It was her first Valentines Day with her new boyfriend. They had been dating since last June, eight months, it had seemed longer. She never really thought that they would make it this far, yet here she is getting ready for the big night that she had planned for them. Dinner maybe a movie, if they could manage to keep their hands off each other long enough to sit in a theater and watch a movie. Just then she heard a knock on the door, it was him. Her blood was rushing threw her veins making her warm all over. She rushed over to the door, looking out the peep whole she saw him. He looked so good; she was almost scared to open the door.
When the door opened she lost her breath, he was wearing a black tailored suit that fit him just right. He had red roses in his hand and a smile on his face. She couldn’t help but smile herself. When he walked in he bent to give her a slow deep kiss that almost knocked her right off her feet. Smiling up at him she could see that he really did love her. They had been saying the L word to each other for a while now but for some reason she wasn’t totally sure if he really meant it, or if he was saying it just to say it.
Walking past her and into the room he could see a few candles were lit around the living room. She took the flowers and made sure that they were put in a place where they had some sun light but could also be seen by anyone that walked into her house. It was like she had perma grin on her face any time he was around her or if she even thought about him during the day. He made her so happy she just couldn’t help it. He was looking at her like he had never seen her before, she felt a little self conscious. Suddenly he got a big grin on his face, a smile that told her that he greatly approved of the dress that she had picked out to wear.
The dress was blood red satin, smooth and silky. It was a slip dress that if she had worn any kind of underwear under the dress you would see it. He pulled her to him again and kissed her, this time with more passion letting her know that he really approved of her choice in clothing. Pulling away from the kiss she let him know that it was time to go to dinner. She locked the door and he grabbed her hand walking them to the car. When she got in she saw a small blue bag on the floor in front of her seat. Wondering what it could be she started to reach for it but he grabbed it from her before she could look inside.
He smiled and told her it was for later. It had to be something good for him to make her wait, he was a lot like her, couldn’t really wait to give a gift. He got in the car and they drove to the restaurant. On the way there he had his hand on her leg; he could feel the heat from her body threw the satin. Slowly he moved his hand up her thigh, under her skirt. She spread her legs some giving him access to her. His fingers could feel that she had shaved just for him, for this night.
With an evil grin on his face he began to play with her clit. Her head lolled back against the seat and a moan escaped her lips. With her eyes closed and her hand on his she let him bring her closer to orgasm. One of his fingers moved lower and entered her; she gasped and moved her hips against his hand more. She was so close, she could feel it building more, and then the car stopped. Her eyes flew open to see where they were. He was parking the car but his hand never left her. Moving her hips faster against his hand she could feel herself starting to fall over the edge. She came with such force that she started to scream, but then she remembered where she was.
Looking over at him she smiled and kissed him hard on the lips. He still had that grin on his face, the one that told her he was keeping count tonight and that he was planning on making her come as many times as he could. Knowing what she was in for she could only smile back at him and fix her dress. Once inside the restaurant they sat at the table and ordered. The waitress was walking around with a basket of flowers. He called the waitress over and bought another rose. He told her that she had to have one for the road.