The telephone rings, she answers on the second ring hoping to hear his voice at the other end. She's not disappointed.
"Hello?"
"Hey Baby!" he replies. He knows how she loves to hear those words. She almost melts every time. He asks if she's busy. She tells him she's not and asks why he wants to know. "I'm free tonight, finally, and was hoping we could spend some time together. Would you like that?"
"Oh Baby! You know I would!! How soon will you be here?" She doesn't want to sound too eager but she needed some time to make herself pretty for him. He tells her he'll be at her door in the time it takes to drive from his house to hers...about 45 minutes. That gave her just enough time. Smiling to herself she tells him she'll be ready when he gets there.
She takes a fast shower, brushes her hair and puts it up in one of those hair clips which pulls it back, yet lets it cascade down her back. She slips on her new sundress. A very pretty, light weight fabric, very loose flowing skirt and only spaghetti-straps to hold it up. She wears just a touch of make-up and a few spritzes of cologne. She slips on some sandals and she's ready to go.
She no sooner finishes slipping on her sandals than she hears him drive up. She grabs her purse and dashes out the door. Ever the gentleman, he gets out and opens the passenger door for her. She slides in, making sure her skirt doesn't get caught in the door and makes herself comfortable. He shuts her door and walks around to the driver's side and gets in.
"Where are we going, hon?" she asks him.
He only smiles that smile that tells her he's up to something and says, "You'll find out when it's time." She knows it's useless to ask anymore so she lights a cigarette and just sits back and enjoys the drive.
Soon he brings the car to a stop and turns off the engine. She can't really tell where they are, there are no street lights anywhere to be seen. He gets out of the car and she hears the trunk open and close, then he opens the door for her. As he helps her out, she sees that he has a blanket in his hand. She can hear the chirping of crickets and the sound of water. It sounds like soft waves gently lapping at the shore. He takes her by the hand and leads her to a clearing where the ground is level and he spreads the blanket on the ground. He helps her to ease herself down onto the blanket and then lies down beside her. "It's such a beautiful, clear night I thought it would be nice to spend a little while enjoying the view together."
They lay there for a while, just looking up at the magnificent, clear, star-filled sky, neither of them speaking a word. Only their breathing and the sounds of a country night breaking the silence. He reaches out and pulls her closer to himself. Their lips meet, tenderly at first, the urgency building. He starts to caress her breasts through the thin fabric of her sundress and she immediately reciprocates, caressing the bulge in his pants. After what seems like mere seconds, yet like an eternity, they break their kiss. "I think we'd better go now.", he tells her. She doesn't want to leave, but he seems pretty determined. So with a deep sigh of disappointment and a helping hand from him she gets up and goes with him. She still doesn't know where he's taking her, but by now she doesn't care as long as she's with him.
They drive along for a ways and he pulls into a very secluded wayside inn that had a sign advertising "DINING and DANCING". They went in and found it very dark inside, only candles on the tables and dim lights by the bar. They find a very dimly lit corner booth well away from the dance floor and away from the swinging doors that lead to the busy, noisy kitchen. They settle in, sitting close to each other and give the waitress their drink order. She returns in what seems like only an instant with their drinks and then leaves them alone. They talk about his job, her recent doctor visit...just small talk. As they talk she rests her hand on his thigh, gently squeezing it every little while. He can't resist and the next thing she knows she feels his hand firmly on her leg. He's not content to simply touch her leg. He squeezes her thigh and every little while she feels his hand inch just a bit higher - oh so gradually getting closer to her swiftly dampening pussy. As his hand creeps closer, she begins to open her legs. When his fingers finally reach their intended destination and find she's wearing no panties, the look on his face is priceless! She can't tell if it's shock, desire, or just outright lust she sees in his eyes. The most wicked smile crosses his lips and he leans over to kiss her. As he kisses her softly, with his long slender fingers he traces the outer lips of her already hot, and very wet womanhood.
Their lips still locked in their lover's kiss, she feels him press his fingers past the swelling lips and into her aching slit. She moans into their kiss and her hand finds the bulge in his pants. She presses her palm hard against it and he pushes himself into her small hand. It's obvious to her that he loves what she's doing, so she unzips his pants and snakes her hand inside and find that he, likewise, isn't wearing any underwear. It sends a jolt of excitement through her and she firmly grasps his by-now rock hard manhood. The touch of her eager hand seems to spur him on. His fingers begin to thrust in and out of her soaking wet love spot. She strokes him, keeping time with the thrusting of his fingers. They break their kiss, their breathing becoming shallow and ragged. He kisses her neck and whispers in her ear, "OH GOD BABY!! You'd better stop what you're doing if you don't want me to explode right here in front of all these people!"
She looks him straight in his eyes, the lust in her eyes plainly visible and smiles. He seems to read her thoughts and reluctantly pulls his fingers from inside her. She continues to stroke him as she "accidentally" knocks her silverware off the table. Unfortunately, that means she has to retrieve it. She inconspicuously slides off her seat and under the table, hidden by the tablecloth. Although he has an idea what she's about to do, it still takes him somewhat by surprise when her hot, wet, mouth engulfs his shaft. She can hear him draw a sharp, deep, breath. She pulls back, almost releasing him as he does his best to stifle a moan. His enjoyment spurs her on and she runs her tongue around the head, letting it flicker over the "eye." Then she takes all of him into her mouth and starts to suck...hard...and fast. His hips begin to rock back and forth, then he realizes people are watching. It takes Herculean self-control, but he stops moving and gives up control to her. She loves the idea that he can't react while she's doing all she can to drive him crazy. She continues what she's doing, her head bobbing very fast now. She can feel his shaft engorge and she knows he's near the point of no return. She quickens her pace just a little and suddenly he explodes in her mouth. She gulps spurt after spurt until he has no more to give. She manages to swallow it all, except for just a little that dribbles out of the corner of her mouth. She reluctantly releases him, and giving his gradually softening cock a few licks to clean it off a bit, she tucks his tired soldier back in his pants and zips them back up.
Then she crawls nonchalantly back up into her seat, places her dropped silverware on the table, and taking a napkin, wipes the corners of her mouth. She smiles at him and asks "Now, where were we before I "dropped" my silverware?"
He smiles at her, leans over and whispers in her ear, "You are going to pay for that! I'll get you later!" Then he takes her by the hand and leads her to the dance floor.
The small orchestra is playing romantic dance music. He pulls her into his arms and they begin to sway with the music. When he puts his arm around her back to hold her close he can't feel a bra under her dress. He pulls back just a little and looks at her with a naughty gleam in his eyes, "No bra, either?" She giggles and says nothing. He already knows she's naked from the waist down, but now he knows the only article of clothing she has on is her dress.
As they dance he pulls her close. She feels his hand slide down her back, over her lush bottom. The discovery that she is completely naked under her flimsy dress excites him tremendously. He pulls her even closer and feels her full breasts and hard pressing against his chest. She looks up at him as he leans forward and lightly kisses her on the lips. Soon he kisses her more forcibly, her sweet lips parting to allow his tongue to more deeply explore her mouth.
