I could not believe how nervous I was as I stood outside your door working up the courage to knock, for this was the night that I had been waiting for, the night that I was finally going to get to take you to dinner. Finally my palms sweaty and my mouth dry I knocked on the door then began to fidget (kind of like a pee pee dance) until the eternity elapsed and you finally opened the door. I know that my mouth had to drop open as I gazed at the beauty standing there before me, and the back light with the door frame, framing you, gave it even more of a portrait image of you in the snug fitting red dress, low cut and short skirt but not to a point where it showed you to be anything but a true lady.
As you smiled at me, I reached out and handed you long stem red rose, feeling bad that it in no way could compete with your natural loveliness.
Hand and hand we walked to the car and I opened the door for you I longed to take you in my arms and kiss you, but nerves would not allow it, so instead I turned the radio of the car on as we drove to the restaurant. As the radio played soft music we drove in silence to the restaurant.
When we walked in the restaurant I had the strangest feeling that every man in the place was staring at you and looking at me with envy because I was with you. We followed the matradi to the table and I could see why, as it was difficult for me to keep my hands under control and not reach out and squeeze those soft cuddly butt cheeks as they wiggled and jiggled provocatively before me. When we came to our booth, a corner booth over looking the lake, you slid in and I slid in next to you and we ordered iced tea to drink.
As soon as the waiter left I looked at your lovely face and marveled at how it's beauty was even greater then that of the sunset that we were able to see thru the window. I placed a finger under your chin and gently turned your face and then leaned forward and softly place my lips on yours ... immediately tasting the sweetness and softness that was there. When the waiter came back we had not yet even looked at the menu's, and as we giggled like a couple of teenagers while the meal was decided upon and the waiter once again went about his business.
I placed an arm around your shoulder and pull you tighter to me, my lips begin to kiss the side of your neck and move up your hair line to your ear then suck in your ear lobe and gently bite on it ... then as you turned to me, I kissed your forehead, your eyelids, the tip of your nose, and then finally placed them on your lips. This time my tongue darts out and runs across your lips seeking an opening and once found slide thru them and begin to dance with your tongue. At the same time my other arm goes around you and you turn in the booth slightly so that I can hug you close to me and I feel your soft breasts as they press against me and I let my hand slide around and gently cup one of them ... when all of a sudden ... there is that damn waiter again.
The rest of the meal goes by rather quietly as we periodically kiss but nothing more then that, and then during our coffee they start to play some nice soft dance music. I cannot resist but to take you in my arms as we sway too and fro across the floor oblivious to anything going on around us until we realize that the music as long since stopped and we are still dancing.
At that point we decide it is time to leave ... having made enough of a public spectacle of ourselves.