Carmen

The Dinner Date

I got off the train and looked at the time, six forty five!!! I rushed out the train gates and up to the surface land. I darted, non-stop home, I got to my room and cleaned it spotless, six fifty. I put all my work stuff (uniform, shoes and bag) under my bed, time; six fifty five. I jumped in the shower and turn from african slave dark to pale Cinderella princess white. When I got out it was seven ten, I rush to the kitchen in a push up bra and a thong, just to start cooking. I quickly made chocolate vodka, cold vegan borsch, and fur salad, it's seven forty. Dressing time! Rushing back to my room I look in my closet for a dress, being queer tonight. I find a ocean dark blue elegant cocktail dress, that'll work. SHOES! Damn being a woman! searching under the bed, the shoe hunt begins. I search for my dark navy blue pumps and find success! As I put them on and blush my face with a light powder blush and navy blue lipstick with chap stick over top of it, and door bell rang. I looked in the mirror and I looked good! I strutted to the door and peeked out the peep hole. I saw him with dark blue dress pants, dark blue dress coat, brown leather like dress shoes, and crisp white dress shirt, and i could see the lining of his brown suspenders. He looked like sex, it sent a chill down my spine. With his right hand behind his back he had something. I opened the door, and wham! A face full of amazing flowers for me, I blushed and smiled, "thank you and hello Michael". "Hello lovely, your very beautiful this fantastic evening. May I come in?", he said suavely. I melted and showed him in, his stare was seductive and sexual. I liked it.

Noticing how his stare got deeper and more luscious each step he took in my apartment. I stared back of course, but more settling like. "Wow, without your uniform on you're... your are, I mean, let me shut my bloody mouth before I die", Michael tried to compliment me. I giggled at his attempt, "thank you for your amazing way of saying I look good". "Just miss! Oh gosh, you are amazingly gorgeous! Why aren't you straight as an arrow?? Well, I can change that.", he blurted out slapping his mouth shut. Looking wide eyed I walked to the kitchen silently. Awkward much? He followed me and dropped his jaw as he gawked at the food. "You like, Sir Pansacula?', I said cockily. "It looks fabulous you did excellent at the meal Robin!", he said astonished. I sat him down and prepared his plate, as I was prepared the severing he popped open the chocolate vodka I made before hand. "May I Miss Beautiful Gorgeous?", Michael asked suavely. "Yes", I gave him two finger bowl shaped wine glasses and he poured it into both evenly. I came out with the food and sat on the other side of the table in a booth like chair. He swirled the glasses causally around sipping every three seconds. I glared at him intensely, not on purpose though. He started to speak, "so this Carmen girl, who is she? And why is she dating my future wife?". He planned this. "Well, Carmen's my girlfriend, and we've been together three years, and we love each other and you and your sexual ways are not going to part us", I stared my intensely as I continued to talk, "we are friend Michael, and that's it. Just friends if anything else, i don't even know what to call it". "Well, we just need to find out. Don't we?", he smiled and winked at me. I like this guys confidence, it's sexy and fresh to death.

After an hour of eating and drinking, we are full and intoxicated, ready for anything. I stubble to the kitchen and put the left overs away and put the dishes in the sink. Being drunk as hell gave me a benifit, to feels his boner. Michael walked to the coach in my living room normally and sat with his legs wide. I look at him, he looked at me, we both have the same thing on our mind, rough sex. Michael motions me to him, like a magnet to a piece of metal I was draw to him. I sat in his lap and leaned on his chest. I could hear his heart beat. It was the best heart beat ever, I slowly started to get moist by the minute, and he slowly got hard by the second. His hard erection poking my left ass cheek melted me. I couldn't take it he had to be mine. "Michael... love me, please?"