Yeah so I was in Virgin Record store in Union Square in NYC one Wednesday evening looking for some music. And I see this slim, beautifully dark-skinned young lady with dreads, and some pretty, perfectly manicured toes poking through her open-toe sandals -- and I'm not even a foot person like that, but she was hot. I didn't approach, I knew she had a man, but she wasn't married (no ring) so I kept looking for my music. We ended up looking in the same rack, she was looking for Maxwell's first CD and we started talking.
She really knew her music, I was blown away -- sexy and smart -- I had to have her. To my surprise no man, no boyfriend, no girlfriend, completely single... YES!!! Got the number, then broke the rule and called her the very next day. She wanted to go out Saturday, I was cool with that.
Saturday night she meets me on the Lower East Side and we go to a little Thai restaurant for dinner and drinks. She walks into the restaurant and heads turn, my dick gets stiff and I can feel the pre-cum percolating and oozing around inside my shaft. She wore an orange cotton one-piece pullover dress and nothing underneath. Her breasts weren't that big, about 33b, but her nipples; shit on the cool September night, they were more than happy to see me -- my dick got harder.
We eat, drink, and make small talk; but all I could think of was -- is she as wet under that dress as I was hard in my pants. I didn't care, I was pushing for the pussy on this night. I'm usually not one to take a woman out to eat, but I wasn't in a bar when I met her, so I figured I had to get in some kind of way. As we spoke, come to find out she just broke up with her man a few weeks earlier and just needed to be out of the house. Perfect timing on my part (can't you just see my evil grin).
I was pitchin all sorts of sexual innuendos, she was smiling politely, but she wasn't biting. Then she finally said, "I didn't think it would be this chilly out here," then put on her jacket to cover her still erect nipples. My dick started to get soft. Then she began talking about how her relationship fell apart and things like that. I was so ready to leave, and my erection went on vacation.
So I was tryin to end the date, when she mentioned a wine bar she wanted to go to over on Bleaker. I said ok, I figured I'd get drunk on wine, cum home & rub one out to a beautiful, issue-free Rude woman. We get to the spot and she immediately buys a bottle of red wine, I was like "okay."
We drink, and drink, the wine is hitting both of us. The place is dark and cozy, and kinda empty. We're sitting close and her leg is against mine, her jacket is off again, nipples not as hard as before, but my dick came home early from vacation. When she comes back from the bathroom she sits closer, my hand is under the table, I go for the leg -- I figured I could blame it on the wine if necessary, but I didn't think it would be, she was a bit looser by then.