The second dates are always the favourite of mine, the second date will determine what happens next in the liaison. Once the first date over-pleasantries and pretext over false niceties are out of the way the real fun can begin. Incidentally, Janey seems quite a nice girl if a little unsure of herself, both of us had already worked out that we would get along from the site that we were members of.
This was confirmed at the social evening that turned out to be effectively the first date. I had seen the photos she posted of herself in varying states of undress and followed her chatting way on the group page. Her body was so inviting, with curves in the right places and very well proportioned in the essential areas. That reminds me, I should play roulette based on her vital statistics and see if her body delivers as much as it promises.
I wonder where the hell she is, she says she likes being fashionably late but even this is pushing it, still, the bar serves a fine Imperial so I can suffer the wait a little while longer. Ah, there she is, I wave a 'hi' as she finally comes though the doors and beckon her towards me at the bar. "Am I late?" she giggles as she notices the two empty martini glasses by my third full glass.
I reassured her that she would pay for it later. Janey giggled again as she brought the rim of the glass containing my third Imperial to her lips, it was fortunate for her that we both shared a liking for gin. I had learned this at the social as we ended up sipping at each other's drinks by mistake while we chatted about our scores. We then agreed to meet up a second time to entertain each other with the higher value mutual kinks.
As I had already delayed the table, I did not want to repeat the request a second time so I did not bother with ordering more drinks, Janey could have mine. I stood back slightly as she drank, she had on a delightful Missguided cocktail dress with a lovely slit up the side which showed off her legs that everyone comments on and revealed her 4" heels that always amaze me. It was agreed at the social that I would choose what to wear for the evening for she was there to satisfy my eyes, although chic looking, it was relatively inexpensive to buy so it did not matter what would happen to it later.
The scene was set for our little piece of theatre, we went to the table and waited. Janey was to sit there in silence while I took only one menu from the waiter and choose for myself and for her without any interruption or intervention on her side. We had already decided what to order as we had earlier studied what was available from the hotel's website. The bedroom has already been surveyed and our pleasures for the second part of the evening all laid out to both our satisfactions. Janey was to be the obedient one as per the pre-set and agree without question what was to follow.
"You are playing the part well Janey" I said as we were waiting on the main courses, she sat there contently, silent. I saw her eyes flick to her glass of prosecco that she likes, that was to be her signal if she wanted anything, a double eye flick. I poured a measure into her glass and told her to take a sip only.
This was fun if a little rehearsed. The meal came and we continued in the same vein. I could see she was hurrying her meal somewhat in an effort to get to the room sooner rather than later. Keep her waiting I thought to myself, so contrary to the script I ordered a coffee for myself after the meal and a liqueur for the both of us. Janey gave a double eye flick to the stairs but said nothing as she drank her liqueur. That is useful I thought, obedient even off script.
Janey's eyes lit up a little as I said "Lets retire to the room" I had finished my coffee now and I too was becoming eager. I had chosen the table furthest away from the stairs as I wanted everyone present to see her following me across the dining area to the stairs. Her backside shaped her dress well and I wanted all to see it as she walked behind me.
We walked up to the room in silence and entered to the sound of Janey giggling, the same anticipation giggle as at the bar earlier. As per the script I turn and face her and say "You were late for dinner, I do not tolerate people who keep me waiting, what kept you? Actually, I don't care for what kept you. You clearly rushed your makeup and threw on a cheap dress in a vain attempt to impress me, you need to make up for this" Janey hung her head and said "I am so sorry, my fault, what can I do?"
