The Man Who Changed My World

Date Night

While I was lying in bed with the first date being over, I kept wishing I could repeat it and just go back to having such a wonderful time. It was one of the best nights in my life so far and I didn't want it to be the last night like that. The next day he messaged me asking if I wanted to go out again and I said I would love to. We set a date to go out again but this time it was a little different, we went to to see fireworks and it was once again a wonderful time! We watched them from a parking lot so we didn't have to pay and we put chairs out in the lot. We also pulled the chairs close together and covered up with a blanket because it was a little bit chilly outside. After the fireworks were over, we decided to put the chairs in my trunk and crawl inside my car where it was warm. We ended up getting into the backseat and we sat together facing each other and talking. We said about how much fun it was and how we really were having a wonderful time with each other. Then it happened, he started to lean toward me, he cocked his head to the left and our eyes fell shut as our lips met. His lips were smooth and soft and they grazed mine when they first met. He brought his hand up to caress my arm and I brought my hand up to his other arm to pull him in closer toward me. For not knowing someone long at all, it was a passion deeper than anything I'd ever felt before. It was like a match had been struck and a candle that had never been lit had just been burned for the first time. The soft kisses drove the passion to build more and more and soon we were clawing at one another trying to get as close as we possibly could. The passion grew to an unbelievable level and we didn't want to stop kissing. We made out for so long we lost track of time as hands caressed arms and cheeks and smiles were shared. We stayed in that parking lot talking and kissing for hours and lost track of time completely. He actually had to text his friends and tell them he was still alive so they didn't worry; which I got a kick out of. After that we just kept kissing and hands continued to explore where they grazed. The touch was curious and sensual but firm at the same time. It was a slow touch but stored some passion at the same time. The passion would continue to grow but even at this time we felt it. When we finally said goodbye it was after two in the morning and even then I didn't want it to end. I don't think he wanted it to end either but he had to drive an hour just to get back to his friends house. He told me he would be spending the next day with his friends and that he would love for me to meet them. I told him that would be wonderful but I didn't think tomorrow would work.