I was very nervous when I rang his door bell. Joey opened the door and smiled when he saw me.
"Hi!" he said. "Come on in!"
He looked very handsome in a white shirt and dark green trousers. I walked into the hall, and as soon as he had closed the door from prying eyes, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I hugged him back. My nervousness eased a little. I was with Joey. I was safe. I was loved. Everything would be fine. He gently broke our kiss and looked at me. His eyes were warm and kind.
"Hi there..." he said.
I smiled and mumbled a hello. I loved him so much!
"Dinner's ready," he said.
I took my coat off and hung it up. Joey escorted me into the kitchen.
"Awww..!" I said.
He has made a beautiful table, and even lit candles. The plates with meat and potatoes were decorated with fresh veggies, and he had folded napkins like envelopes to hold the cutlery. The thought that he had gone through all that trouble for me made warm inside.
"I wanted to make something special for tonight," he said, looking a little embarrassed, and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal.
"You're wonderful," I said, and kissed his cheek.
We ate and talked, and I had two glasses of wine which helped me relax. Ridiculous, really. What had I got to be nervous about? I had been together with Joey for 3 months. We had made out, we had seen each other naked, we had caressed each other in the most intimate way, and come in each others' mouths. The only thing we hadn't done was full out penetration. Tonight,however, I was going to stay the night, and go all the way with my boyfriend. The thought of it made my week go red, and my heart beat a little faster. Joey noticed, I'm sure, but he just smiled and cleared the table. He was more experienced than me. He knew what to do. I had never had a boyfriend before.
He took my hand and led me to the living room. He pressed a button on his stereo, and a soft pop ballad filled the room. He had really planned this evening, I thought, grinning happily at him.
"May I have this dance?" he said.
I walked into his arms, he put his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his broad shoulders. I looked into his warm, brown eyes. He kissed my forehead, and I moved my head so that I could rest it against his shoulder. He held me tight, I inhaled his after shave. He smelled manly. His chest was firm and his arms were strong. I was safe. I was in the arms of my manly, sexy boyfriend. And I was getting turned on.
I rubbed my nose against his neck, then my lips. I kissed his neck and caressed his thick hair, pulled my fingers through it. I felt his warm hands through my shirt, caressing my back. I found his lips and kissed them, slipped my tongue into his mouth and played with his tongue. His hands travelled down to my butt, cupped it and pressed me against him. He was hard. My heart beat faster, but I wasn't just nervous, I was excited too. I wanted Joey. Wanted to have his gorgeous body naked and warm next to mine. Wanted to touch him, to taste him, to...
