As I sat across from her on dreary wet evening, I wondered what it would be like to take her home for the night. She was a magnificent sight, with the perfect shade of red hair and hazel eyes to match, her caramel skin, with a set of full lips. But that was only from what I could see from where I was sitting. Once she stood up to leave I knew right then and there that I had to make my way into her thoughts, dreams, and fantasies. I walked her to her with a simple hello. She responded with a smirk of a grin on her face. I had to know more about this woman that stood before me. Her scent was intoxicating; Like a smell that I never had pass through me before. I asked why she was in such a hurry, the coffee shop didn't close for another two hours or so. She had places to go and people to meet is what she told me. I could now see that hard to get was the game that she wanted to play. I liked games also, because with this one game I knew that I would always win. We talked about this and that for about an hour. Mostly about the stop signs and road construction near the school she taught at. I was feeling unnaturally bold when I just came on out and asked her if she wanted to meet up later.
"Would you like to join me later tonight for dinner and some drinks?" I asked this beautiful woman. She seemed to be taken aback by the question as if she thought I really gave a damn about the lack of stop signs near the school crossing area on 67th street and Luxemburg. I could care less, I wanted to taste the sweetness from her beautiful mouth, to caress her hair and make her moan from within. Her response to my question came as a simple
"Why, are you trying to fuck me or something?". I was dumbfounded, but soon regain all composure by stating that all I wanted from her was to get to know her better in a more suitable place. She agreed and we headed out the door. I left my cell phone number with her and told her to follow me to the little Italian bistro on 84th and Hendry. She said she knew where it was and would have no problem getting there. I sat there waiting for almost forty-five minutes at the empty table awaiting this woman of whom I still hadn't traded names with. With the ever passing minutes of her not being at the restaurant, I became nervous, I had the feeling I had been stood up. Almost an hour and three chardonnay's later, walks in my date. She was differently dressed than what she was when I left her in the parking lot. She wore a simple black skirt and tight white blouse. She looked more edible than I imagined. I couldn't help but smile, she had to be the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on. Because it was getting a little late, we decided to skip on dinner and just have a few drinks. The conversation was going strong until the waiter for our table informed us that the bistro would be closing in about ten minutes or so. I was so turned on from just her voice that I needed to take her home with me; but how? Before I knew it her foot was touching my inner thigh and I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to get this woman to my bedroom and show her the meaning of pleasure. As we walked together outside to the parking lot, she grabbed my hand and smile. I wondered what she was smiling about. When it hit me, her car wasn't here. I was confused at first, but then soon realized that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. She had taken a cab so I would have no choice but to take her home. But I had other idea's. I opened the door of my car for my new "friend", and ran to get in myself so we could be on our way to a fuck filled evening. The red light that always caught me when I left this restaurant was still the same, it always takes so damn long. While we awaited the light to change, her hand touched the back of my neck and in full aggression she pulled my head to hers and kissed me deeply and passionately. Her lips were so soft and full, they were the most moist lips I had ever kissed. She tasted wonderful. I wanted more than I think I should have. Once the light turned green, I hit the gas and we raced through the streets of the north end of Boston to my house.
It was a long ten minute drive to my condo in Berkshire, the longest ten minutes of ones life. But it was well worth the wait though, because by the time we hit my garage, her top was off and my hands were fumbling with her bra to release the breast that were so full it took both of my hands to cup them. Her soft nipples were erect with pain and pleasure. I sucked one and then the other. A slight moan slipped from her mouth, and I knew that this would be a great night. As I opened the door, her eyes met mines and we were half naked my living room. She smiled and asked me to do whatever my heart desired. I still had no name from her to work with, so while trying to pull her skirt up I asked her for her name, and out came the most beautiful name I ever heard.
"Janet" she said to me. At this point my pulse is racing and I can't get her completely naked fast enough. She wore a black garter belt, with looking at that alone against her milky white thighs I almost came. Even though it was dark as night in my house, I could tell that she was wearing no panties. I knew that she had exactly what I had in mind from the way she was dressed. Her legs are wide open and the heat from between them was starting to rise, and the smell from between them was intoxicatingly beautiful.
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