"Sure." I said simply.
"Um, do you remember the day I first helped you jack off, how you got changed before we did?" She said, her hand lightly shaking on the table. I held her hand and squeezed it gently, before nodding. She took a deep breath.
