Diving In

'What am I doing? I can't believe I'm doing this' I thought to myself. It had been so long since I'd dated anyone, or even tried for that matter. But this was going to be different, it had to be. My phone buzzed as I put the finishing touches on my hair, it was a text from her.

Josie: Be there in 5..

Me: I'll be ready, Thundercat ;)

I was giddy to say the least. I met Josie, aka my Thundercat at a popular gay bar in the downtown Atlanta area, exchanged numbers and the rest as they say, was history. We'd text and talk on the phone for hours when neither of us were working, we grew to really like each other. She was a down ass chick, just my type. Tonight was going to be our first official date.

Since Josie wouldn't tell me where we were going, I settled for a black pencil skirt paired with a beige corset that tucked into it, and a pair of beige Louboutins. I heard a knock at the door. Pausing to look in the hallway mirror, I then opened the door.

Ohh she was a beauty, my Thundercat. Josie was a brown skinned stud with charming features, long black hair and a mega-watt smile. She flashed me a grin, looking me up and down, "Damn you clean up good, love." If my skin was any lighter, I'd be blushing. "Thanks babe, so do you." I said, eyeing her in a purple romper with strappy heels and gold accessories. "So are you ready to go?" Josie asked, taking my hand. "Yup, let's go."

We rode through the city in her Dodge Charger, I relaxed as she settled on a cd in the disc changer. "So when are you gonna tell me where we're headed?" I asked as we whipped through the downtown streets, the way she handled the stick shift and the look of determination on her features stirred something in me. She took her eyes off the road, turning to me "Just enjoy the ride, sweetness," there was that smile again. I reached to turn up the volume when I heard my song, "I Still Love You" by Shirley Murdock.

"Are you serious?!" I jumped in my seat. "What?" She looked at me with panicked eyes, "I love, love, love Shirley" I laughed when she relaxed, turning the song up more. "I wanted to call you on the telephone, but I thought it would be wrong," she sang, "I had to tell you just how I felt, so I wrote this little song," I jumped in. "I still loveee you! I really do, I still love you, I really do!" We sang together before breaking out in laughter.

Dinner was going well, we conversed over live blues and wine. I'd learned that she majored in accounting and was looking to secure a spot with a major firm. She loved jazz music and was the middle child of three. And as for me, the oldest child of three, I loved smooth jazz as well as books, and majored in early childhood development. Our waiter was topping off our glasses again when I excused myself to the ladies room. "I'll be right back," I smiled, sliding out of my chair. "Don't take too long," she called after me.

The butterflies in my stomach were unreal as I checked myself over in the mirror. This date, tonight just felt.. Right. I'd just walked into the spacious bathroom stall when I felt someone move in behind me and close the door. I jumped, turning to see who the hell it could be, and there she stood, smiling like the cat who ate the canary. "What are you doing in here, Josie?" I asked, trying to hide my own smile. "This is the women's room, right?" I cocked my head to the side, hand finding my hip. "You know what I mean. Here, in this stall." I said with a wave of my hand.

"Well baby, watching you in that skirt all night long, I couldn't help myself." Her eyes lit with desire, causing my breaths to deepen, my mouth slightly open. "But you can't-" she cut me off with a searing kiss, her hand cupping my chin, I melded into her instantly, wrapping my arms around her shoulders, one hand tangled in her curls. The next thing I knew, I was bent over facing the stall wall, hands on my ankles (Damnnn) and Josie behind me, rolling my skirt up to my hips.

"Josie, baby, we can't do this here" my voice trembled as she ran her fingertips up the back of my thighs, pulling my panties aside. "I didn't come in here to leave without a sample, babe." She was level with my pussy now, spreading me open, blowing cool air on my center. Shit! She was lapping me up like a cool drink on a sweltering day, "Ohh shit, mm." She swirled her tongue around my pearl, giving me fast and furious licks before slipping a manicured finger into my pussy, "You like that, baby?" She murmurs between fucking me. "Yess, Josie! Deeper." I rasped, throwing my pussy back into her face.

Little did I know, but would soon find out, Josie's ex happened to be in this very bathroom, with a nosy ear pressed to the stall. "That's right baby, cum on my fingers, I know you're close." "I'm soo close baby, fuck me." I moaned, blood rushing to my head as her fingers plunged in and out of my cunt. I could feel my walls clench around her fingers, my bottom lip caught between my teeth as my orgasm shot through me, "Ohhh my fuck!!" My thighs trembled, eyes rolled behind my lids as she licked my pussy dry. My god.

I stood, slipping off my panties, placing them inside my clutch and sliding my skirt back into place. Josie grabbed my hand a placed a kiss on my forehead, causing me to blush. We exited the stall hand in hand, but not before Josie locked eyes with a woman standing in front of the mirror. Something about her tense facial expression didn't sit right with me- Who the hell was she?

In the parking lot, Josie ushered me into the car and slid in on the other side with a terse look on her face. "Everything okay?" I asked, holding her hand. "Yeah, everything's cool, no worries." She smiled as the engine purred and we took off.

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Back at my place, I'd invited Josie in for a nightcap to end the evening. I was in my room, slipping into something comfortable, as she said she had a call to make. Going through my drawer I thought to myself, 'Nothing too revealing.', my inner self chuckled, 'She's already seen the cooch, what else could you reveal?' I shook my head, smirking at the memory. I settled on a Wonder Woman tank with matching shorts and threw my hair into a messy bun.

I was making my way back down the hall to my living room where I'd left Josie waiting. Preparing to round the corner into the room when I heard pieces of her conversation. Now by no means am I entitled to spy on a woman who isn't mine, but she could be mine, and soon. So I stood listening; "What the hell were you doing there Diamond?" 'Doing where? Who is Diamond?' My thoughts buzzed. "So you expect me to believe that you, my ex, just happened to be in the exact same restaurant on the same night and time as me?" She questioned, "You don't even like jazz!" She stated matter-of-factly. I decided to stop eavesdropping and make my entrance. "Hey, you.", I smiled, not letting her know I knew something was up. "None of your business, Diamond, goodbye.", Josie angrily tapped the "end call" button..